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After dinner, while Bella is squirreled away in her and Tony's room reading her History textbook as though it's a fantasy novel (for the two bear significant resemblance)...
Artemis Burberry is in her room, on Patricia Hall, lamenting to her great horned owl about the lack of relatively private fireplaces for Floo calls here, and wondering where her roommate is.
(Who names their daughter "Sherlock", anyway?)
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The teacher frowns, and inspects Tony's progress, and then says, "Miss Swan, as you are doing well, will you please escort Miss Sherlock to the healer's office? We will be doing this charm for two consecutive days and you should not fall behind."
"I - sure," says Bella, sticking her vine wand back in her hair and catching the teacup when it threatens to clatter off her desk. "Sherlock. Sherlock, let's go, okay?" She puts her hand on his elbow.
"I - sure," says Bella, sticking her vine wand back in her hair and catching the teacup when it threatens to clatter off her desk. "Sherlock. Sherlock, let's go, okay?" She puts her hand on his elbow.
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Bella has to consult her map to find the healer, but it's not a complicated route. "What's wrong?" she murmurs.
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"Well - maybe the healer can help, I know there's sleeping potions, I saw one in our syllabus for in December," Bella says encouragingly. "I thought you were sleeping, the first night - you were really quiet - you were just lying there?"
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"I can't... sleep... with anyone... there," he says haltingly.
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"...Oh. Why didn't you ask me to go have a sleepover with Tony - or at least ask when I would be in the library so you could have a nap in the afternoon?"
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She bites her lip. Here's the healer's office.
"Healer Song!" she calls, gleaning term of address from the plaque on the door.
A middle-aged Asian wizard in white robes emerges from the recesses of the infirmary, currently unoccupied by damaged children. "Yes, Miss...?"
"I'm Bella Swan and this is Sherlock. Ms. Muller sent us because Sherlock spaced out in class. Sleep debt," she adds. "Can't sleep with anyone there. We're roommates, what should I do?"
Healer Song tuts and peers at Sherlock. "How long have you been without sleep? Two days?"
"Healer Song!" she calls, gleaning term of address from the plaque on the door.
A middle-aged Asian wizard in white robes emerges from the recesses of the infirmary, currently unoccupied by damaged children. "Yes, Miss...?"
"I'm Bella Swan and this is Sherlock. Ms. Muller sent us because Sherlock spaced out in class. Sleep debt," she adds. "Can't sleep with anyone there. We're roommates, what should I do?"
Healer Song tuts and peers at Sherlock. "How long have you been without sleep? Two days?"
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"All right. Well, for the immediate problem -" He fetches a dark brown potion from one of the cupboards. "Drink up. One won't hurt you. And then perhaps you'll be awake enough to tell us more about how your roommate can help you with getting to sleep at night."
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Sherlock looks at the potion.
Sherlock drinks the potion.
Most of that dazed, distant look goes out of him.
Sherlock drinks the potion.
Most of that dazed, distant look goes out of him.
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"There, that's better. Now. What can your roommate do that will allow you to get sleep? Do you know if sleeping potions are sufficient to solve the problem, or do you wind up fighting them off?" Healer Song asks briskly.
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"Well, please tell us everything you can about your sleeping problem, and we can get a better idea of what combination of solutions might work, because even if potions do the trick it's not a good idea to rely on them nightly for long," says Healer Song. "How long has it been going on? How does it manifest?"
nobodyelse
"I can't sleep when anyone else is there," he says. "Except my sister. I've never had to share a room with anyone else before, so I didn't know it was this... bad. I tried to sleep the first night and I couldn't. The second night I... still couldn't."
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The healer nods sympathetically.
Bella pipes up. "There's hours of free time in the afternoon. I could be in the library from four to lights out every day, and that's not a whole night's sleep but it's some? Why didn't you nap when I was in the library before?"
Bella pipes up. "There's hours of free time in the afternoon. I could be in the library from four to lights out every day, and that's not a whole night's sleep but it's some? Why didn't you nap when I was in the library before?"
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"I tried," he murmurs. "But I didn't know if you would come back."
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"I think," says Healer Song, "that I should give you a pass to skip your remaining classes, Sherlock, and you should catch up on proper sleep until your roommate returns to your room this evening, which it sounds like she's quite willing to avoid until late in the evening, and tomorrow you should come by after your classes and I'll give you a sleeping potion. If it doesn't allow to sleep while your roommate is present we'll have to work something else out, possibly a single occupancy or overriding the rule about placing siblings together for medical reasons. Does that sound good to you?"
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"Should I knock, or something, before coming in tonight?" Bella asks.