Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. Thank J.K. for these amazing characters. Unless I decide to ass one of my own later in the story… I mean… shhh!
Author's Note: I don't usually update this often, just so you know.
Severus awoke to the soft tittering of a kind voice that he knew all too well. Madame Pomfrey was pacing back and forth next to his bed in the Hospital Wing, and didn't notice him until he opened his eyes and sat up. Her nervous expression instantly melted into a reassuring smile. She was a very comforting woman, and Severus often went to visit her if he had a problem or sometimes just to talk.
He liked her, and she didn't seem to mind his company.
"Severus, how are you feeling?"
"I'm alright. I just have a bit of a headache." He rubbed his temples in an effort to calm the throbbing.
"As is often the case after passing out. You're awfully lucky that you were brought here. You could have lost the ability to breathe. That young- Oops! I must adhere to my students' wishes!" She giggled to herself and began to turn around.
"What student? Who saved me? How long have I been in here anyway? And how did I get here?" Severus was speaking in short, breathless sentences. He took a few seconds to regain his breathing before continuing to speak. "I'd just like to know so that I could thank the person."
"Alas, I cannot tell you that. H- The student that brought you here showed an express wish for me to keep you ignorant of their identity. I'm not sure, but I think that you may have a bit of a… secret admirer Severus." With this statement, she turned and walked away, stepping into her office.
"But, Madame Pomfrey! How long do I need to be in here? And who-" he was interrupted by the healer, who stuck her head out of the door she had just shuffled into.
"You'll be out of here in a snap, I just need to fill out a form in your file. And Severus, you already know that I hold a strict policy on secret-keeping. I guess you'll find out when your savior wants you to. Now, leave me be! Oh, by the way, if I am to run into this admirer of yours, I shall let them know to pursue their chase. Is that alright?" The stout woman gave a hearty laugh and left him no time to answer. He sat open mouthed in his bed, awaiting her return.