Hogwarts Hospital Wing Novels & Stories

"We need to get to Willow." Once I have regained my balance, I head into the hospital with the witches following behind me. As we walk through the halls, people scatter away from me and the women walking with me. Whispers follow us through the corridors. Many of my pack members have not seen so many witches together in one place, and their eyes follow us as we make our way to Willow's hospital room. As we approach Willow's room, the doctor is waiting for us. He looks the witches up and down before opening the door to Willow's room. We shuffle inside the room, and Keena and Ward's eyes scan the sisters.

Thank fuck that I changed my pajamas after receiving a magical floating letter in my room. Clad in her gothic dress and lacy stockings paired with a wedged shoes, Maleficent’s straight black hair, and cobalt-colored eyes were the exact opposite of her glowing green eyes that matched the color of her teardrop-shaped brooch. Her horns and wings were displayed as she walked with confidence at the center of the hallway – rendering any creature from the three great dormitories speechless. Her stance reminded them that even if she was rumored to be the weakest among the Halflings, she was able to kill an angel without any qualms. Three Slaughter butterflies flew around her as she walked towards th

she claimed, painting a bright smile on her face. "I'll remember that," I responded, still feeling uncertain about telling anyone where I came from. Afterwards, we continued our tour around the castle. Martha led me to a grand terrace on the highest castle floor. It was the only place where I could see the whole residence. I learned that my chamber was in the west wing, where most of the rooms stayed empty, waiting for special guests. The most luxurious wing was the north one, occupied by the Duke, other members of his family if they decided to stay at the castle, and Sariel's closest employees. The south wing was the part where the lesser employees lived, including maids like Martha, while

They rarely get sunlight here, that’s for sure. All the more reason to be grateful for the giant-ass, floor-to-ceiling windows in the tall room. There were maroon-colored curtains on either side of the windows, with golden tassels holding them back. The center window had a little reading seat attached to it, and near the other two windows were two study desks. On either side of the room, there were two beds with canopies over them, maroon and gold, as if I’d walked into the Gryffindor Dorms in Harry Potter.

She said-" Welcome to Witchward Wizard School. Hope you have a great year here. This is the schedule and a map of the place, I am Maggie, head of the student council. If you guys need anything let me know okay? We nodded and accepted the scroll. She also informed us of our room allotted in the C wing of the school for the juniors. We were supposed to reach the gate of the C wing where we will be assisted to our rooms. We followed the instruction and reached the destination. All the junior year students stood before the gate of C wings and waited for someone to come over and we saw a dwarf man standing with a paper board in hand. He said while still looking at the scroll he was holding with a

Della had no idea of what this woman was trying to show her, but she had no intentions of backing down now, either. She stepped past the queen and into the lobby of the hospital wing. It literally looked like a tornado had hit it. It was all but destroyed, littered with debris everywhere. Everything was thrown about and out of place and the walls and windows were broken and busted.

She doubted she would ever get over it. "How many wings are there?" Luna chuckled at the young woman's awe. "Four. The East and the west wing are for visitors. The south is for us workers and the North wing's for the master and Young Master." Sylvia frowned. "Young Master? Mr. Wells' son?"

Rose answered, she led the way to the west-wing and I followed behind. "What is it about the wings in the palace?" I asked Rose out of curiosity. "The west-wing is where all the Queen, Mistresses, Concubines and Princesses stay, The East-wing is where all the Princes and the King stay, The south-wing are for the workers of the palace and the North-wing are for guests" Rose explained, I nodded in understanding. "and yes the Central-wing belongs to only the Queen,King, crown prince and crown princess. No other person apart from their personal maids have been there," Rose explained further.

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.

“You—you can’t just—” “I can,” I cut him off. “And I did. Find them proper rooms. Use the rest of the hospital. No excuses.” He stared at me, pale as a ghost, but gave a stiff nod. “Yes… Luna.” The patients were wheeled further inside, but when I followed, my chest tightened. The so-called Omega wing had been shoved into a cramped corner barely five rooms, beds crammed together, equipment as old as time. It was suffocating. My jaw clenched as I imagined them left here, hidden away, as if they were less than the rest of us.