Daddy's Little Princess

Healing

It was a loud buzz of voices and sounds. It looked as if all the students and more from the train were here sitting on beds and helpers were putting up benches. Adults were running from kid to kid, handing out potions and instructions to keep them calm.

The smaller ones were crying for their mothers.

There was a lingering smell in the air that Ginny couldn't place.

"They set the train on fire." James said in a quiet voice to Ginny and Fleur. His eyes roaming over the students that were sitting close by, Madam Pomphrey was waving her wand over burns and scratches.

"Or more precisely fiend fire."

Fleur gasped for breath. "This way." He went through a door into a side chamber.

"Bill!" Fleur immediately went over to her husband, who conjured a cot for Teddy and after Fleur put him down, he gathered his wife in his arms.

She looked around counting the redheads, when she had seen all of her family members walking around or sitting next to each other, she relaxed a bit. Bill was still reassuring Fleur.

Her mother was standing next to the bed in which Remus lay, eyes closed, face as white as the sheet. Tonks was sitting as close as possible without sitting on the bed, stroking his hair and hand.

Her hair was still colourless, but she wasn't crying anymore.

The room was eerily quiet.

James sat next to Sirius and both focused on Rose, her eyes were fixed on Remus.

Emmeline Vance was healing the small burns on the twins arms.

The flying squad only had a few scratches, they hadn't been near the fire. Charlie and Bill looked unharmed or they had been healed already. Andromeda was healing Ron and Hermione, who sat on the same bed.

Ted Tonks, her husband, was attending to Alastor and Hagrid.

Her father came over and took Gwen in his arms.

"I sent a patronus to Percy, so he knows, he will probably work overtime today, but our family is unharmed."

"Okay, your done, sweetheart." Lily said and drew Ginny's attention to the left side. Neville gave her a grin and kissed her cheek.

"Thanks, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I."

"Neville. Just go, shoo." She playfully swatted at him.

"She is married, you dolt." Harry said in his smooth voice. He stood with his back to the wall, but without leaning on it. Although he looked fine, Ginny couldn't stop from looking him all over searching for injuries.

"Honey, you're next." Lily's voice was so soft, she nearly didn't catch it.

Harry walked over and the burning smell became stronger, he sat down and tried to take his leather jacket off, but hissed when he moved his shoulder to much.

"Okay, Neville can you help him?" He nodded and quickly walked over. "Come on, mate. Want to do it fast or slow?"

"Fast of course and next time you strip me down I want a date first."

"Yeah, whatever." Without warning he ripped the jacket off.

"Oh shit, you fucking idiot." He was breathing sharply, his knuckles turning white from holding the bedspread so tightly. "Oops."

"That wasn't necessary boys, we have kids in the room." Lily said while walking around the bed to see his backside. She looked at it and wiped away her tears before going back to work.

"We still have to get your shirt off or what is left of it." Neville put the jacket on the bed, it looked like only the arms were still intact, she shuddered to think what he would look like if he hadn't worn the thick material. Alice came over and offered Harry a potion, but he only shook his head.

"Took one already, twenty minutes ago."

"Did it help?" He only hummed as answer.

"Harry."

"Yes, mum. A bit." He added. She shook her head.

"Why do you always end up like this? Can't you try to get more distance between you and your enemy."

"He had no choice, Lils." His father said. His mother was now cutting up his shirt at his front and the side, so she could remove the most of it. Even with all the chaos around, her eyes wandered over his broad shoulders, black tresses on his chest surrounding dark skinned nipples. A perfectly sculptured six pack, where a trail of more raven curls let the way down to...

"Nonsense, you always have a choice." Lily's voice ripped her out of her daydream.

"You will be on rest for at least a week, you will take the time to heal completely, before going out there again. You will listen to me this time. I'm still your mother, I won't tolerate this foolishness. I refuse to bury my son, you owe me grand kids, mister."

She couldn't believe that he actually blushed.

"Mum, I had to jump back in." He said with a little hiss, when she removed a bigger part of fabric from his burnt skin.

"Jump back in? Harry you better explain yourself, now!"

He looked up, eyes roaming the room, lingering on Molly.

"Maman, c'était à cause de mon meilleur ami, il était le dernier dans le compartiment. Il portait secours à quelques premières années, quand le train a pris feu. Je devais y retourné." She took a deep breath.

"Très bien. Soit plus prudent la prochaine fois, chéri. S'il te plait!" She went back to her work.

Ginny looked around, no one was surprised when he talked French with his mum, but apart from Fleur no one reacted. So Ginny could only guess that they either had no idea what he said, or they could understand it but already knew.

She was wondering what they had said, because Fleur's eyes had widened and she too had looked at Molly sadly, before looking around the room, coming to rest on her. She gave her a comforting smile, which calmed her down some.

Lily had to slowly remove every little bit of the fabric that was burned into his skin, but apart from a few little hisses he stayed silent. She worked for over an hour, before she could start healing.

After that she bandaged Harry's back and they called for an elf, to get dinner for everyone.

~~oo00OO00oo~~

"Mum, it was because of my best friend, he was the last in the compartment. He was rescuing some first-year, when the train caught fire. I needed to go back."

"Alright. Be more careful next time, Darling. Please."

"Maman, c'était à cause de mon meilleur ami, il était le dernier dans le compartiment. Il portait secours à quelques premières années, quand le train a pris feu. Je devais y retourné."

"Très bien. Soit plus prudent la prochaine fois, chéri. S'il te plait !"

Enjoy!