A/N: Hello! As promised, here's another pretty old chapter but completely rewritten. I hope you enjoy. Stay safe and wash your hands!


Being a healer means that sure, there would be late nights. And yes, coming home covered in someone else's blood wasn't an altogether uncommon thing. But it also means that there is no putting yourself in harm's way. You fix the people that do. That's why when Rose Weasley read the letter that's been sent to her hurriedly by her boyfriend, the love of her life, her very best friend, she was faced with a fear that she hardly ever felt regarding Scorpius and his job.

"I don't know when I'll be home. Don't worry too much. I love you"

All my love,

S.

She read the last line over and over again until she'd sunken into the couch cushions and buried her head in her hands. It wasn't too rare for healers to be called off sight. But seeing as Scorpius was only in his third year as a full-time staff member at Mungos, it had been a shock to him that he'd been chosen. Except that it shouldn't have been because Scorpius was an incredibly brilliant healer.

Ever since his first day of training he'd excelled. He studied harder than anyone else in the program and was always the first to know how to solve a problem. So he shouldn't have been too shocked to know that they'd chosen him to pick a team and travel to wherever he was going and fix whatever he needed to fix.

Rose sighed loudly. She hadn't even had the chance to kiss him goodbye that morning. They'd both overslept and had had barely enough time to rush out of bed and get to their respective jobs. Rose worked furiously all day behind her desk at the Prophet hoping to get ahead on her work so she'd have time to go to dinner tonight with Scorpius as they'd planned. Looks like her work had been for nothing.

She stared blankly at their old and worn carpet lost in thought. She'd found it in the attic at the Burrow. It was the first thing that she'd brought into their flat when they'd moved in. It was moth-eaten and thread bear and they'd stared at it in all of its disgusting glory; sleeping on it for a week while waiting for the chance to go out and buy a bed.

Rose knew she was being ridiculous. It wasn't like Scorpius would be fighting anyone. That was for the Aurors. He'd just be fixing them afterward. But even the thought of him staying relatively safe didn't put her mind at ease. She hated being away from him.

She stood up and wiped her sweaty palms on her pants. She was being pathetic. Scorpius would be home soon and he'd be fine. She ran one hand through her wild mane of curls and made her way into their tiny kitchen. After observing the empty cupboards she sighed and picked up their phone and quickly ordered takeaway for one and ate in silence whilst flicking through various files and reports that she might be asked to write about. At some point or another, her eyes had slipped close and all thoughts of Scorpius had temporarily ceased.

It wasn't until she felt something move against her that she jolted awake. Scorpius was asleep beside her, her head tucked into the crook of his neck and his resting on top of hers.

Her eyes widened and she jerked away from his embrace. His eyes fluttered open as well and he looked confused. "Are you okay?" He asked his voice thick with exhaustion.

She nodded seeing how tired he looked. "I was just worried about you," she said as she rested her head on his chest. He pressed a kiss to her head and tightened an arm around her. He didn't speak and Rose didn't press him to. They would talk in the morning when he was ready. Without another word, they both slipped back into a deep sleep feeling much more at peace now that they were back in each other's arms.


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