Ailsa had heard about what had happened from some of the rumours and from a small conversation by some students who had passed her in the morning. She had gone a little after they'd left the Gryffindor common room, and had stood at the entrance of the hospital wing, watching the small group of about two gryffindors and she was sure a hufflepuff fawn over Logan's bed, and she as someone who barely knew any of them, and wasn't even sure of her strange friendship with Logan didn't feel like interrupting him with his other friends. Ailsa felt bad about what had happened to Logan, she felt angry about it, she hated that someone had done that to someone that she did count as being her friend. Logan was that when she thought about it, they studied together in the late hours of the night when most others were asleep, it had been then that she had learned about the fact he loved muggle mathematics (which she had been quick to inform that she hated always hated) and in that moment decided as she walked away that she would try and get him a maths book of some kind, a little get well soon present. The problem was that Ailsa didn't have any muggle books about maths, she had to therefore dragged her cousin, Lydia, out of bed, and with her, they'd gone to her Lydia's cousin who worked in the library who had managed to leave school and come back with a book on maths like she'd asked, it was admittedly a second hand book with a hard back cover, and a faint old book smell. Ailsa couldn't have been happier about it, she had hugged her cousin and her cousin's cousin in massive thanks about it. Now, she stood hovering at the entrance of the Hospital Wing, watching the head of their house speak to Logan.
Ailsa had the book clutched close to her chest, her heart beating heavily hoping that her friend was both okay and that he would like the book that she was giving him, she hadn't understood much of it, so she assumed that it was the right kind of book. Ailsa had never really told anyone about her friendship, or growing friendship with Logan, it hadn't ever come up, simply hadn't been something she'd needed to mention. The gryffindor had needed help that one time, and subsequent times when they'd both been studying alone at night had helped her see him as a friend, but no one really knew since by the time anyone else was getting up they were both long gone from the common room. They were polite to each other, but they spoke about as much outside of that situation as they did in it, after all, they studied together they didn't discuss the issues of the day together. Ailsa couldn't copy the light hearted friendliness of the people who'd surrounded his bed before, she hadn't wanted to intrude where Logan might not have wanted her to when he was with those other people, but she hadn't wanted to not come see him. The head of their house seemed to be talking to Logan currently but, Ailsa entered the room, standing a little away from the bed, unable to hear what was being said, just waiting for the professor to leave, brushing strand of her hair from her face. She took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the book, waiting the few moment before the professor left and she gave the woman a small smile before finishing the distance to Logan's bed,
"Hi," she said softly, getting his attention once the professor had left, it was then she noticed the muffins and the new arithmancy book and suddenly wondered if her old second hand book, about old muggle maths had been as good an idea as it had seemed at the time. She smiled at her friend finding it not as forced as she had thought it might be, "Here, I thought you might like something to help pass the time," she sounded almost nervous as she spoke, anticipating his reaction as she handed over the book, where the title read, A Basic History of Mathematics: Volume 1. She stood a little awkwardly, "Can I sit down?" she asked pointing to a chair beside his bed.
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