"Minerva, wake up." She heard Poppy say and felt her lightly tapping her
hand. "We've got to get you to St. Mungo's. We've got a portkey for you,"
and here she felt something placed on the bed. "Just take hold and you'll
be off in no time." Poppy coaxed. Minerva opened her eyes and glanced down
at the object beside her, a bag of Lemon Drops. She looked up at Poppy and
felt a tear slide down her cheek. Reaching out, Minerva let her hand hover
over the bag for a moment. "Poppy, thank you." She said, and then took hold
of the bag.
Normally she would have been upright and standing when traveling by portkey. As it was, she felt like she didn't leave her bed. More like that it had left with her on it. It was over in second and she found herself on a bed in the Enid Cayden ward on the Spell Damage floor. Looking to her left she found two Healers standing by her bed. The one nearest her smiled. "Hello there. I'm Healer Joyce Abernethy and this," she gestured to the pale dark haired young man beside her, "is my Healer in Training, Ewan Brodie." Ewan smiled and inclined his head. Minerva nodded towards the two, a small smile on her own lips.
"We've talked with Madam Pomfrey a short while ago about your condition, and I'd like to examine you a bit more thoroughly to best assess what can be done," declared Joyce, handing her clipboard to Ewan and brushing her golden hair from her eyes. She pulled out her wand and slowly passed it over Minerva, literally from head to toe. She did this twice more before she let out a low whistle. "Did quite a number on you, didn't they?" Joyce remarked, taking back her clipboard from Ewan. She tapped her wand against the clipboard and immediately the parchment on it filled itself out, presumably with the diagnosis. "Well now, we've got quite a bit of work to be getting on with. Ewan, I need you to locate Healer Breedlove." Joyce ordered. Ewan nodded and left the room.
"Now while we wait you definitely need something for the damaged skin." She informed Minerva while conjuring up a bowl of some yellowish liquid. "I'll need you to unbutton that dressing gown just a wee bit so I can apply these remedies." Joyce told her, conjuring a vial of clear liquid as well as another bowl of some grey paste. Minerva nodded and unbuttoned her gown. Dipping her hand in the bowl of yellow liquid, Joyce let it trickle and then passed her hand along the scars. She then dipped her hand in the paste and did the same. She then vanished the bowls and waited a few moments before she took the vial and emptied it out onto Minerva's chest, sprinkling it over the scars.
Then both she and Minerva glanced expectantly at the scars, which had started to fade a bit. They didn't vanish, but they were less vivid and the skin was slightly softer and no longer raw. "Excellent. We'll have to apply these every morning and something else for the evening. It's a wonderful start." Joyce said happily just as the Ewan and Healer Breedlove entered the room. Minerva hastened to button her gown, as Joyce turned to them. "Ah, lovely. Annabeth would you kindly work on Minerva for me at least once every day. I do believe your particular skills would be very helpful in this matter." She implored and handed the tawny haired Annabeth the clipboard, which she perused in great detail before handing it back. "Why yes, of course I'll do what I can to help. I'll inform the Senior Healer about this later today." Annabeth told Joyce, her grey eyes lighting up. "Wonderful. When would be a good time today?" Joyce asked her. "The patients in my ward have been taken care of and I was actually on my break, so right now would be a perfect time." She responded, her eyes flicking over to Minerva. "Splendid, then I'll leave you to it." Joyce replied, leaving the room with Ewan behind her.
Minerva glanced up at Annabeth with a curious sort of expression. "I don't know if Healer Abernethy has informed you of your current condition, but I'll tell you now that it's a wonder they didn't kill you. You've sustained quite a bit of heart and lung damage, as well as damage to your back, neck and shoulders. Healer Abernethy feels that it would be beneficial for me to perform Empathic magic for your condition, mainly to assuage the strains your organs and muscles have gone through. It'll definitely help in addition to the other remedies that will be given you." Annabeth explained, moving closer to the bed. Minerva nodded, understanding now why she had trouble breathing and why her heart was behaving so oddly, as she'd already figured out the reasons why her whole body was stiff and tight. "Well, what are waiting for?" She asked, a smirk on her face.
Annabeth laughed. "I imagined you'd say that. What I need you to do though, for this to work properly, is for you to relax a little. Close your eyes and let yourself drift a bit." She said, letting her arms hover over Minerva. Closing her eyes, Minerva tried to relax. She let her breathing slow down. A moment later she felt a warm energy hovering over her chest. It spread around inside her, warming her almost like a bowl of soup would on a winters day. The warmth then spread to her neck and shoulders, and she distinctly felt it massaging her. Slowly and gradually she felt some of the knots of tension loosen, and felt her muscles slowly relaxing. The same happened to her back all the way down to her legs and to the tips of her toes.
It went on for nearly a half an hour, the warmth filling her whole body, when it started to lessen and vanish altogether. Minerva opened he eyes to find Healer Breedlove standing over her looking very pleased. "That's a brilliant start. It certainly achieved more than I thought it would. Your heart and lungs definitely need more work, but as for the rest it's shaping up quite well." Annabeth informed her happily. "Now however you need to rest. Ewan will be around a little later to bring you some lunch and then you are to rest some more." She directed, before leaving the room.
