You Give Love A Bad Name

Light streamed in through the tall windows of the hospital wing, shining down on those rare patients that came during the beginning of the year. This time, the light shone down on one in particular. Aragorn Hawthorn lay, apparently sleeping in his warm, lumpy hospital bed, as the day began. He could have been sleeping, of course, had it not been that he had been doing so for months without end.

The Ravenclaw boy hadn't even twitched, you wouldn't know he was alive apart from the rising and falling of his chest. But now, finally after the wait, his body began to push him on to revival. His muscles started to twitch, his eyes began to force themselves open, and he became conscience once more.

--Gorny--

Aragorn grunted hoarsely as he came back to the real world. He felt like he'd had a really horrid nights sleep with all of the cramps and aches skittering across his body. The light was shining through the lids of his eyes and he wanted to block the sun. His attempt at lifting his hand to block it failed the first, well, three times. His limbs felt like lead.

He groaned and sat up very slowly, the world spinning as he did, forcing him to close his eyes tight until he felt it was safe to open them again. He hadn't yet had time to register his surroundings, nor figure out if anyone was near him.

For some inane reason, Karma had been in class when she felt it, the familiar touch of a consciousness that wasn't hers.

Gorn.

She hadn't thought twice about leaving the class - she was above passing all of them anyway - disappearing from her seat as easily as if she'd never been there at all. Racing through the corridors at vampire speed had her at the door of the Hospital Wing in minutes. She barely paused, running into the room and making a straight line directly to the boy's bed.

In the next second, her arms were thrown around him as she nearly tackled him off the bed.

"Gorny!"

Aragorn felt her emotions slam into him only a moment before she did herself, barely registering it. Karma was on him as soon as he woke up, which would have been fantastic if he didn't feel like shit.

He grunted, almost falling off of his bed and forcing his arms up so that they wrapped around her. He cleared his throat lightly to speak, "He... Hey." His voice was hoarse, soft. He opened his eyes again and breathed deeply, reveling in her smell and presence.

"You're awake!" She seemed to have developed a fondness for stating the obvious, her hold on the boy tightening possessively as she snuggled into him. "How do you feel?" She ignored the fact that she could feel everything that he could, opting to pull back and sit on her haunches instead. Her eyes flashed over him, the happiness that she felt washing through the bond in waves. It was quite like a piece of her had been missing, and had been returned to her after a long period of time. A grin stole across her face as she looked down at him, hugging him again just to be sure he was awake.

Aragorn couldn't help smile back at Karma. It was contagious, extremely, and the happiness he felt soar. She asked him how he felt and he scoffed, rolling his grey-green eyes, "I feel like lead. Everything hurts and the sunlight is bright... but I'm fine. How are you? Besides being happy."

He hugged her back again, chuckling lightly at her touching gesture. This had been the most he'd ever been touched, at least in any normal way. He didn't really recall being hugged by anyone other than Daniel, and that was a rarity, and Airiana, which was truly just as rare.

Sitting back on her haunches once more, the girl continued to watch him, axious that he would fall back asleep or- or- something. Running her fingers over his facial features, the girl grinned again, caressing his cheek softly. "I am absolutely fantastic, now." She said, feeling the same. "Gorn- you wouldn't believe how much I've missed you. All summer-" her voice cut off, and her emotions soared briefly, anxiousness, worry, sadness, everything except what would be expected; anger at the boy who'd put him there. The emotion was nearly palable in its absence, replaced by a hushed sort of affection, the kind that simmered and spread until it took over a person completely. She wasn't angry at all.

Shouldn't she be?

Sighing happily, the girl looked back at Gorn, quite pleased that he'd woken at all. "You are going to be alright, now." She announced. "It is true. You are."

"You should be carefull with his condition , Miss." Lévant warned as he walked from his office and over to the students. He stopped by the boy's bed and clicked his fingers. The boy glowed pruple for a couple of seconds and Lévant was happy with the examination.

"How are you feeling Mr Hawthorn? Other than aches and cramps?" Lévant asked as he summond some certain potions to get rid of the aches and muscle stiffness. He turned to the other girl and smiled. "Visiting hours aren't for another 2 hours, miss. So please take you leave, then come back later." He said to her pointing to the doors.

Aragorn watched her happy smiles and her up beat attitude. This was a whole different side to Karma he'd hardly experienced. He'd never seen her so happy, or excitable. He nodded, "Yeah. I'm alright."

He paused and tilted his head towards her, asking genuinely, "How's your boyfriend?"

He looked up at the man that spoke to them, slightly irritated. He wanted to be alone with her, and he was interrupting already. He held back his urge to snarl and said in a tense, cold voice, "I'm feeling perfectly fine. Yes, a little aches and pains, but I'm feeling ready to get up on my feet and... do whatever it is everyone else is doing."