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^*Harry Potter and the Eye Of Perelia*^
Chapter 4 ~ Full Stop
Harry just lay there, unmoving. He felt as though this was all a joke, it had to be. How could he have - what was it - Tervexia? Life was unfair. Full stop.
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Aurelia was hauling her now unshrunken trunk through the musty corridor of the Hog's Head. It was the only accommodation she could afford, as she wasn't yet 'of age', she couldn't inherit any family money, but she could earn it. Little jobs here and there had given a small head start, and the money about to come from her new job would get her on her feet in the world - for now.
The room numbers went from 1-3, 'out of order', 5-8, 'caution', 9-11 and 13- 15. She wondered vaguely where room number 12 was before coming to room 14. She nudged open the door heavily, and dragged the trunk in. She steadied herself before assessing her room. The sheets were off white, the walls tinged green. A moth eaten armchair was sunk in the corner and the windows were open, making the thick, doxy- filled curtains sway unnervingly.
'Lovely.' She thought.
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Harry had been in St. Mungo's for 3 hours and he was ticked off to say the least. Snape wouldn't breathe a word about anything, Ginny simply did not recognise him (but, as he had now realised, was due to the fact that he was disguised for his own safety - blonde hair indeed!) and the main healer was giving him disapproving looks whenever she swept in to occasionally to check on him.
"What!" Harry yelled in a breaking voice at the healer. The clicking of her tongue finally making him crack.
At first she was startled, but resumed checking her notes, purposefully.
"Shut up, green fingers." Hissed Snape. He had regained his composure after the shock of today's events. Harry didn't understand why he wasn't dancing around and singing 'Ding, Dong the wizard's dead (or at least dying)'.
The healer clicked her tongue in impatience, waiting for Harry's attention. He looked at her and she surveyed him thoroughly.
"Well, Mr - Gardiner. I am sure you are now aware of your Tervexia. You have been told that it is a cross between tuberculosis and asthma, but it is a wizarding disease. It is not sure why only wizards and witches have this, but it should not affect the basic diagnosis. Tervexia is usually discovered in the weeks after birth. However, milder cases are found from up to 3 or 4 years. Scheduled times are set for young wizards and witches to have check ups and/or treatment, but that was not the case with you."
"What about Muggle-borns?" Ignoring the impending explanation.
"When a wizard or witch is born, they are recorded and kept an eye on. If the muggle 'doctors' discover any illnesses, a healer is sent to check on them in place of a doctor. It is for their own safety!" She added at the look on Harry's face.
"So, care to explain?" Indicating to her sheets.
Harry knew he couldn't reveal his identity and he couldn't exactly say he had been living in a cupboard during his childhood. He looked at Snape for help and Snape glared back. He would just have to get out of this one on his own.
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"Would you mind, er, signing my uniform?" Asked the healer.
Well, he hadn't done a good job of getting out of that, to be sure.
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Aurelia was wandering down Hogsmeade stile, looking for a well-hidden hideout. It was particularly tricky finding a suitable cave for a Snidget flock. They could easily be found and taken, killed, rounded up, tagged, injured, domesticated if not hidden well enough. Who knows? She just had to be careful. The forbidden forest was certainly out of the question, but as soon as term started she would ask the Magical Creatures Professor - Hagrid, that was it - if she could set up an enclosure. The classes would study them of course.
(Well, actually, it would be more like, 'I'm setting up an enclosure; under no circumstances will the students study them, is that clear?')
'Tum dee tum' she mumbled in mock thoughtfulness.
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"I congratulate you Potter, on a fine job of keeping your arrival quiet." Snape said happily.
All Harry could do was glare at him, having been instructed to tone down the talking.
Before he could make any rude gestures, Ginny burst through the doors, looking ashen.
"Oh, Harry! I'm so sorry I didn't know it was you," She shrilled as she fleeted towards him and attacked him with a hug so powerful he began to cough.
She broke off the attack before she injured her patient to any great extent.
"'Lo Gin," He croaked.
"Stop right there, no talking and - " She was cut off by a healer poking his head through the door and calling for her assistance.
"I will talk to you soon, Mr!" She eyed his blond hair and ran out of the doors.
"Interesting friends you have, Potter and - " Snape stooped from the look on Harry's face. He turned around and went back to his seat to read, keeping his lips pursed.
'Success!' Harry thought, and settled back down into his un-comfy, disinfectant-filled bed.
