Sick *open*

[yallxluvxher]

Scarlet stumbled into the Owlery. It was where she went to be alone. She closed the door behind her and fell to her knees. Her head was throbbing so bad she could hardly see. It made her vision blurry. Her whole body felt like it was on fire and her temperature, which she had checked was well over 100 degrees.

Scarlet sat on the windowsill, breathing in the midnight air that flew through the window. This had only happened to her once before and the results had been disastourous. Maybe she ought to go home, she couldn't let it happen at Hogwarts. Scarlet bit down on her lip to keep from screaming. Owls were flutterng around her, someone was coming to the door. She curled herself into a tiny ball, hiding in the shadows when the door opened.

[rebel]

It was Jasmine. She always had a feeling when someone was sick, and she was now certain that someone was genuinely sick. She went over the the ball in the corner and unwrapped it. When she came face to face with Scarlet however, she reeled back. Then, her maternal insticints kicked in. "Are you alright?"

[yallxluvxher]

Scarlet inhaled deeply, choking. She hacked into her arm, drops of blood staining her white jacket. "I don't know" She mouthed, not knowing who was there. She tried to open her eyes, but it burned and she moaned in pain. "No, I'm not." She croaked, still unaware of who it was.

[rebel]

Jasmine, wrapping herself tightly in her deep blue cloak as so not to get any of Scarlet's blood all over her, she helped her up. "We need to get you to the hospital wing fast." she replied quickly. She couldn't believe she was helping Scarlet of all people, but when her instincts kicked in, she could never stop them.