A/N whoever's name is in brackets…it will be their POV...if it's not obvious. It's normally Ron's but when he's not around, we need someone else, do we not? On we go.
(Thomas) and the Seraph
I was lying on the cold ground coughing loudly, my chest hurt like a fucker. Those idiots had taken my bag and my coat. Who takes a coat? I heard steps coming towards me and was suddenly afraid they had come back to steal my hat too. Whoever it was knelt down beside me, and pulled me up to lean against the wall.
"You okay honey?" It was a very beautiful man. I was taken aback for a second.
"I'm afraid so." I said, wiping blood from my now broken nose.
"Did they get any money?"
"No. I had none for them to get. But they stole my coat." I looked in the direction they had run off to. "But they missed a sleeve." The man gave me a small towel and I wiped my face with it. "Thanks."
"Hell its Christmas eve…I'm Angel."
"Angel? Indeed." I replied as he passed me a bottle of water. I poured it over my head and rinsed the blood off. " Friend's call me Thomas…Dean Thomas."
"Nice to meet you Thomas. Let's get a band-aid for you knee. I need to change, there's a 'Wizard Support' group at 9:30." I looked at him surprised. "Yes…it's for people with AMIDS…people like me."
"Me too." I said with a slight smile.
"We'll get along fine. Let's guy you a coat, get a bite. Some lady just paid me to help her out…so I've got money."
"My friends are waiting." I motion to Harry and Ron's building down the block and blush as Angel smiles at me.
"You're cute when you blush. Anyways, the more the merrier! We'll get you cleaned up and then head along to meet them." I shake my head as he helped my up from my position on the concrete. "And I don't take 'no' as an answer." He smiles at me and we make our way down the alley.
A/N more to come…I don't mean it to be cut up by song, but when it keeps changing POV it might
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