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Sick. Specifically in the form of a runny nose, hot forehead, and a dry throat. It was...sickening and to think that poor, mistreated Velma Kelly had to suffer the worse as soon as she got settled into the trashy common room for Slytherin. Kharma was truly a bitch sometimes and it was being a downright bitch to Velma. Sure, the logical thing would be to go to the Hospital Wing, but Velma was new to this magic thing and wasn't too keen on getting some 'voodoo freak magick' to cure her.

The fever did die down, but the sneezing, the running, and the dryness was still there, for God's sake. Beginning to really hate the Slytherin common room interior, Velma decided on a stroll. It was a morning and the next logical thing to do was to go to the Great Hall for breakfast. Velma was hungry, therefore the Great Hall it was.

The Slytherin table wasn't hard to find (Banners were a dead give-away) and Velma decided to stay as far away from the...ahem, colorful crowd of Slytherin House by sitting in a secluded section of the table. The food was good. Free was always good, but it would be so much more enjoyable if she'd just stop sneezing. "It's this damn school." She growled and she was sure she couldn't be convinced otherwise.