[u][b]Chandler[/b][/u]

Chandler Griffin Webster was -NOT- having a very good day thus far, and honestly his entire Hogwart's experience thus far was all about him getting hurt. He sighed and stepped into the Great Hall knowing he had missed the entire first class, he supposed he would just have to get Nolan or Caelum's notes and memorize them. Speaking of which where were they? He looked around closely and finally saw them sitting at the Slytherin table talking with another older girl, Chandler thought he recognized her from the train and he shrugged making his way over slowly, rubbing his arm. He was just passing the entrance when he heard and saw shouting, he sighed realizing it was another fight. He wondered why everyone thought it was such a good idea to fight in the middle of a school with wands that had the potential to do some real damage. Shrugging once more he just continued his way to is friends plopping down beside Nolan. "I have had the morning from hell I think... I woke up late and rushed down the stairs... I tripped and broke my arm and wrist. The nurse was right though I did see her again, much sooner than I thought I would." He had a pained expression on his face but figured it was no use to reflect on his bad morning and just tackle the rest of the day. "So, what did I miss?"