Noata woke in the Hospital Wing, feeling quite sore and achey. He knew he had dueled Keith, but all he remembered was freezing the Fiendfyre before he could burn his entire body and a sharp pain in his arm. After that, all he could remember was blackness. He let his eyes flutter open and shut for a few moments, adjusting to the light in the room. He had no idea what he looked like, or if they had been able to heal his cuts and burns, just that he was laying in a bed.

Klaus was standing in front of his bed with his arms crossed. "I see you're awake." He walked over to the chair next to the bed and sat down in it. "You're lucky I didn't decided to clean my room once you left. Or you would have laid there dying," He pulled out a cigarette and a lighter out of his jacket pocket and lite the cigarette, "ah, it's killing me but it taste good." He cracked the window open near the bed and let the smoke drift out the window.

Noata looked at the blurry image of the man before him, seeing the smoke raise from the cigarette in his mouth. He groaned as he struggled to sit up. "professor...what are you doing here?". His head was pounding, and he didn't have his wand or...any of his robes on. He was almost naked, except for the bandages on his arm, back, and right leg. He felt his face get hot, and he drew the covers up around him again.

"What? I don't have any more classes for today. I brought you here after the idiotic boy left you to die." He took a drag off the cigarette and flicked the ashes on the window sill. He let a sigh out. "No worries though. I have informed the Headmaster of his doings. That was not a normal duel. Either he wanted to get rid of you or..well I really don't know."

Noata shook his head, fighting back the strong urge to cry. "He's...having...alot of issues...and I just wanted to help him...keep him from getting hurt...but he took it the wrong way..." Noata said, looking at the ground. He hadn't won the duel, he ahdn't succeeded in beating him. He was still going to do what he wanted, and nobody would be able to keep him in check.

"Do not worry about Keith. I've taken him out of my class anyways. I can't stand the boy. He comes to my class late, rants on how he hates muggles. I do not need that in my class room. He's quiet annoying." Klaus smiled at him. "If you're tired, I can leave you alone if you want." He watched the nurse walk by. Eying him for smoking in her hospital wing. He thought he was just about to be scolded by the woman.

Noata shook his head. "No...I could use the company right now..." Noata said. He didn't think he could fall asleep again if he wanted to, the Insomnia thing would kind of get in the way, even though this was the first time in his life he had actually ever felt tiered. He could feel how heavy his eyelids were, and he felt like he was spinning. The inumerable amounts of aches and pains that plagued his body couldn't be described, but he hadn't lied about wanting company. It would be nice to know someone was watching over him while he slept, beside the motherly Madame Pomfrey.

"You are sure? Maybe I could ask Madame Pomfrey if I can move you to my room. Much more cozy than this cold dull room." He watched her walk by once again. She looked like she was either mad or just annoyed by the fact he was poisoning the air for everyone else in the room.

Noata nodded. "That would be...erm...fine." He felt his face start to get hot again, he would be in a teachers room. He didn't know what kind of condition he was in, but he doubted the now shallow cuts and almost healed burns were enough to keep him bedridden.

He smiled. "Plus Madame Pomfrey probably wants me out." He flicked the cigarette out the window and closed it. "Woman sure does know how to ruin one doesn't she?" Klaus took his jacket off leaving his white vest on. "Mhm, I shall run off and ask her. Keep watch of my jacket will you?" He sat his jacket on Noata's bed and strolled off to talk to Madame Pomfrey.

Noata nodded and smiled as he walked away, the scent of the cigarette still wafting after him. Noata inhaled deeply, he didn't like smoking himself, but the armoa mixed with Klaus's natural scent was intoxicating. He shook his head, the blush going away as he did so. He shouldn't think these thoughts, he was way older than him. No need to make these thoughts cross his mind. He laid back in the bed and looked up at the white ceiling, his icy blue eyes scanning everything.

His sister the first year put him down in the hospital wing two beds away from Noata...by now Keith was awake and aware.

Klaus came back a few minutes later with his hands in his pockets and with a grin plastered onto his face. "You can stay as long as I do not let you die, though I think I can handle a few healing spells. I used to be quiet the klutz when I was your age." He picked his jacket up and threw it over his arm. "I highly doubt you can walk. Though I really don't think you want to be caught by your friends me carrying you do you?"

"Hmm...so did you tell him all the curses you used on me Noata or did you just tell him what I used on you?" he said half jokingly.

Noata felt himself twitch a little bit. He didn't have many friends, and he didn't want to seem spoiled by saying he didn't mind being carried. "I don't think I could walk...my leg is kinda still stinging. Would you mind terribly carrying me?" Noata asked, laughing shakily. He ignored Keith for the time being, because he was planning to tell Klaus about that when they reached his room.