Minerva sighed and gazed at the ceiling. She certainly felt a little more flexible than she had two hours ago, but she still felt a little fatigued. She had to admit however that it was a good start. Hopefully, if things kept up in this pace she stood a chance of being able to return to Hogwarts before the final term ended. It was with that happy thought that she felt into a comfortable sleep.
Normally she would have been upright and standing when traveling by portkey. As it was, she felt like she didn't leave her bed. More like that it had left with her on it. It was over in second and she found herself on a bed in the Enid Cayden ward on the Spell Damage floor. Looking to her left she found two Healers standing by her bed. The one nearest her smiled. "Hello there. I'm Healer Joyce Abernethy and this," she gestured to the pale dark haired young man beside her, "is my Healer in Training, Ewan Brodie." Ewan smiled and inclined his head. Minerva nodded towards the two, a small smile on her own lips.
"We've talked with Madam Pomfrey a short while ago about your condition, and I'd like to examine you a bit more thoroughly to best assess what can be done," declared Joyce, handing her clipboard to Ewan and brushing her golden hair from her eyes. She pulled out her wand and slowly passed it over Minerva, literally from head to toe. She did this twice more before she let out a low whistle. "Did quite a number on you, didn't they?" Joyce remarked, taking back her clipboard from Ewan. She tapped her wand against the clipboard and immediately the parchment on it filled itself out, presumably with the diagnosis. "Well now, we've got quite a bit of work to be getting on with. Ewan, I need you to locate Healer Breedlove." Joyce ordered. Ewan nodded and left the room.
"Now while we wait you definitely need something for the damaged skin." She informed Minerva while conjuring up a bowl of some yellowish liquid. "I'll need you to unbutton that dressing gown just a wee bit so I can apply these remedies." Joyce told her, conjuring a vial of clear liquid as well as another bowl of some grey paste. Minerva nodded and unbuttoned her gown. Dipping her hand in the bowl of yellow liquid, Joyce let it trickle and then passed her hand along the scars. She then dipped her hand in the paste and did the same. She then vanished the bowls and waited a few moments before she took the vial and emptied it out onto Minerva's chest, sprinkling it over the scars.
Then both she and Minerva glanced expectantly at the scars, which had started to fade a bit. They didn't vanish, but they were less vivid and the skin was slightly softer and no longer raw. "Excellent. We'll have to apply these every morning and something else for the evening. It's a wonderful start." Joyce said happily just as the Ewan and Healer Breedlove entered the room. Minerva hastened to button her gown, as Joyce turned to them. "Ah, lovely. Annabeth would you kindly work on Minerva for me at least once every day. I do believe your particular skills would be very helpful in this matter." She implored and handed the tawny haired Annabeth the clipboard, which she perused in great detail before handing it back. "Why yes, of course I'll do what I can to help. I'll inform the Senior Healer about this later today." Annabeth told Joyce, her grey eyes lighting up. "Wonderful. When would be a good time today?" Joyce asked her. "The patients in my ward have been taken care of and I was actually on my break, so right now would be a perfect time." She responded, her eyes flicking over to Minerva. "Splendid, then I'll leave you to it." Joyce replied, leaving the room with Ewan behind her.
Minerva glanced up at Annabeth with a curious sort of expression. "I don't know if Healer Abernethy has informed you of your current condition, but I'll tell you now that it's a wonder they didn't kill you. You've sustained quite a bit of heart and lung damage, as well as damage to your back, neck and shoulders. Healer Abernethy feels that it would be beneficial for me to perform Empathic magic for your condition, mainly to assuage the strains your organs and muscles have gone through. It'll definitely help in addition to the other remedies that will be given you." Annabeth explained, moving closer to the bed. Minerva nodded, understanding now why she had trouble breathing and why her heart was behaving so oddly, as she'd already figured out the reasons why her whole body was stiff and tight. "Well, what are waiting for?" She asked, a smirk on her face.
Annabeth laughed. "I imagined you'd say that. What I need you to do though, for this to work properly, is for you to relax a little. Close your eyes and let yourself drift a bit." She said, letting her arms hover over Minerva. Closing her eyes, Minerva tried to relax. She let her breathing slow down. A moment later she felt a warm energy hovering over her chest. It spread around inside her, warming her almost like a bowl of soup would on a winters day. The warmth then spread to her neck and shoulders, and she distinctly felt it massaging her. Slowly and gradually she felt some of the knots of tension loosen, and felt her muscles slowly relaxing. The same happened to her back all the way down to her legs and to the tips of her toes.
It went on for nearly a half an hour, the warmth filling her whole body, when it started to lessen and vanish altogether. Minerva opened he eyes to find Healer Breedlove standing over her looking very pleased. "That's a brilliant start. It certainly achieved more than I thought it would. Your heart and lungs definitely need more work, but as for the rest it's shaping up quite well." Annabeth informed her happily. "Now however you need to rest. Ewan will be around a little later to bring you some lunch and then you are to rest some more." She directed, before leaving the room.
Minerva sighed and gazed at the ceiling. She certainly felt a little more flexible than she had two hours ago, but she still felt a little fatigued. She had to admit however that it was a good start. Hopefully, if things kept up in this pace she stood a chance of being able to return to Hogwarts before the final term ended. It was with that happy thought that she felt into a comfortable sleep.