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Abbey's cold had not improved. Now, she was sure she had a fever of one hundred-five degrees, her chest hurt from coughing so hard, her nose was stuffed up and she had just been quite sick. All in all she was in a very unpleasant mood from being so ill. Her room mate was sick but not as much as she seemed to be, so to make sure Alyssa, Nia or Bella didn't catch anything worse or what she had, she pulled on some grey sweatpants, and a large black sweater over her tank top. Her brown hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and when she stepped out of the Dungeons, her head pounded painfully from the light and nose from the Halloween feast as she passed through the Entrance Hall.
When the Slytherin reached the Hospital Wing, she didn't do or say anything, she just walked over to a bed and layed down shivering. She pulled up a blanket up to her neck, and she sneezed three times in a row. "Excuse me," she mumbled in a hoarse voice. Classes were going to be hell, but she was going to go to them, she had to, no matter how sick she was, it was only a muggle cold after all, and she couldn't let her Professors think poorly of her, it wouldn't boad well.
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When the Slytherin reached the Hospital Wing, she didn't do or say anything, she just walked over to a bed and layed down shivering. She pulled up a blanket up to her neck, and she sneezed three times in a row. "Excuse me," she mumbled in a hoarse voice. Classes were going to be hell, but she was going to go to them, she had to, no matter how sick she was, it was only a muggle cold after all, and she couldn't let her Professors think poorly of her, it wouldn't boad well.
