The full moon came earlier than Aemilian would have liked, his whole body aching as he lay down in one of the beds of the hospital wing. The brunette groaned as he moved, the fresh scars on his body hurting him in the process. But despite how bad he felt, his friends didn't make a big deal out of it. After all, they had to get used to it as it was 'his time of the month'.

"So you're telling me because of your time of the month, you probably won't be there tonight at the match? I'm gutted, mate." Exclaimed Launce dramatically as he would always do with Phaeton. "And I'm absolutely GOBSMACKED. Who would miss these two handsome wizards playing quidditch only for some periods aftermath?" Added the lankier wizard playfully.

These two wouldn't miss an occasion to tease the tallest of the group. Phelan was already so done with these two that he grabbed for his pack of cigarettes, even if was not exactly allowed to smoke in this state. Moreover in the hospital wing. Thankfully, Alan hadn't joined the two pure-bloods in their antics, otherwise, Aemilian knew that he wouldn't be left alone for the day-

"Bonkers." Only said Corbett, hands in the pockets of his trousers as he shrugged lazily. And that was enough to get the other two idiots going, loudly cheering to the shorter wizard as he joined in their antics. The werewolf just sighed, rubbing his temples with the hand holding his cigarette.

"Don't join them." He falsely threatened as he looked to {{user}} from the corner of his eyes, his tone holding no bite.