Ellie Branstone (lovelybones_) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-06-26 22:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 june, eleanor branstone |
Who: Henry and Ellie
What: Helping her pack, talking about things
When: Backdated to the 23rd
Where: Hufflepuff
Rating: High
Ellie hadn't been kidding when she said her pride had suffered a much larger blow than herself when the bludger nearly knocked her off her broom. The cup had been her one last moment... and she had blown it for everyone. If she just tried to dodge a bit sooner...
Instead she ended up with a cracked collarbone and damaged shoulder, all of which was mostly fixed overnight in the hospital wing, but that didn't mean she wasn't still sore. The potions had done their work and the bones were mended, but everything was still tender, and moving around all her things was taking a much larger toll than originally anticipated. So was the idea of returning home, if only for a few days...
Earlier a few friends had helped her bring her stuff downstairs to the common room so things were easier to sort and right in that moment, it looked like her entire room exploded in one area of Hufflepuff, but she didn't care much. Laying back on one of the large couches in the common room, Ellie let out a rather large sigh as she waited for Henry to arrive, closing her eyes for just a moment as she waited. But maybe she was a lot more tired than she thought, that was pretty usual as of late, and slipped into a very light sleep. Her legs were still hanging over the side, her skirt riding up the slightest bit to reveal her garters and stockings, but none of that mattered to her in that moment.