Left Wing .

Leah was sitting next to Matilda's bed, rather unhappy. She felt very ill, and was kind of waiting/hoping to be there from when Matilda wakes up from her rest. Leah shouldn't be there, and the lady insisted, but she told her she knew she was catching it, so it didn't matter anymore, if anything, it's best she stays there. She had the Daily Prophet in her hand, looking through it casually. "Oh, that's new," she'd say, eyebrows raised, and legs crossed as she read through each article. "Oh, how drastic." She'd then say, at a new article. "Oh my goodness! Who would have thought?" at yet another article. "Preposterous." she then said, shaking her head. She just casually waited for her dear cousin to awake, fighting the urge of barfing all over her.

"Um, Madame.." Dianna mumbled. "I've just been sent from Charms and I don't feel well. I was meaning to come in before this but.. I kind of threw up all over the floor. Do you have anything for an upset stomach? I'm sure it was just something I ate." Of course, it wasn't just something she ate. She was getting sick, just the same as everyone else in the school.

Leah eyed Dianna, and sighed. Poor kid. She probably caught what Tilly had. Well, this is weird. Why is everyone getting sick?

"Hellooooo Miss Matilda, Leah!" Will strutted in the hospital cheerfully. Like the rest of the Sawyers, he was the complete epitome of health: Walking at an energized pace, red rosy cheeks full of life, and bright excited eyes! In his hand, he had a small bouquet of flowers which he had picked from the grounds twenty minutes together, and they were tied off of what looked like a hair ribbon of Emily's.

He placed them on the stand beside Matilda's, and he turned to Leah cheerfully.

"I hope YOU have caught this nasty virus." he said.

Leah blinked, but stuck her chest out. "I happen to be unaffected by it," she said lying, and smirked. "I bet you're just putting up an act. I hear the virus is attacking all the assholes of the school. It must have messed up on Matilda, though."

Dianna walked right past Will and Leah's stupid bickering and laid down on a bed, closing her eyes and trying to block out everything else.

"Oh, hi Dianna!-You're looking peaky together!" Will quickly waved hello at her, before turning to Leah, blinking and looking surprised as an act.

"Why haven't you caught it, then?"

She glared at you. "Go bother someone else, Will!" she snapped angrily.

"Shut up, Will.." Dianna groaned. She did not look peaky, nor sound it at all.

"I'm doing nothing wrong," Will said casually, as he ignored Dianna. "I just wanted to drop these flowers off for my good friend, Matilda."

Matilda was asleep. Well, it was more of an unconscious state, but she looked so... peaceful. Maybe even a little pretty. She laid in the bed, curled up under the covers and breathing softly. She was dressed in those simple blue-and-white striped pajamas, to make her more comfortable, as she had been out for a while.

Leah rolled her eyes. "Yeah? Bullshit. Why'd you say you hoped I'd get this? Nobody even knows what this is." She said, waving her arms in the direction of Matilda.

"Oh, it's probably like the Black Plague on steroids, or something. Except..." Will shifted his eyes towards Matilda, and studied her sleeping body, his eyes upon the peaceful face for a moment. It was a rare sight to see Matilda so calm like that.

"Do you think she's going to die?" He asked, sounding rather serious.

Leah giggled. "No. She scared me though, when I saw her in the washrooms."

"Didn't she faint?" Will glanced at her again, looking rather grave. "Leah, that's not really good, you know. Even I know that much about sickness."

Matilda stirred, and sighed. Her eyes were still closed, and her thoughts were coming to very slowly. She heard voices, but she couldn't quite register who was speaking or what they were even saying.

"Oh-Hey! I think she's waking up, right now!" Will exclaimed, looking at her excitedly.

Leah looked worried for a moment, then dropped down next to Matilda. "Matilda- Can you hear me?"

Derek then entered and stood next to Will. The height difference was exceptionally shocking, considering how one was so tall and another was so short. "Oh, God, she looks horrible."

Matilda stirred again, furrowing her brows together. "Uuugh..." she murmured, trying to open her eyes. The light hurt them. "Ugh."

Leah was still leaning over Matilda, when Derek pulled her back. "Jeez, give her some air. And give yourself some air, she could make you sick too."

"Who...?" Matilda started. She looked around, but her vision was blurred from the light. She blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision.

"Matilda!" Leah punched Derek away in the arm, and ran back over. "You're awake! How do you feel?"

Matilda lifted her hand to her face, wiping that gunk out of the corners of her eyes and trying to wake up. A small ache formed in the back of her skull from the yelling. "... Sick."

"Obviously." She sat back down. "You're not doing too well,"

Matilda's vision finally cleared, and she could see. She looked around, and her eyes landed on Will. Her brows furrowed in confusion. What the hell was he doing here? Am I hallucinating or something? "Will, what are you...?" she didn't finish her sentence. She felt like she was going to throw up again.