Who? Connor and OTA at St. Mungo's When? Tuesday evening Where? St. Mungo's What? Connor's landed himself in the hospital Rating? PG-13, language
Connor sat in one of the exam areas, arms crossed over his chest, frown on his face. He'd been at practice, finishing up a day's worth of tough exercises, a scrimmage between players, and just a day of being beaten into the ground by the coaches. He and a couple of his mates had been trying some new loops and flips on their brooms, showing off for some of the ladies that were in the stands, looking for autographs and photos when Connor decided to go into a steep dive and spin. He'd looked back up to see if anyone was following and lost control of the spin, making a hard landing instead of swooping back up into the air.
Connor had felt his ankle crack - and his ass hurt, too - and the coaches had shipped him off to St. Mungo's for repair. Now, a couple of hours later, he was waiting to see a healer to get his ankle patched up so he could be on his way. He grumbled to himself, looking down at his purple and swollen ankle when someone walked in...