(F)Not the cleverest idea!

[Girty Hubbles]

Girty sat still on the floor. She had seen and heard everything that went on and she was rooted to the spot. After a few deep breaths she stood up and walked slowly over towards the now dead troll. She ignored Boggleworth and Grace and continued to walk.

She looked into the trolls face and its pale eyes. She reached down and shut the creatures eyes. She could not believe that Bog had killed it. The anger was building up in her, an Innocent creature had been killed. She turned around to face Boggleworth. She did not care if he was in pain. Good he deserves it she thought.
"Why did you kill it!" She started to Shout at Bog. "Why Bog? Tell me."

[Dr. Bunchington]

"Miss Hubbles, really! Control yourself." Munchy instructed. "As if Mr Boggleworth hasn't been through enough... In all my years..."
Dr Bunchington searched through his mind for a possible course of action but could think of none. He would have to play it as it came.

[Girty Hubbles]

Girty took a few deep breaths and before daring to say anything again.
"Sorry Dr Bunchington I did not mean..." She broke off and looked to the floor. She knew she had to say sorry to Bogglewroth as well.
"Sorry...Sorry for shouting at you Bog. I did not mean to question your actions. i..well i do not know what, apart form i was in the wrong."
She tried a weak smile but she felt as if she was about to be sick due to guilt.

[Dr. Bunchington]

"Thats a little better but i liked the forcefulness of before. What he did was wrong, you should all know that. As i said before the ministry will know about the spell and so we best get moving."

[Prof Grace Marks]

Grace looked up at Dr Bunchington. "Bracchium Emendo, to mend bones, I'll have to remember that. I couldn't so I thought I would just bind it till we came across someone such as yourself, sir, who could help." She looked back at Bog. "Don't worry about me mentioning this, sir. I won't. Where should we go, though?" she asked Dr Bunchington. "And what should we do with the troll, God rest his soul."

[Dr. Bunchington]

"Return to your rooms and i'll deal with the troll. I just hope we can fool the ministry." Munchy explained. he was going to have to work to hard get rid the huge beast respectfully.

[Girty Hubbles]

Girty took a deep breath and looked at Dr Bunchington.
"i will help you. I do not fear the ministry. this troll deserves to be put to rest peacefully. Two people will be better then one."

For once in Girty's life she was not scared. If the ministry caught her and took away her powers however then she would be in trouble. Her hand started to shake but she wanted to show no fear.

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth slowly, ever so slowly regained conciousness it was like struggling to keep his head above the water. He looked around blearly eyed and asked hoarsely "why are we in the forest?" he looked around dazed and his eyes focused on the troll and slowly it came back to him, he cleared his throat then said in a strangled voice "what the hell did I do? it's not, dead is it? nooo, why?" he sank back down onto the floor tears streaming down his dirty cheeks making a pathway through the grime.

[Prof Grace Marks]

Grace knelt by Bog and listen to Munchy. She wouldn't be able to simply go to her room like a naughty puppy. However, the thought crossed her mind that the ministry might take away her wand. She would have to go home and stay all year round with her father, that she would not be able to stand.

Then Bog regained conciousness. She stood up and stepped away from him. She did not look at him, the tears welling upp in her eyes. She blinked them away and looked at Girty, "there is little two silly huflepuff girls can do to- to save a silly boy. Let's go!"

[Henry Boggleworth]

Boggleworth moaned "oh what the hell, it's friggin happened now, we can't turn back the clock, if only we could!" he staggered to his feet clutching his arm and he muttered an apology "I'm so sorry, why did it happen? I really don't know...but it's ruddy well happened now, so let's be off" he said trying to be strong why the hell did I do that? he wondered. He staggered off he yearned for Grace or Girty to help him but knew they wouldn't as he'd done a terrible deed.

[Prof Grace Marks]

Grace was angry and confused at Bog but saw him struggling. She couldn't just let him stagger after all the times he had helped her stay strong and on her feet. She walked to him and took his good hand. She pulled his arm around her neck and took his waist. "There! Is that better?" she asked with a forced smile.

[Henry Boggleworth]

"yeah!" said Boggleworth with forced cheerfullness "cheers!" thank God she hasn't deserted me otherwise I'd have rolled over and died "this means a lot to me Grace," he whispered tears springing into his eyes "thanks" he said hoarsely, then the tears just flowed out and he couldn't stop them, he sobbed on her shoulder, in his mind he was berating himself pull yourself together, be strong but he just couldn't, he needed Grace more than she'd ever know.

[Prof Grace Marks]

Grace was suprised to see Bog cry. She was shorter then he was and it looked uncomfortable to have his head on her shoulder. She put her other arm around his shoulders and patted his back gently. "It's okay," she whispered, "it's alright, I'm here ..." She stoked his hair afectionatly and put her cheek against his head. "It's all over now! We can go back to reality now!"

[Henry Boggleworth]

"good" mumbled Boggleworth in a bare whisper between his tears. "Thanks" he mumbled hugging Grace, "I don't know what I'd do without you!" exclaimed Boggleworth hugging Grace tight tears still streaming down oh well best to let it out he thought

[Prof Grace Marks]

Grace had not seen this side of Bog in the longest time. She hugged him back, a warm trickle of tear running down her cheek. She couldn't stay angry at Bog when he was showing her this side of his personality; a side which, behind his strong suit of armour, could be harmed and consoled as he did for her when she truly needed it.