"Mr. Behrens, take Malfoy to the Hospital Wing!" Snape frowned. "Scourgify!"
Will waved his Wand. Two pieces of Licorice on the table became stretchers that floated on their own. He got Draco and Crabbe onto them and took them to the Hospital Wing.
On the way, Crabbe took a Sleeping Charm from Will and began snoring.
Will looked at Draco, who was still groaning. "I'm surprised, Draco. I didn't think you had it in you to go that far."
Draco, splattered with black potion, looked a little embarrassed. He forced a pained smile. "I didn't expect Furnace Valerian and Berryroot solution to react so violently."
Will shook his head. He remembered Malfoy had earned an Outstanding in Potions Class last term, too.
Before long, Will had delivered the two "unlucky souls" to the Hospital Wing.
Madam Pomfrey was nowhere in sight. Will glanced at Draco.
"She might be in a ward," Draco explained. "A lot of people have colds lately. It's not too bad these days, though. After the last Quidditch match, the Hospital Wing was almost full. Even Cedric and the others had runny noses for days."
When he had come here to study Healing Magic during that period, he had spent practically every day working as a nurse. It had taken the wealthy young heir some time to get used to it.
As they spoke, Madam Pomfrey emerged from a ward with a frown, carrying two large empty medicine bottles.
"Will? Mr. Malfoy? What happened?"
"There was an accident in Potions Class, Madam Pomfrey," Will explained. "His Cauldron exploded."
Madam Pomfrey seemed too busy to deal with them just then. "Good heavens, Mr. Malfoy, you do know how to give me trouble. Will, sorry for the trouble, but could you get them both into beds?
"I still need