Josephine was in the library taking notes on a rose she had been growing in a pot. She sat at a table, skethcing away in her notebook. Of course, when Josephine leaned over a little to look at the rose more closely, her hand slipped and ended up cutting her index finger. Josephine cringed in pain, and tried to close her notebook with the other hand. But she ended up getting a paper cut on her ring finger. She sighed deeply, and stared at both her cuts on each hand sadly.

Lana had wanted to get in some extra studying, considering her first class was soon. Seing as she had just moved here, she would be behind on all the work. She stepped into the library as it was one of the quietest places she knew of. She looked around, seeing that most tables were occupied by two or more people and she didn't really want to go through the grilling process. She walked over to a table with only one girl at it, bag over her shoulder. Brie was about to say Hi when she noticed that the girl was bleeding. "Are you okay?" she asked concerned, they looked like simple cuts. However, she knew from previous experiences that it was the smaller ones that hurt the most. She stood waiting for a reply, and started playing with the strap for her bag with one hand, and twirling her hangin layers with her other hand.

Quickly she lifted her head up, and turned in her chair slightly to see the girl who was standing near her. Josephine smiled slightly, wanting to hide the stinging pain that shot through her fingers. "Oh, hello. Yes I'm fine. Just two minor cuts." She tried to sound as reassuring as possible, but it was a little bit difficult.

"Doesn't look like minor cuts" she said. "Do you want me to take you to get them checked at the Hospital Wing or," she lowered his voice at this bit, "Do you want me to fix them and plaster them? Just until you feel you don't need them." she said, she had fixed many cuts in her life with magic, trying to copy what her dad did without getting caught by her mum.

Josephine wasn't too fond of going to the Hospital Wing. It sort of bothered her. "Erm..could you fix them?" She asked hopefully. That would easier, anyway.