Just a regular day in the infirmary...

Apprentice Healer Kevin Wong was filling out reports and updating medical records of the students. Admittedly, not much had changed in his duties from being an Apprentice and from a student volunteer-- "Oi, I got somethin' fer ya Kevin!" Kevin sighed and looked at the infirmary doors which were kicked open by his half-brother Ares Wong: oh joy. "Ares, how many times do I have to tell you that you should not be fighting people in Hogwarts?" The Slytherin shrugged and put his opponent on one of the cots, "Meh, too many." was the expected reply. "Fifteen points from Slytherin for fighting a student." Other than being able to give and dock points, there wasn't much difference in Kevin's path to becoming a healer.

Quite soon there was someone else entering, someone who found it a good idea to kick the door open... A certain Gryffindor, currently having both her hands busy carrying someone like a dead pig over her shoulders and thusr unable to use them. It seemed she mihgt have been the one gulity of said "dead pig" to end up like it had; a cheek turning into a quite ugly purple color as well as a quite steadily bleeding knee was the only things visalbe at the moment, but it was doubtful if it was the only proof she had...

Dumping her burden on a free bed she sat down on it as well, swinging her legs as she waited for her turn...

Kevin looked at Freya in slight disbelief, "Did you do that to Mr Karm, Ms Williams?" Indeed, Elliot Karm, the most hated student in the school (there is no dispute over that), was beaten by a hot-headed girl. Ares snickered a bit, muttering something about the Karm being a weak-ass whiner b!tch when he was interrupted by the Gryffindor.

Freya only grumbled in response; until they got that stupid spell off her she would not speak up! Unless her temper got the better of her again...
But the idiot had deserved it!

"...Do you mind repeating that? You were mumbling miss." Kevin frowned a bit and gave Elliot a once over, almost sure there were a few broken bones, maybe a rib or two. Ares got busy with finding a blood replenishing potion for his "victim" and left the two to talk.

gritting her teeth she glared at that stupid healer
"ti devresed krej eht tub ,did I!"

And if that Wong laughed she'd do it again...

Kevin nodded understandingly, "Hm, a speaking impediment jynx, backwards. About fifth year level." He took out his wand and muttered the anti-curse and lifted it. "Anything else Ms Williams?"

Freya just shook her head; it might not be all but she didn't need any help with the rest, that guy didn' even know how to aim properly, how could he hurt anyone?

"Well then, I hope you can make it to your next class." "It's Satruday bro." Kevin turned to Ares, frowning a bit, "Really? Hm...I must be working too hard again." "Course ya are. Ya haven't shown up in the Great Hall fer a few days now." The Slytheirn walked over to him, "How much paperwork do ya gotta fill out anyways?" "Too much, apparently..."

Freya couldn't help but to huff and then chuckle quietly at the two; she'd heard that this guy had a girlfriend, but she doubted that's last long like this. Couples usually spent a saturday making out or whatever the girl demanded, not working over-time...

Ares clapped a hand on Kevin's shoulder, "Well! It's gotta be time fer yer break now. Where's Healer Tarrot anyways?" Kevin looked like he was about to answer Ares, then stopped and frowned, "Point...He's been with Professor Tarrot all morning, I believe..." "I'll drag him back here and you go eat somethin', alright bro?" "Fine, fine..." And with that, Ares walked off and brought the Master Healer back to the infirmary within the hour. Muttering something about "kinks" and a certain "potion" and "disbelief".

Even if she then was cured from talking backwards Freya decided to not say anything about what the Healer had been busy with, and instead turned to Kevin;
"See? That is what people do in their free time. Get some and have some fun!"

"Ah...huh..." Kevin shook his head a bit at what Ares was muttering, but he greeted Master Tarrot for a few minutes in a light chat before leaving the infirmary. Where was he headed? Towards the library, presumably.

leaving as well, calling herself as good as one can get with help from a Healer, Freya set off to find something, just anything, to do. Worse thing with staying at a school at a holiday was the lack of things beside homework and silly drama to do...