Coughing Fits (Contagious and spreading)

[cronon]

December 3, 2008
1 1/2 weeks from contraction[/size]

Alexander couldn't believe his luck. The snow was falling pretty much every day now, and as it was getting colder, his cold he found to have had now for about a week only became progressively worse. He sighed as he sat down in the common room on the couch in front of the fire. He was trying to read for herbology, but every time he found he looked down at the book, he coughed. Or itched, depending on what mood struck him when. However, the itching had become apart of every day life for the Huffle, for with his skin condition he was becoming more and more used to the constant itching on the back of his neck. His back being slightly itchy was different though, and as he moved on the couch slightly another sudden urge to itch appeared itself.

He sighed again as he coughed and moved back and forth on the couch cushion to itch in between his shoulder blades. It wasn't easy, but eventually he got the itch to stop once more. Back to his reading again, he grabbed a tissue that he had brought with him and blew his nose, trying not to think about how gross snot actually was. "Ugh..." he groaned slightly and then shook his head. He'd get past this cold... well, he'd try to at least. On the table before him, other than the random piece of parchment here and there, was a glass of some of the tea he'd boughten from the apocethary's just a couple weeks prior. He'd known then he was getting sick, he could just feel it... and now there he was. Picking up the glass, he inhaled it's warm fumes and slowly took a sip. It was warm, and eased the back of his throat, the runny nose, and especially, the coughing fits.

(OPEN TO ANY; REMEMBER, HE IS CONTAGIOUS NOW)

[Matilda Wentworth]

Snow. Went. Cold. White. Everywhere. Snow. Awesome? Yes.

Matty loved the snow, that is when she wasn't trying to run from a class out on the grounds to one inside, or vice versa. It was probably her favourite thing about winter. It provided so much entertainment for one. The Hufflepuff girl had been having a snow fight with her best mates for the past hour or so. They had made snow angles, snowmen, and in the end, snow forts for their snowball war. It had been exhilarating and enjoyable, but as expected, the four turned out soaking wet, and shivering. The grounds were only just beginning to get dark, but they decided it wasn't worth it to stay out there any longer, at the risk of any of them getting sick. In Matty's case, getting sick again.

The teenager retired to her House, pretty much dripping with icy pieces and droplets of water. She didn't even bother to check who was in the Common Room as the girl raced up to her dorm, and pulled off her skinny jeans and jacket. The girl changed into a pair of black trackies and a red tee-shirt.. She pulled her hair up into a messy bun, as the ends were teased with water. As Matty walked back into the Common Room, ugg boots on her feet, she realised that there was indeed someone else in there. The Quidditch Captain had noticed through the week that Alexander, one of her fellow house mates and friends, had looked on the ill-side. She walked across to him, sitting in the lounge chair opposite the Seventh year. "Aww, Alex, you look terrible. How're you feeling?" she asked with concern, however offering him an understanding smile.