Seth Kingsley in the Infirmary.

"Want me to try?"I asked sitting up.I knew some basic healing spells that might help.I just hoped I could remember them.

I finished the chant and snapped my fingers.Almost insantaniously al the flesh wounds started closing."You should have more faith in magic."I said going back to my seat.Big spells like that got me tired.

"Mhm."I said.I was preety tired.I know regret my decision to make a charm today.

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Derek just had the rottenest of luck, and it was of half-blood standards. He was inclined to be lonely and it didn't make him uncomfortable, but just lonesome. Seeing the infirmary needed some help, he slowly trudged towards the building, hands in pocets and head hung.

"Hello? Any one needs any help?"he asked, stepping inside. He looked around and saw a small group of 3 by a wall. Thinking they may need any assistance, he got closer. "Good noon ma'ams. Who would need any assistance for today?"he asked. Being raised in a hard community, you'd think manners were the least of his problems. But instead, he became the perfect gentleman under the careful eye of his lat mother.

He looked at the kid. "Well, it looks like it's about to heal. When did you get these anyways?" he asked, kneeling down to the boy. He held out his hands and started to do the prayer Apollo kids do to heal. And with a warm light ray, the wounds healed perfectly, and without a trace. Derek felt woozy, but smiled. "Oh and I'm Derek Retoll, son of Apollo."

"It's okay Dani." he smiled to his half sister. "He just needed a little fixing." he said. With his energy decreasing from the morning, he yawned a bit. Looks like he was more tired than he thought. "Well, as long as you guys don't need any help, I think I'll go back to my bunk." he said apologetic for leaving.