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Rider sat in the common room with his leg hooked over one of the arms of his chair, smoking. It wasn't strictly allowed in doors, but he had a sort of understanding with the orderlies about minor rebellions. He was allowed them, and they were allowed to go about their day as normal without him destroying anything. It was a good deal for everyone involved, he thought. He leaned his head back, blowing smoke at the ceiling. "Fresh meat today."

Thoreau looked up from the puzzle he was doing with Lucy. It was generally best to ignore Rider, but the fact that he had no respect for the rules of the hospital did mean he snooped through a lot of files he wasn't supposed to see. "What do you mean?"

Rider glanced at Thoreau Lestrange and smirked. "A girl," he said. He mimed sticking a finger down his throat and fake-gagged. "You'll have a lot in common with her, Lucy."

Lucy frowned at Rider a little and then went back to arranging the puzzle pieces in neat columns for Thoreau to sort through. "I don't throw up."

"Whatever." Rider looked around at the other crazy people in the room, eyes settling on Pyxis and her tits after a moment. "Maybe you'll get a roommate."

***

Walden waited with Bill and one of the orderlies as Pansy Parkinson's fiance helped her get out of the car. This was the first time he got to help someone enter the hospital for the first time. It was exciting for him.

"Miss Parkinson?" He stepped forward, once her boyfriend had said his goodbyes. "I'm Walden Macnair. I'm a PhD candidate in residence here at Sacred Springs, and I'll be helping you during your stay here. This is William Weasley, our Administrator at the hospital."

"Bill," Bill corrected. He held his hand out to Pansy and smiled. "Mason will take your things for you and you can come with us. We'll give you the tour."