Alex sighed miserably as he was lead towards the direction of the Hospital Wing by Professor McGonagall. Scowling he crossed his arms over his chest, "I do not see why I have to go to the Hospital Wing, Professor." Minerva McGongall didn't seem fazed by his comment, "Because you came into the Great Hall limping, Mr.Grenwood"

"I am in perfect health Professor."
McGonagall snorted, "Because limping is a good testament to your health."
"I am perfectly fine ma'am."
"We'll see once Madam Pomfrey takes a look at you."
Seeing as he evidently lost this battle, Alex decided to let her continue dragging him. Now how to fool the Mediwitch he mused.......
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Groaning internally, Alex wondered how stupid he was to think that he could have fooled the diagnostic scans that the Nurse would obviously run on him. After her scans, Madam Pomfrey promptly shoo'ed McGonagall out from the Hospital Wing and all but shoved some potion vials into his hand and commanded him to drink it all down. After doing so, Madam Pomfrey instructed him to lie down and 'informed' him that he would be staying the night to monitor him for any illnesses. Ignoring the protests coming from her patient, she left the room.

Sighing, his eyes roamed around the room his eyes immediately fell on the unconscious form of none other than the famous Albus Potter. Suddenly everything clicked. Why the Gryffindors suddenly decided to target him. Why the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were outright staring at him. Why the Slytherins clapped him on his back, exclaiming how they knew he would make a great Slytherin all along.....

TBC
I have the story somewhat planned but I have something to do now so yeah XD