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Zamir left the grand hall quickly and found a quiet spot. He clutched at his chest as he fought to find air.Apparently he had been holding his breath almost the entire time. His head was throbbing and even the smallest of sounds still got to him. From what he could tell before the grand hall's door had closed a fight seemed to have broken out. He was very thankful to have gotten out of there before that happened.He squatted down on the ground and leaned on a wall, his hands over his head as he fought to regain what was left of his sanity. He knew without a doubt that Xenos would follow him. Although he wished he wouldn't.It was times like these that Zamir felt like a burden to others. Never did he like others to pity him...ever.He also knew that Xenos was not pitying him but just being a good friend. He still wished Xenos wouldn't do this for him as often as he did.

Zamir turned and looked at Xenos with a mixture of relief and frustration. His head was throbbing hard still but he spoke non the less,"You didn't have to come..I can take care of myself" he said his teeth lightly clenched in pain. "Besides, the nurse is preoccupied remember" his hands still gripped his pale strands of hair tightly as he tried to quell the throbbing. Curse the boy for being so nice. Yet sometimes he thought he was TOO nice. Yet from what his notes told that kindness was only a small bit of him. There was so much more to him then what was seen on the surface.

Zamir first rolled his eyes before they widened when Xenos scooped him up. He let out a long sigh but smiled afterwords. He could just be so stubborn sometimes. "Well if you insist on taking me to the common room can I request one thing of you?" he said in a very calm polite tone. No hint of any problem on his face.

"could you slow down just a tad" he said as his face went pale and he looked positively ashen. The room was still spinning and even their light conversation was making his head throb in unmentionable pain. Of course he didn't wish to burden Xenos but this was feeling a little too intense for him to ignore. "Unless you'd like your shoes and robes to be a different color temporarily" he joked as he tried not to release predigested materials all over his friend.

Second Year Slytherin Student: SaLevera Sykes


Levera held her tongue, but her eyes flashed dangerously. Eraz was treading on thin ice with her, she might even be willing to admit that she loathed him. She twitched as the enchanted parchment was placed on her shoulder, but resisted the urge to move. There were so many different ways her temper wanted to explode at him, he was reminding her too much of the grandmasters at the compound, she swore she would never return there. She all ready hated the man....that probably wasn't a good thing considering he was gonna be teaching a class that Sod's law was gonna dictate she had to take.

Levera rose gracefully to her feet and kept her head lowered so that she wouldn't be tempted to curse him out as she jogged out of the Great Hall. She noticed Therian looking at her, worry on his face. Levera shook her head, silently telling him to stay out of this. She made her way out of the hall, wondering vaguely if Eraz's goal was to humiliate her with this punishment. It wouldn't work, she didn't care what any of the people in that room thought of her...except perhaps Charlotte, but Charlotte would likely feel sympathy or understanding for her.

Levera managed to tuck herself in an out of the way section of the corridor. She thought about ignoring the b*****d teacher, but decided against it. He would probably know if she decided not to. She sighed and dropped in her most hated Shoto Kan stance. She spread her legs beyond shoulder width apart and sat as if there was an invisible chair under her, she tucked her elbows in and made fists, the weights on her shoulders went active and she grunted. Her legs almost went out from under her, but Levera held herself upright. Less than a minute in her legs started shaking, Levera growled at herself. She was much stronger than this, but exhaustion was taking over...she hadn't been sleeping because of Ferreus. He had left her alone for the last several hours, but she knew he was reveling in her discomfort.

Five minutes in Levera was sweating....she was getting more and more frustrated with herself. Without weights and in peak shape she could hold this position for at least five hours. Ten minutes in she was whimpering, her thighs burned and shook. She cursed herself out, she was stronger than this. Fifteen minutes in she felt her head go light and her vision blur out. The weights on her shoulder felt like they weighed a million pounds. Dehydration, malnutrition and exhaustion took over and Levera's body gave up keeping her conscious. She blacked out before she hit the floor.



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“Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength.”

Zamir smiled but did not reply as his stomach decided to flip at that exact moment. He kept quiet and kept moving without complaining. His head was clearing up a bit and the room was not spinning as bad as it had been earlier. He sighed heavily as they got closer to the Grand Staircase. Hopefully he'd feel much better by the time they reached it.


((moving to Grand Staircase now))