With the little viruses that had been going around, Winter had been quite busy trying to keep up with who was sick and who had just recovered. Sighing, she pulled her blonde hair into a quick bun and walked out of her office to check on the students who were in terrible health. There was one student, her youngest, who had an on-and-off fever for what was going to be two days now, and Winter wanted him to get better so desperately. She had tried everything, from potions to herbs, but the boy was simply not getting better. If it continued, she might have to send him to St. Mungo's where he could easily get better treatment. She quietly peeked through the curtains of the boy's bed and found him sound asleep. Moving closer, she put a hand to the boy's forehead to find he was doing alright; no fever.
Smiling, she walked out and closed the curtains behind her. Better to let the boy sleep before administering another potion. Winter was only a few steps from her office when a voice caught her attention. A girl, she could tell. Turning around to look at the student, because it had to be student, Winter smiled at the girl. "Yes?" she said, her voice calm as usual, "How may I help you?"
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