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Summary: This story is supposed to be set a few years after the HP story. It won't contain very many of the official characters, except for the professors, of course. The rest will be made up by me. This is rated R because I'm too lazy to make sure it stays pg or pg-13.
The Tale of a Young Wizard
Note: Warning, mild language
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Johnathen was quickly taken to the hospital wing where they immediatly began working on the painful process of regrowing his arm. A rare but extremely vital magical medicinal procedure, a special liquid is ingested by the person and after several weeks the limb, or limbs, will grow back. The process is similar to regrowing bones but the pain is unbelievably worse. So for the next few weeks in Hogwarts most students avoided this section of the school, his screaming was so loud it kept even Peeves away, but only for the first week.
One student did not stay out of the area. Sabrina had to be taken to the Hospital Wing as she had entered into a mild coma due to the shock of both the attempted rape and the severed hand gripping to her arm. And this one student refused to leave for three days straight, until finally Madam Pomfry had to force him to leave. But he came back every day between classes, and was why she woke up when she did.
That student was Steven.
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It had been a week since the incident. Dumbledore had chosen to not punish Steven because what he had done was in defence of someone else. He deducted 100 points from Gryffindor for Johnathen's actions and he was seriously considering expelling him from Hogwarts. He had already put a charm on them both so that neither could come within 10 feet of the other. Steven was watching over her as he had been doing since the incident, he felt guilty. He concluded that it was his fault that she was in there because not only of his spell but also because he wasn't as good as Johnathen. She chose John over him and so it was his fault that she was there for not being good enough. Pessimists have an odd way of thinking don't they?
He started crying silently while he watched her. He had been so afraid that night that he would lose her that he didn't think about what he was doing, and he nearly killed her and had put her into a coma.
"I'm such a fucking idiot.." he mumbled to himself, ignoring the earth shattering screams of Johnathen on the opposite side of the wing, which he had gotten used to by now.
"I should've used the killing curse...fucking bastard would've deserved it...at least then I'd be able to hear myself."
Suddenly he felt a hand smack across his face, very very hard.
"No. You should've used the cruciatus curse you dumbass, do you have any fucking clue how traumatizing it is to see a fucking severed hand gripping on to you!??" Sabrina yelled at him, very very pissed off over the whole thing.
"I-I'm sorry...I didn't want to cause you any pain I just wanted to stop him..." he whimpered.
"Well just...please try to think a little bit about what spell you use next time...ok?" she squeezed his hand affectionatly for a moment and smiled at him.
"Thanks though...I don't even want to think about what would've happened if that bastard hadn't been interupted, you saved me." He blushed a shade of red that would've made one think that every ounce of blood in his body was now in his head.
"I-It's nothing, anyone would've done what I did..."
"No...anyone else would've chosen a better spell...but hey, at least he's in alot of pain thanks to you." they both grinned at the idea that he was now suffering for what he did.
"Yeah..too bad we can't shut him up..."
"Yes we can Steven, hand me my wand..."
Silentium!
Johnathen's scream seemed to get swallowed in his throat, his mouth was still open, his face was still contorted, but there was no noise.
"It'll be a while before the nurse notices..."
"Nice, Sabrina. I didn't even know there was a spell to do that. Very nice."
"Yeah, I've picked up a few spells here and there from the other Slytherins, comes in handy."
"Well..I don't exactly want to but Madam Pomfry gets pissed at me if I'm here after 9, so I need to get back to the commons. I'll come back and visit you tomorrow like I've been doing."
"Oh don't worry I should be back in class by tomorrow morning."
He got up to leave but she stopped him by pulling on his shirt.
"Come down here for a second..."
And then they kissed.
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Notes: hmmhmmhmm an update! OMG! An update! with semi-mushyness or whatever you'd call it, fluff? eh, whatever, review, or don't, why do i get this feeling my story is read by only one person?
bah you people!
Summary: This story is supposed to be set a few years after the HP story. It won't contain very many of the official characters, except for the professors, of course. The rest will be made up by me. This is rated R because I'm too lazy to make sure it stays pg or pg-13.
The Tale of a Young Wizard
Note: Warning, mild language
--------
Johnathen was quickly taken to the hospital wing where they immediatly began working on the painful process of regrowing his arm. A rare but extremely vital magical medicinal procedure, a special liquid is ingested by the person and after several weeks the limb, or limbs, will grow back. The process is similar to regrowing bones but the pain is unbelievably worse. So for the next few weeks in Hogwarts most students avoided this section of the school, his screaming was so loud it kept even Peeves away, but only for the first week.
One student did not stay out of the area. Sabrina had to be taken to the Hospital Wing as she had entered into a mild coma due to the shock of both the attempted rape and the severed hand gripping to her arm. And this one student refused to leave for three days straight, until finally Madam Pomfry had to force him to leave. But he came back every day between classes, and was why she woke up when she did.
That student was Steven.
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It had been a week since the incident. Dumbledore had chosen to not punish Steven because what he had done was in defence of someone else. He deducted 100 points from Gryffindor for Johnathen's actions and he was seriously considering expelling him from Hogwarts. He had already put a charm on them both so that neither could come within 10 feet of the other. Steven was watching over her as he had been doing since the incident, he felt guilty. He concluded that it was his fault that she was in there because not only of his spell but also because he wasn't as good as Johnathen. She chose John over him and so it was his fault that she was there for not being good enough. Pessimists have an odd way of thinking don't they?
He started crying silently while he watched her. He had been so afraid that night that he would lose her that he didn't think about what he was doing, and he nearly killed her and had put her into a coma.
"I'm such a fucking idiot.." he mumbled to himself, ignoring the earth shattering screams of Johnathen on the opposite side of the wing, which he had gotten used to by now.
"I should've used the killing curse...fucking bastard would've deserved it...at least then I'd be able to hear myself."
Suddenly he felt a hand smack across his face, very very hard.
"No. You should've used the cruciatus curse you dumbass, do you have any fucking clue how traumatizing it is to see a fucking severed hand gripping on to you!??" Sabrina yelled at him, very very pissed off over the whole thing.
"I-I'm sorry...I didn't want to cause you any pain I just wanted to stop him..." he whimpered.
"Well just...please try to think a little bit about what spell you use next time...ok?" she squeezed his hand affectionatly for a moment and smiled at him.
"Thanks though...I don't even want to think about what would've happened if that bastard hadn't been interupted, you saved me." He blushed a shade of red that would've made one think that every ounce of blood in his body was now in his head.
"I-It's nothing, anyone would've done what I did..."
"No...anyone else would've chosen a better spell...but hey, at least he's in alot of pain thanks to you." they both grinned at the idea that he was now suffering for what he did.
"Yeah..too bad we can't shut him up..."
"Yes we can Steven, hand me my wand..."
Silentium!
Johnathen's scream seemed to get swallowed in his throat, his mouth was still open, his face was still contorted, but there was no noise.
"It'll be a while before the nurse notices..."
"Nice, Sabrina. I didn't even know there was a spell to do that. Very nice."
"Yeah, I've picked up a few spells here and there from the other Slytherins, comes in handy."
"Well..I don't exactly want to but Madam Pomfry gets pissed at me if I'm here after 9, so I need to get back to the commons. I'll come back and visit you tomorrow like I've been doing."
"Oh don't worry I should be back in class by tomorrow morning."
He got up to leave but she stopped him by pulling on his shirt.
"Come down here for a second..."
And then they kissed.
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Notes: hmmhmmhmm an update! OMG! An update! with semi-mushyness or whatever you'd call it, fluff? eh, whatever, review, or don't, why do i get this feeling my story is read by only one person?
bah you people!