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^*Harry Potter and the Eye Of Perelia*^
Chapter 4 ~ Full Stop
Harry just lay there, unmoving. He felt as though this was all a joke, it had to be. How could he have - what was it - Tervexia? Life was unfair. Full stop.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Aurelia was hauling her now unshrunken trunk through the musty corridor of the Hog's Head. It was the only accommodation she could afford, as she wasn't yet 'of age', she couldn't inherit any family money, but she could earn it. Little jobs here and there had given a small head start, and the money about to come from her new job would get her on her feet in the world - for now.
The room numbers went from 1-3, 'out of order', 5-8, 'caution', 9-11 and 13- 15. She wondered vaguely where room number 12 was before coming to room 14. She nudged open the door heavily, and dragged the trunk in. She steadied herself before assessing her room. The sheets were off white, the walls tinged green. A moth eaten armchair was sunk in the corner and the windows were open, making the thick, doxy- filled curtains sway unnervingly.
'Lovely.' She thought.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
Harry had been in St. Mungo's for 3 hours and he was ticked off to say the least. Snape wouldn't breathe a word about anything, Ginny simply did not recognise him (but, as he had now realised, was due to the fact that he was disguised for his own safety - blonde hair indeed!) and the main healer was giving him disapproving looks whenever she swept in to occasionally to check on him.
"What!" Harry yelled in a breaking voice at the healer. The clicking of her tongue finally making him crack.
At first she was startled, but resumed checking her notes, purposefully.
"Shut up, green fingers." Hissed Snape. He had regained his composure after the shock of today's events. Harry didn't understand why he wasn't dancing around and singing 'Ding, Dong the wizard's dead (or at least dying)'.
The healer clicked her tongue in impatience, waiting for Harry's attention. He looked at her and she surveyed him thoroughly.
"Well, Mr - Gardiner. I am sure you are now aware of your Tervexia. You have been told that it is a cross between tuberculosis and asthma, but it is a wizarding disease. It is not sure why only wizards and witches have this, but it should not affect the basic diagnosis. Tervexia is usually discovered in the weeks after birth. However, milder cases are found from up to 3 or 4 years. Scheduled times are set for young wizards and witches to have check ups and/or treatment, but that was not the case with you."
"What about Muggle-borns?" Ignoring the impending explanation.
"When a wizard or witch is born, they are recorded and kept an eye on. If the muggle 'doctors' discover any illnesses, a healer is sent to check on them in place of a doctor. It is for their own safety!" She added at the look on Harry's face.
"So, care to explain?" Indicating to her sheets.
Harry knew he couldn't reveal his identity and he couldn't exactly say he had been living in a cupboard during his childhood. He looked at Snape for help and Snape glared back. He would just have to get out of this one on his own.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
"Would you mind, er, signing my uniform?" Asked the healer.
Well, he hadn't done a good job of getting out of that, to be sure.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Aurelia was wandering down Hogsmeade stile, looking for a well-hidden hideout. It was particularly tricky finding a suitable cave for a Snidget flock. They could easily be found and taken, killed, rounded up, tagged, injured, domesticated if not hidden well enough. Who knows? She just had to be careful. The forbidden forest was certainly out of the question, but as soon as term started she would ask the Magical Creatures Professor - Hagrid, that was it - if she could set up an enclosure. The classes would study them of course.
(Well, actually, it would be more like, 'I'm setting up an enclosure; under no circumstances will the students study them, is that clear?')
'Tum dee tum' she mumbled in mock thoughtfulness.
^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
"I congratulate you Potter, on a fine job of keeping your arrival quiet." Snape said happily.
All Harry could do was glare at him, having been instructed to tone down the talking.
Before he could make any rude gestures, Ginny burst through the doors, looking ashen.
"Oh, Harry! I'm so sorry I didn't know it was you," She shrilled as she fleeted towards him and attacked him with a hug so powerful he began to cough.
She broke off the attack before she injured her patient to any great extent.
"'Lo Gin," He croaked.
"Stop right there, no talking and - " She was cut off by a healer poking his head through the door and calling for her assistance.
"I will talk to you soon, Mr!" She eyed his blond hair and ran out of the doors.
"Interesting friends you have, Potter and - " Snape stooped from the look on Harry's face. He turned around and went back to his seat to read, keeping his lips pursed.
'Success!' Harry thought, and settled back down into his un-comfy, disinfectant-filled bed.
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