Bonjour
With thanks to: bluemickey22, Lobo de Fuego, the Anon, rowellylovesgryffindor and I Ship Klaine Like A Boss
Disclaimer: I own Mia, Ava, Debbie and any other random Healers/patients that may turn up.
Also, I may be making up several creatures/potions for St Mungo's scenes. When I can, I will try to use ones that are actually known as being part of the Harry Potter universe, however, sometimes I may have difficulty finding one thing or another about it and it won't fit. Please bear with.
Chapter 3: St Mungo's
On Monday morning, Fred and George looked up from where they'd been sitting at the small table placed awkwardly somewhere between the living room part of the flat and the kitchen part. Fred had brought it up the other day, saying that he thought the flat looked a little empty. Turns out all it did was make it harder to move around, but he'd already bought it, he wasn't about to get rid of it.
Mia had walked out of the bedroom in her new, green Healer robes. She'd pulled her hair back into a plait and had tried to find a pair of (relatively) sensible, shiny black boots. She looked down at the crossed bone and wand, and tugged on the material quickly, then looked up again, smiling nervously.
"Well?" she asked, holding her hands out to the side uneasily. The twins just grinned at her. After a minute, she licked her lips and let her hands fall to her sides. "what?"
"Nothing," George said.
"We're just proud of you, is all," Fred told her. Mia's eyes flicked between them.
"…Proud of me?" she asked.
"Yeah!" Fred said.
"I mean, you've been intent on being a Healer since… when was it?" George asked.
"I believe it was second year," Fred answered, "when she asked what would happen if Madam Pomfrey couldn't heal someone in the Hospital Wing."
"Oh yeah, I remember," George said, "Yeah, so you've been intent on being a Healer since we were twelve."
"And now you've finally done it!" Fred said, throwing his arms into the air dramatically, causing about half the tea in his cup to slosh out of it and fall onto the floor.
"So we're proud of you," George finally finished, then took a gulp of the coffee he was holding. Mia smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Well, I'm proud of myself too," she said, walking over to the table and grabbing a piece of toast out of Fred's hand.
"Oi!" she ignored him and took a bite out of it.
"But, I really should be going," she took another bite out of the toast, "ew, is this marmalade?" she asked.
"Yeah." She dropped it back down on the table.
"Don't want to be late!" she clapped Fred on the back, kissed George's cheek, and then Disapparated to the busy London street when St Mungo's entrance was hidden.
Once inside, she looked around nervously, licking her lips, and then, because she didn't know what else to do, she headed towards Ava's office and knocked. "Yes?" she opened the door slightly.
"Hello… Miss Tompkin?" she said, slipping into the office. Ava smiled slightly and gestured for Mia to sit down.
"Hello," Mia said again, licking her lips. Ava nodded.
"Miss Homing. Nice to see you're still willing to work here."
"Huh?" Ava sighed and started shuffling through a stack of paper work.
"A Healer last week simply walked out, and didn't come back," she frowned, "it is a very stressful time… sometimes there are simply too many patients…" still searching through her paper work, she changed the subject, "Healer Deborah Ricci will help you with anything. She'll be up on the first floor- just look through all the wards…" she glanced briefly up at Mia before back down at her paper work.
"Ok…" Mia stood up, "thanks, Miss Tompkin," she left the office and looked around the large reception like area. The same podgy blonde witch who had been at the desk the other day was there again, and looked even border and ruder then before. Mia quickly passed the desk and through a pair of double doors. She slowed as she walked along the corridor, looking over the portraits and up to the candles floating just under the ceiling. Several Healers passed her, nodding quickly as they hurried around the hospital. She climbed a flight of stairs until she came to a door labelled 'Creature Induced Injuries'. She paused before going through, but slipped through the doors as two Healers came rushing up the stairs behind her.
She looked into the first door, and looked around. Two beds were occupied, and a Healer was standing over the one with a man who had greening skin was lying. "Once the colours gone down and the poisons all out of your system, you'll be able to leave!" the Healer said brightly.
"How… long…?" the man in the bed asked.
"Oh, it all depends," the Healer replied, "at the very best, possibly a week! But I'm guessing somewhere between two and three." The man in the bed groaned and the Healer gave him a potion for him to drink, then straightened up and turned around.
"Excuse me?" Mia called; "I'm looking for Deborah Ricci…" the Healer smiled.
"How can I help you?" she asked. Mia blinked.
"You're Deborah Ricci?"
"Call me Debbie," the Healer said, moving over the second bed, whose inhabitant was asleep. She left three potions, one green, one clear and one steaming, on the bedside table.
"Um… ok…" Debbie checked over the sleeping patient, she faced Mia again. she was a tall, middle-aged woman, with black hair and distinct Italian features.
"I'm guessing you're the new Healer?" Debbie asked. Mia nodded, "good… what's your name again?"
"Mia… Homing…" she replied. Debbie nodded.
"Yes, that's what Ava said" she started to leave the room, "we'll have to put you to work quickly," she continued, "we don't have enough Healers for you to be following me around all the time, but just for today should be fine… come on then, no time to dawdle." Mia stood a little dazed as Debbie swept past her, before realising she'd probably loose her if she didn't follow. She had to walk quite quickly to keep up with Debbie- who had very long strides- and they entered a room about three doors down.
"Now, this ward is mainly for stings- how're we doing today Mr Harvey?" she asked a man with a rather gruesome puncture on his left cheek. "Mr Harvey here was stung by a blast-ended skwert, nasty things, and a rather large one too, from what he tells me. Well, writes, the sting doesn't allow much facial movement," she moved closer to inspect his sting, "this is Healer Homing," she told him, "she's new on the ward, tell me," she looked up at Mia, "what do you think of this?"
"Oh, um…" Mia looked at the sting, "Skwert sting… looks nearly healed for a sting… well, healed enough that he should be up and out in a few days at the most, um…" she turned his face slightly so the light fell onto it, "if you apply Desine Aculeat paste, say… three times a day? Should be a scar within a few weeks…" Debbie beamed.
"Very good, and that's exactly what we're doing!" she reached into her robes and pulled out a pot of thick, muddy looking paste and handed it to Mr Harvey. He looked slightly repulsed by the pot, but uncapped the lid and started to rub it gingerly onto the wound. They moved around the other beds before leaving the ward.
"From tomorrow you'll have to start out on your own… but if you're having any major trouble, just come and find me," Debbie said quietly as they trotted past a Healer leading some visitors into a room.
"Ok," Mia nodded, stopping to look into the room, but scurried away when one of the visitors looked up at her.
Um… yeah, so this probably isn't my best chapter… and not a lot happened, did it? but, I promise, I DO have a chapter lined up where quite a lot happens… that'll probably chapter 5, and next chapter'll probably have Harry, Ron, Hermione and all that in visiting the shop…
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