Emilia had come to Hogwarts to visit the Astronomy Tower. It was her favorite place in the entire castle, despite how dark and lonely it seemed years after she'd been a student- or been alive. But it still held a special place in her still heart. When she visited Hogwarts, she liked to visit all of the important places, and for come reason the infirmary was one of them.
Phasing through the door, she silently watched as a student exclaimed to the nurse that he was ill and needed to stay in a bed. She watched him become frantic, and her face became almost stern. While she wasn't part of the living world, and certainly not a nurse, she never would have allowed him to stay in the hospital wing the way the nurse was. Maybe she was tired of his commotion. As soon as she'd given the student permission to stay for the course of his 'fever,' the nurse was back in her office, no doubt having a shot of firewhiskey to calm her nerves.
Folding her hands in front of her, Emilia decided to take matters into her own hands. Or at least give this kid a lesson. "You know, it's never a good idea to lie," she said ominously floating from one window to the next.
That which is gone cannot be forgotten.