Dr. Potter had just finished a long day at the office and was cleaning and putting away his tools. His work was interrupted when someone burst in through his door. He turned around and saw a young woman with dark bushy hair holding and a child in her arms, tears in her eyes.
"Please," she said between sobs, "He's hurt. He fell out of the tree. Can you fix him?" Dr. Potter went over to the girl and took the child from her arms. The child had a cut on his arm, it looked ugly, but was not that bad.
"Of course I can fix him. Take a seat and let me get my things." Dr. Potter handed the child back to the girl and started gathering his tools. The operation was simple, sew the cut closed, clean up the patient, and pressto!
Dr. Potter handed the child back to the girl and watched as her eyes lit up like stars. "Thank you! Thank you Daddy!" Little Helen Potter gave her Dad a big hug and ran out of his office, holding her teddy bear and yelling, "Look Mummy! Look! Daddy fixed Mr. Snuggles!" Hermione squatted down to give Mr. Snuggles a close look. "That's great dear. Daddy's really good at that. Why don't you go back outside and play some more."
"Okay Mummy," Helen said as she ran back out the door. Harry walked into the kitchen and his wife smiled at him. "Well done *Dr. Potter,* another patient cured." Harry shook his head, "How Mr. Snuggles has survived this long is beyond me. She takes that bear everywhere." Hermione walked over and gave him a kiss. "You're a wonderful father Harry and an even better stuffed animal doctor." He smiled at her and pulled her in for a hug. For not the first time, Harry felt truly happy.