Where have you been?!

Rhys was in pain... like, quite a bit.

She had welts all over her body that were putrid, green, and hurting. So she was in the library, looking up what kinds of creatures in the forbidden forest appeared only to girls, and looked like tiny fairies that giggled until they stung you. So far it wasn't going well.. She couldn't find ANYTHING about them in any books she found about the forest around Hogwarts. So far she could tell that researchers went in there regularly, and never came out. Her experience in there was extremely lucky, and maybe perhaps she had been saved a bit by Felix Barker, who had kept the worst of it away.

She couldn't go to the Hospital Wing either, they would ask.. they would always ask how she got the wounds, and as far as Rhys was finding, no one knew what they were, so she would need to find out how to cure it on her own. Which sucked, because she had a lot of school work to do. But instead, she was curing her own wounds, wounds she couldn't show off, so she simply put band-aids over them, and made it look like she just liked the look of the band-aids, or told people she had fallen down the stairs and didn't like the potions she got for the bruises, every time it was a new excuse, and she was running out, and forgetting which excuse she had told to whom, so she sat in the Library, pouring over books of forgotten creatures, special potions, and just about everything that didn't interest her, she was learning, so she could use it on HERSELF and try and figure out what it was that was hurting her.

In front of Rhys sat a vial, a vial that was filled with the puss, or whatever it was that had come from her wounds. It was bright green, and almost seemed to glow, she stared at it, and then at the potions book in front of her. Apparently if she put a special potion into the mixture, she could find out just how poisonous it was. She knew she needed to make this potion, but she wasn't the best potion maker.. she'd need to find someone.. anyone who knew more about this stuff then she did, that she trusted enough to let them see her wounds.

What a day... No! What a week! It had all been so exhasting. Homework everyday, and it was so much, Lysander didn't know how he was going to get it all done! Why did the teachers insist so much on giving so much freaking homework?! It wasn't like they were going to go stupid in one day that they weren't assigned homework. It annoyed him, that the teachers seemed to think that they could get all the homework done in the little time they gave the students to complete their assignments. Becuase of the boat load of assignments he recived, he's either beenin the library, or in the common room, doing nothing else but focusing on finishing this stuff. He hadn't even been able to see his friends in a while. He doubted they worried about him, as everyone always forgot about him after they didn't see him for like two days. And it had been about a week, or maybe more, and they had had no new from him. It was like he was dead or something.

If it wasn't because he needed a certain book he didn't already have, Lysander probabaly wouldn't have surfaced from his homework. But he needed a specific Charms book and he had to go to the Library to get it. God! When will he finish the stupid assignments?! He was half tempted to just leave the stuff there, and just roam around the school, doing nothing, just walking. But if he did that, he wouldn't get them finished and he would get in trouble, and that was the last thing he needed. So he walked down from Ravenclaw Tower heading to the library, careful on getting lost, since the staircases moved so much, and he continued on his way. Finally when he reached the door that led to the place, he carefully pushed it open and watched in quietly, automatically heading for the Charms books in the library.

Rhys looked up when she heard footsteps heading along her section of books, they were a ways away yet, but by the sound of them, they had a purpose. Quickly she pulled her sleeve back down, hiding the welt on her arm, and shoved the green puss into her bag, pulling out a textbook, she grabbed an essay she had yet to finish, and picked up all her stuff, finding a spot in the charms section that looked less suspicious for her to be in. She opened her textbook, hid the one she had been reading earlier, under it, and pulled out her essay, quickly writing a few lines so that that section of the paper shone with new ink. She frowned and realized that she was being secretive, she didn't want people to know.. because if they did... she would have to explain where she got the welts, and that was always a bad idea to let people know of.

Suddenly though, she saw a face she recognized, and hadn't seen in forever, her mind had been so far away, doing homework, she hadn't seen anyone from another house in ages. And then.. there was Lysander! Rhys jumped to her feet, half ran along the bookshelves and flung her arms around her neck, hugging him hard. "Lysander!" She squeaked, trying to keep her voice down as she hugged him. "Where have you been?!" She stared at him for a long moment, eyes burning holes in his face as she held him at arm's length and studied him, checking to make sure he wasn't hurt, or injured, and yet knowing she was hiding her own injuries from him.

Lysander sighed, not knowing what book was the one he needed. There were so many books on the subject he had so much homework on, but he didn't know which one was the exact book he needed. Four of the books he'd checked so far, had lots of things about the subject but not hat he needed. This as going to take a while... He just wanted to leave and go outside... sit under the trees... stare at the water... Too bad he wouldn't be able to do that for a while. It wasn't fair! Why did the students have to get so much work?! The teachers should understand, they were once students too! He sighed heavily, and took another book off the shelf and began to flip through it. He finally found what he was looking for, and he looked up at the cieling thanking God that he finally found the stupid book.

As he turned to walk out of the isle, he was taken aback by the sudden hug he recieved. He dropped the book, and stood there stiff, until he figured out who it was that was hugging him. It was Rhys. He smiled and returned her hug quickly, before answering her question. "Uhh... I've been... Busy..." he said softly, looking down at the book he had dropped. As she looked at him, his eyes darted down from her to the floor... an awkward feeling creeping into his body. He hadn't seen Rhys or Alex... or Sam in a while. All the work he had, had really kept him busy and he hadn't had time for anything else but the work...

Rhys laughed and bent over, picking up the book and holding it out to him. "Same here! But wow! It's been AGES!!" She tugged at her sleeve to hide the welt and grinned at him. "Super busy! So what, you need a break! We should hang out sometime! I swear we go to the same school, and yet we don't even see each other?! How is that even possible?" Rhys seriously felt as though she was about to cry though. Her shirt was rubbing on a welt, and her impact with Lysander as she hugged him had not been the best. She was pretty sure one of the welts had burst and soon enough it would start to show through her thin white button up. Tugging on her robe to try and hide it, she grinned at him.

Rhys stood grinning at Lysander, until suddenly her smile disappeared and she looked at him critically. "Oi! You can help me out right?!" she said staring hard at his face, inspecting it. "YOU! You sir are smart! And you sir are good at doing things that I don't know how to do! Come here!" She reached for his arm and immediately turned and went back to the table she was sitting at, dug into her bag and pulled out the vile with the putrid green puss in it, that slightly glowed. "You sir, take a look at that and tell me what it is please." She said putting her hands on her hips and watching him carefully.