Hogwarts Hospital Wing Novels & Stories

Of blood spilt in the name of legacy. "There are four wings," she continued, pointing as we passed through an arched corridor. "The north wing is for academic studies. East is combat training and strategy. West holds the restricted archives and faculty quarters...don’t even think about sneaking in there. And the South wing…" She wiggled her eyebrows. "That’s where all the fun happens." "Fun?" I echoed, wary. She smirked. "Let’s just say not every rule in that twelve-page handbook they gave you is strictly enforced."

“Let’s get you settled. You must be tired too.” I follow Glenn through the palace, my mouth practically hanging open as I try to take in the history surrounding us. I would love to have the freedom just to explore this magnificent place. He opens a random door and leads me into a passage. At least here it’s clean, well lit and I don’t have to hide. He takes me past several doors, opening one to his right and flicking on the light. “This is your room. All the witches will stay in this wing. Bathroom’s down the hall from here, second door on your left. You’ll have to share, I’m afraid.”

I guess that's where they eat. We went down the same Avenue and street and turned to the left at the end. I looked at Jeremy who was busy observing everything around us so he could go back and put em on the map. We walked for a good 5 or 10 more minutes and reached a building. It had a sloping roof, columns supporting it at the front. There were multiple widows lined one after the other and a single exit which was big enough to fit Hagrid. We climbed the free steps that were there in the front and went inside. There were a huge number of hybrids talking and chatting and eating. There were so many tables and benches placed in two rows with space in the middle to walk up right to the serving s

I said. "The secure wing..." "The ward is already gone," I said. "It went down tonight. Whatever protection was on that corridor, it's been down for hours." I looked at Draco. "He knew. He planned the herald at the gate as a distraction he planned all of it to get us out of the estate, away from them.." "I know," Draco said. "Then why are we standing here.." He was already moving.

Rowan hale "Where are we going" I asked micah, who has been dragging me around for almost ten minutes now, I don't know where he is taking me, I have never been to the southern part of the Academy. I had no reason to be, all our classes are at the northern wing, and the dorms at the west wing, I don't know what's at the east wing and south wing. I looked around the south wing and it was beautiful decorated with golden curtains and some beautiful paintings of wolves, the paintings were arranged beautiful on the wall, and in the middle there was a large painting of a black wolf howling Infront of a Red moon.

Mine. I walked through every hallway, checking on my people. Callum & Keiran’s Room – Gold and navy tones. Antique headboard. Silk sheets. A sitting area with a fireplace. I caught them mid laugh, shirtless, unpacking cologne and boots. Callum pulled me in for a kiss. “Ye did good, lass.” Rory’s Room – Sleek and masculine. Leather furniture. A whole ass office setup. He’d already set up four monitors and was installing a tea station. “This place is fuckin’ Hogwarts on steroids.”

"The heir's chambers are positioned with security considerations that differ from those of other family members." Luna Phoebe smoothly intervened. "The Royal Wing has three sections. The King's Quarters, the Heir's Quarters, and the Family Quarters. You'll be in the Family Quarters, which connects to the central courtyard garden. It's quite lovely, especially in the mornings."

The white walls illuminate under the sunlight falling through the glass windows beside two humongous beds that stand a few inches apart in the middle of the room. "Wow! This is something." Tessa says. We are used to luxury but I expected Hogwarts architecture when coming to this Academy. I walk towards the seating area on the left-hand side of the room, which has a huge modern fireplace and two big couches and a centre table in front of it. A red book lies on the centre table, the front cover embossed with a golden crest that bears a moon and a wand drawn on it. The Academy emblem. "Found the rulebook," I say.

“How a shameful way to die!” Sheels brought Hera to the Hospital Wing. It was an establishment quite as big as the Filling Realm and just as wide as the classroom buildings. It had about four glass windows, which had the same height as Hera. White curtains were drawn over it, though Hera could make out a silhouette of people moving on and about inside. Both of them passed through the ancient-looking double doors and were directed to a small chamber with a long counter in the corner. A nurse stood behind it, writing something on a piece of paper. She looked up when Sheels impatiently tapped the counter.

As if each injury and wound had a different method of treatment. “We need the green ribbon ointment, and the gauze from the blue ribbon box from the end box.” A woman says to her young son as he runs off to get what she asks. I have never seen such a strange manner of working, but it’s efficient and seems to be working, and I can see no one is left unattended. It seems that this is my Wolf Princess’s doing… I pick up her scent first as I approach the doors to the hospital wing. I reign in my aura as much as possible, not wanting her to spot me, but I manage to catch sight of her pretty fast and move to the shadows, observing her.