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Written for the November Event (Male Appreciation) over on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments)
Task: To write about anything
Male: Expert – Chauncey Aldridge
Chocolate Frog: Silver – Chauncey Aldridge – Challenge –Someone is suffering a deteriorating physical illness in your story
Gringotts: Colours: Green, Purple; Prepositions: After, Beneath
Illness
He lay alone in his bed shivering beneath his thick quilt cover, completely isolated and cut off from the rest of the world, aside from a few sporadic visits from the Healers. What remained of his family refused to visit him, and his friends had all but abandoned him since he had fallen ill.
He had first realised that something was wrong when he started to develop several irritating green and purple rashes, but rather than visit a Healer, Chauncey put the rash down to stress and carried on with his work with the Peruvian Vipertooth dragon.
However, he couldn't continue to ignore his illness when the rash spread to his face, and sparks began to fly from nostrils his nostrils whenever he sneezed. Within a week he had been sent home by his employer with strict instructions not to return until he had recovered completely.
The Healers had no idea what was wrong with him when he had first sought help for his ailments. A few months ago, the three Healers collaborating on his case had commented that they had never seen anything like this before. They had been completely stumped.
After several treatments, Chauncey had only progressively gotten worse.
He had received the news this morning that he probably only had a matter of weeks left to live if no cure was found soon.
He turned over onto his side and coughed violently, and allowed himself to succumb to the tears that had been threatening to spill over. A few days ago he had received the news that one of the first Healers to help him had started showing similar symptoms. Now not only was he likely to die, but he would also be the reason that this other Healer died too.
Chauncey scratched at the rash on his pockmarked face as he fell into a frequently disturbed slumber from which he would never wake.
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