Hogwarts AU (kind of) // Possible student/teacher // possible soft medical kink

[wardennolonger]

Anders could only sum up his past few weeks here as amazing. After spending his life running and hiding for what he was, to discover a world of magic such as this was the stuff of his dearest dreams. He had needed an escape from his own world, for his crimes there would mean he would be hunted until his death. Tavinter magic offered him a one way

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Scenario 2 please?

[shedsthelight]

Seiji Date was one of the easier students to work with. He was not only very good in class but he was also quiet and less likely to cause a disturbance. His skills in healing magic were notably impressive. Then again, this was one of his favorite classes in school. But, it was more than that.

He actually admired his professor. Not something he would readily admit to but it was a fact. So sometimes he took longer to leave the class just to watch the man work a little bit longer. To learn some new things had been the point of it originally. However, feelings could shift over time and he was hardly unaware of what had happened. He had dated once or twice in the past.

"Forgive me, professor. I hadn't given you my essay yet on healing herbs." It was actually a fact so it wasn't as if he were lying about that.

Rightoh! :)

[wardennolonger]

"Oh?" his brows floated up in surprise. "And why is that, Seiji? You're usually so punctual." Anders wasn't as cynical as the more experienced teachers-- he let little things slide with his students, but only when when he he considered them worthy of it.

He finished packing everything that had been handed in into his bag, and slung the strap across his shoulder. He turned his attention more fully onto his student then, turning and sitting against the corner of his desk.

"Is there something important happening that I should be aware of?" he questioned gently. Seiji had never given him any reason to doubt before; if he was late, he must have good reason.

[shedsthelight]

"When you were collecting it, I remembered something more I wanted to add in." Something like that. Seiji offered a bit of a smile as he adjusted his bag so it rested more comfortably on his shoulders.

"Your experience in this area is admirable. I wished to you that I've learned a great deal in your class." Basically, he'd been trying to impress him a bit. Something he didn't typically do but there was something about his professor he actually liked.

He shifted slightly and the other eye that he usually hid behind his hair was revealed for just a moment. "I hope you do not mind, Professor, that it was handed in just now."

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[alwaysjusttonks]

Tonks had been rounding a corridor when she was hit. She couldn't hear the incantation so she didn't know what spell had been used. All she knew was that it felt like her skin was burning, but without any signs of redness. She quickly walked into the hospital wing.

"yes, ello. I seem to have been hit by a curse, origins unknown"

((ooc- take this as fetish-y as you'd like, mun is game)

[aishiteru_aniki]

Suboshi stayed near the door, cradling his right arm. He had never been one for doctors but with a very obvious tear in his clothing and a good sized gash causing blood to stream down his arm..he didn't have much choice but to hunt down the infirmary

[wardennolonger]

"How on earth did you manage to do that?" Anders asked in good humor. He'd leave the rest of the stocking to do for later, it wasn't as urgent as a bleeding student.

"Come over here, take a seat," Anders invited, gesturing to the nearest hospital bed with the kind of warmth and professionalism that hinted to years of experience with the injured. Anders had seen a lot of strange maladies working in Dark Town, and a little gash wasn't enough to make him bat an eye.

"If you please roll up your sleeve, I'd like to take a look."

[aishiteru_aniki]

Suboshi had been trying to come up with a good lie to tell about how he had injured himself as he had made his way to the infirmary. He didn't know the teacher well enough to know if he could be trusted to not rush him off to the nearest disciplinary committee member. Unfortunately, Suboshi wasn't very good at coming up with intelligent excuses. Walking over he sat down on the bed, keeping his eyes averted from the face of the other man.

"I was practicing.." That was the only explanation that Suboshi offered as he started to roll up his sleeve. He flinched a little as the jostling made his arm ache. He wasn't sure if it was broken, bruised or just cut but whatever it was..it hurt like hell. Considering what he had found himself trapped under it wasn't surprising. The gash had happened when he tried to free himself.

[loyal_granger]

Hermione loved being a prefect, though she violently loathed ending up on the wrong end of hexes while breaking up fights. Such was the case now, when she'd pulled a pair of bickering Slytherin girls apart, only to unwittingly step in the way of a spell that one of them had been attempting to sneakily cast at the other. Now, she was feeling warm, feverish, and could feel her heart pounding in her chest along with a strange sensation of restlessness, and so she did what any sensible young girl would do. She went to the hospital wing.

Upon entering, she wrapped her arms around herself, not used to simply walking in there. During her few visits to this part of the castle, she'd either been visiting or had been so sick as to be comatose. Hearing that voice call out to her, she raised her head a little, trying to control her bout of the shakes.

"I-... I seem to have a b- bit of a problem. A hex, it seems, but I-... I don't know what it did, exactly."

[wardennolonger]

"Hm," a frown creased Anders' face. He abandoned his stockings duties for a later time; a troubled student was certainly more urgent. "So the afflicting hex is unknown? That could be a bit of a problem..." stepping around the corner of the nearest hospital cot, Anders invited the young woman to sit with a wave of his hand. She looked... familiar to him, as he'd perhaps seen her in one of his classes, or in the hall.

"Could you please describe your symptoms for me, miss...?" the name alluded him. Anders did have a mind for remembering patients, but he was new after all and there were quite a large number of students at the school. "My apologies, your name please?"

[loyal_granger]

His immediate concern made her worry that she looked worse than she was, or that she was perhaps worse than she thought, and so Hermione obligingly sat down on the cot. "Granger," she murmured quietly. "Madam Pomfrey should have a small record on me on file."

[wardennolonger]

Anders opted to to bother with the file in a moment; he first wanted to check for any immediate damage the unknown hex might be causing.

"Do you often find yourself on the wrong end of these kinds of spells, Ms. Granger?" he spotted the prefect badge as he observed her, unable to hide the tiniest of smiles. "All for the greater good, I suppose?"

Anders had a bit of a problem with authority on the best of days, but he thought that his one's heart was probably in the right place. He observed a reddening of the skin, and noted the student's apperent breathlessness.

"Do you feel hot at all, Ms. Granger?" he questioned, touching her forehead with the back of his hand.

[dulsanaya]

The little-silver haired elf looked at the mage curiously. She had wondered what became of him after Kirkwall. Apparently Merrill's mirror went some of the same places Avernus' did. It had been a long time since she took the Therin brothers, her Alistair and Anders from her own story, down to the Deep Roads for their last hurrah. To find any Warden, so many years from their actual time or place, nearly caused her to forget herself. Blinking tears, a soft mental voice answered, 'You have helped this elvhen already.'