Legal disclaimer: The following characters belong to J.K. Rowling, and this story derives from her original works, storylines, and world. Please do not sue me, I can barely pay tuition.
Warning: NA
Dedication: Aya!
Author's note: Welp, I finally hit 40 drabbles while working on this story this morning and since that's where I said I'd cap the fic... it's done! Enjoy this celebration chapter; the rest should roll out relatively quickly.
Stacked with: MC4A; Terms of Services
Individual Challenge(s): On the Nose (Y); Slytherin MC; Hufflepuff MC; Seeds
Representation(s): St. Mungo's Healer; magical health care; blood curse
Bonus challenge(s): Nightingale; Second Verse (Not a Lamp); Chorus (Wabi Sabi)
Tertiary bonus challenge: NA
Word Count: 100
Phoenix
"I don't know," Astoria said, shivering and breathless. "I don't know how many more times I can do this…"
She meant crawling back from the gates of death to an exhausted Draco who had spent days at her bedside and a terrified Scorpius.
"Tell me. This isn't fair," Astoria said. "It can't be—to my family, my friends…"
"Mrs. Malfoy, would you like a sleeping drought?" Healer Abbott offered.
"No. No, I want to know. How much time do you think I have left?"
"Ten years ago, we told you a year," the Healer said. "Why are you asking us?"