Hogwarts Hospital Wing Novels & Stories

If anything, I was so sure that I wasn't lost. "No, I'm not." I managed a smile. "I was just heading to my chambers." "Are you sure? Because your chamber is in the West wing." She said, making me confused. "I don't understand." I whispered. "Luna, the castle has four wings. The east, west, north, and south. They are all structurally alike, which is why you must have missed your way." Even if she explained so softly and meekly, I still felt quite embarrassed.

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.”

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.

"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.

The dull ache in my temples only increased when the guard opened the door to my new room, waving me inside with a stony face. The room was small. There was little furniture save for the wooden beds and the small ugly dresser at the edge of the room. The round, blue-tinted windows opened to a depressing view of the dark castle with its slick black walls and fire pits littering the foyer. “Thank you, Hagrid,” Bella’s voice whispered behind me and I held my breath, catching her hard orange-brown eyes as her feline face sharpened in the yellow light of the room. The door closed with a heavy thud behind us and silence twitched in the air between us.

This whole thing is mentally overwhelming, and sleep is all I want, even though I’m not going to get it for a while. I turn and head after Colton, trace their steps down a corridor, turn right through the door they went, which takes me along a short hall, through two double doors into a proper set up infirmary. It’s already like a mini hospital wing, which is weird given our kinds ability to heal, so I guess this is from when the witch side of Colton’s family who stayed here. It’s white, large, yet crowded with cabinets full of potion bottles on every wall. Some of it looks dated, but mostly there are modern additions, obviously brought with Colton’s own medics who are hurriedly wading in an

“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.

After a lengthy discussion with the head of the palace knights, my father issued a decree confining Aunt Cassandra to the castle's north wing room, known as the 'Locus de Paenitenia,' in the hope that she would reflect on her actions. The castle was divided into four wings: south, north, east, and west. The east wing housed Prince Harold and his family, while we resided in the west wing. Princess Cassandra and her family lived in the east wing. The north wing, on the other hand, contained rooms where those who had transgressed were housed. The type and intensity of torment in the north wing varied depending on the severity of one's transgressions.