As 3 hours passed, Remus was pacing. He was scared to death. Finally though, they heard the familiar steps of Madam Pomfrey. "My associate wants to monitor her for a few hours," she informed. Remus looked at Poppy confused. Most times if she said jump, he would ask how high. This was something else though. He had never thought that Lily would need to be monitored. "Her oxygen pressure. All of a sudden it took a drop. She's in the recovery ward. He'll be in every couple hours. He says once her levels stabilize we can take her back," Poppy promised.
"What could have caused the drop?" Severus was curious too. Poppy pointed to her thigh and Severus nodded at that. "Her scar was close to the new one made?" She nodded and Severus sighed. "Did it get cut into?"
"No. James is a skilled professional. He avoided it, but there's another reason he wants to wait a bit," Poppy answered.
"Psychological assessment. Same one he gave me Snivellous. Making sure Lily is still mentally sane. If she isn't to his liking, he's going to throw her in the hospital."
"Not necessarily. It's nice to see how you view me," he greeted as he arrived. Remus glared at the man even though they shared a sandy color of hair. "Remus relax. I merely want to assess the state of her mind," he promised.
Remus looked to Severus and he nodded. "With all due respect, we aren't letting you near her. We're making progress on our own. She can see you if she really loses it. If I see one new cut I'll tell her about an appointment I've supposedly made. I swear. For now, focus on her vitals." He nodded and as they walked back to see her, you could have swore she was a corpse. Her face was covered with an oxygen mask. Her eyes were closed and her hands laid limp on the bed. Sirius could make out the scars clearer and sighed as he sat by her left hand.
"Hey pup. How you feeling? We're all here. Severus, me, Remus and Madam Pomfrey. Don't fret about waking," he whispered.
"S," she began and Remus looked to make sure her eyes were closed and they were. She was sleeptalking. "Sever," she began again and Severus lightly took her right hand.
"Her oxygen is helping. So Madam Pomfrey should keep it on her for tonight and the tomorrow she can be taken off it," James answered. Severus looked at him. "You can take her back," he assured. Severus instantly took out the IV and apparated her and the oxygen back. She woke up instantly.
"Hey," Severus greeted.
"How'd it go?" Severus glanced at her bandages. "Am I immobile for a while?" He nodded and she sighed. He looked at her confused. "I'm already looked at. I'll get mocked," she explained. He chuckled and used his wand to glamour the casts as punk rock boots with chains going up her legs and her look becoming totally what the Muggles called goth/punk. "I like."
"Thought you might. Makes you look tough," he answered.
"So how do I get to class?"
"Getting carried but the heels make it an obvious reason. Teachers think you'd kill yourself so to prevent it we carry," he answered. She nodded and yawned. "Go back to bed. You need some rest."
As her eyes fell shut, Severus removed the glamours and sat looking at her features. Her scars were still there but they were clean and covered with a see through gauze. Severus knew James was to blame for that. He wanted her to see that her scars didn't define her. But Severus slowly undid the wrapping and saw Remus had arrived and was covering them up. "I hate how James thinks that'll help. It'll remind her of why she cut. She doesn't need to see them," Remus muttered under his breath.
"No I don't think she does either. I think James is overworried. She has 3 staff constantly around her and the old codger is worried too. I wouldn't doubt he'll come visit her during her free period," Severus responded.
"Let her rest for now," Poppy scolded shooing the older men off and closing the curtains to Lily's room.
