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Chapter 2 : A Commotion in Motion
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Rose and I strolled into the the intern area. We were a part of a team of 8. The rest of the 6 were...in a nice way...freaks. It was no wonder Rose and I bonded so quickly. Of course, as Rose mentioned before, we had known of each other. My family's prominence in America was not unheard of. And whoever didn't know of the Golden Trio and their children would have to be living under a rock.
"Good luck," Rose grimaced at me. I sent a sympathetic look her way and we parted ways to go check up on our respective patients.
My assigned section was Gold-3 on the second floor. Rose was Gold-5; on the same floor but on the other side. Silently I thanked our moderator, Healer Harris for separating us. Rose and I together on rounds would be thoroughly unproductive..
My patients seemed to be doing fine and rounds only took about 20 minutes. I walked back to the common area of the Gold Floor. Rose was already there, eating a bag of chips, with her feet propped up on the counter, leaning back as if she had a finished her seventh night round. That reminded me...
"Rosie poo....do you have night rounds this lovely evening?" I asked batting my lashes in her direction.
"No. And though I love you Lucky, I am not sitting with you through another night round." Rose bluntly said.
"Whyyyyy?" I whined
"Because." Rose firmly said.
"Do you have a date with Scorpy?" I fumed.
"Shut up." Rose glared, but then started laughing.
I should've known. Usually Rose was good about staying with me, as she knew I was afraid of being on night duty alone. But if dear ol' Scorpius pulled her away, she had no choice.
They were sickeningly sweet to each other. They started dating their sixth year of Hogwarts and have been together ever since. I harassed them to tie the knot already. Rose firmly stood to the fact that 21 was too young. I thrived off their romance. Unfortunately I had as much romance in my own life as a rock. But I suppose a rock had more game than I did.
"You really need to get a life." Rose said jokingly
"Too right you are Rosie posie," I replied.
"Luck, I'm serious. Get out there! You of all people would be able to snag a bloke...look at yourself in the mirror love," Rose said steering me to a mirror across the hall.
I looked. I was attractive. Like Rose said, being in the limelight trained me to take pride in my appearance. Ever since the dark times of my awkward teen appearance had faded away, my looks had been my first impression on people.
I was tiny, only 5'4 and very skinny. I looked about 5 years younger than I actually was, however this was fixed with makeup, dark makeup that lined my prominent dark brown, almost black eyes, that dominated my face. I had caramel skin that kept its color year round because of my Indian ethnicity. My hair, which was a shiny black, came to rest around my mid back.
"Yeah I suppose I'm IGHT." I smirked
"Cut it out, you Yank." Rose retaliated.
I chuckled. Sure, I had relationships in the past. I dated the Seeker of my school's Quidditch team until I graduated and he broke up with me for his Quidditch career and my Healing School dream. During Healing School I was involved with another guy; nothing serious, and we ended it when I came here. The truth was, I didn't want to just date around. I wanted passion, fire, someone to sweep me off my feet. A prince, who would do romantic shit, like read poems and deliver flowers. Someone who was mature and would take care of me. Someone I would proudly show my parents. Someone near perfection, a true gentleman.
I envied Rose. Scorpius and her were so deeply in love it made my stomach churn with excitement. It was like watching a engrossing romance but live. But besides, I didn't need a relationship and wasn't going to settle unless I got my fairy tale in male form.
The day went by with not much hassle. A witch came in with a few feathers spurting from her back and there was a wizard who had a severe cut on his leg from trying to heal his own Splinching disaster.
Soon it was time for Rose to go on her date with Scorpius.
"So this is it. You're leaving me here. Alone. I knew this day would come. I'm being abandoned." I dramatically carried on.
"Oh shut it," Rose smiled at me. She hugged me and patted me on the head. Gathering her stuff she turned back to me, "if you have any trouble, get at me, yeah?"
Get at me? I was rubbing off on her.
"Sure, sure Rosie posie," I mused at her.
She left with a smile and a wave.
I sighed. I hate night rounds.
I finished what seemed like my 29th round of the night and sat back at the main area. I was starting to doze off when I heard a loud BANG, followed by a crash.
This should be good, I thought to myself.
I adjusted my Healing robes and started hastening to the general direction of the commotion.
"Sir I'm going to ask you one more time to please get back on the bed. You need to stay the night to make sure your vitals are stable. It's common procedure!" An exasperated MediWitch was saying to someone.
Curious, I grabbed the thin curtain material that separated me from the argument, and listened closely to what the problem was.
"Like hell I will! Listen here blondie, there's nothing wrong with me! I was out clubbing with friends, was clearly passed out, and my lame mates decided it would be easier to drop me off here than my flat or drag my unconscious body along with them!" A man was furiously trying to explain.
At that precise moment the curtain was ripped across. I didn't realize I had such a tight grip on it until I went flying along with it.
I braced myself for the impact of the hard, cold floor, but it never came.
Instead a pair of strong arms were around my body preventing me from falling on my ass. I tentatively opened my eyes and was greeted by sparkling green, almond shaped eyes.
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