Chapter 19: Frank's Words Come True

About two o'clock in the morning, Kelria was awoken by the phone ringing beside her head. She reached for it groggily, and nearly dropped it.

"Hello?"

"Kel…it's Yana…"

Kelria sat up a little straighter. Khyana sounded like she was having trouble breathing. "Yana? Are you okay?"

There was a bit of a pause, and then Khyana's breathless, "No."

"I'm coming over," Kelria said, standing up and grabbing her robes. "Just hang on."

"Sirius…"

"I'll get Remus and Sirius, Yana. You just stay there."

The line went dead, and Kelria pulled on her robes without bothering to take off her pyjamas, and apparated over to Remus'. She didn't bother with the courtesy of appearing blocks away; she didn't have time.

"Remus!" She shouted, appearing in his front hall and bounding up the stairs. "REMUS!"

When she reached his bedroom, he had leapt out of bed and was looking around, wide-eyed.

"Kel? What's wrong?"

"It's Khyana," Kelria said breathlessly. "She just called me, she sounded like she's having trouble breathing. We have to get Sirius and get over there and get her to St. Mungo's."

Remus was already pulling on his bathrobe and nodding. "I'll get Sirius, you get Yana and get her to the hospital, okay?"

Kelria nodded and apparated once more, this time straight into Khyana's kitchen; that's where the phone was, so that's where she assumed Khyana would be, too.

She was not wrong, and she found Khyana crumpled in a heap on the linoleum floor.

"Khyana!" Kelria shook her friend, but Khyana did not wake up. Kelria grabbed her hand and did a side-along apparition with her to St. Mungo's.

Sirius and Remus were waiting in the waiting room for the two girls, and Sirius looked like a sheet.

"I told her she should have come in earlier!" he said furiously. For all his fury, however, he was very gentle when he lifted his girlfriend from the floor and took her to the front desk.

"Can I help you?" the welcome witch asked boredly, not looking up from her magazine.

"My girlfriend's unconscious," he said firmly.

She briefly glanced up at him, sighed and popped a bubble with her gum. Then she reached lethargically for a piece of parchment behind the desk, and a quill and inkpot.

"Fill out this form for her, and then we'll admit her," she said in the same bored voice.

Sirius motioned with his head for Kelria to grab the parchment, and she did so.

They went to the chair area, and Sirius laid Khyana down on the chair. Then the three of them started working on the form, under the watchful eye of a healer who had entered the room. Apparently, she had been buzzed by the welcome witch, because she was looking Khyana over pretty carefully.

"Name? Well, that's easy enough. Khyana Malfoy," Sirius said, writing it down.

"Excuse me, sir. We need her full name. Including middle names," the healer said.

"Well, Khyana is her middle name, so that solves that problem," Sirius replied. "Next question."

"Oh, come on, Sirius, don't be stupid," Kelria snapped, snatching the paper from his hand. "Sara Khyana Alayan Malfoy," she wrote quickly. "Age? She's 21 now, I think. Yes, she did have a birthday, even if we didn't acknowledge it."

"Hey! I acknowledged it! I took her out for dinner!" Sirius cried.

Remus sighed. "Okay, you two. Let's get going on this."

"Moony's right. Okay. Address. 89 North High Street, London. Occupation? Um…well, is she considered an auror, Kelria?"

"Yes," Kelria snapped. "Of course."

"Okay, okay! I just didn't know if she'd received her confirmation or not…"

"Sirius, it's December. She received her confirmation at the end of August."

"Well, no one told me that!"

"I shouldn't be surprised if I were you," Kelria muttered under her breath.

"Alright, you two. Cut it out. Kelria, what's her auror number?"

"81," Kelria replied.

Sirius and Remus gaped at her. "She's been an auror for 4 months and she's already number 81?"

Kelria shrugged. "She's really good. James is number 75."

"What are you?" Remus asked, curious.

"83," Kelria replied. "Emily-Hope is the only one separating us."

"How many aurors are there?" Sirius asked.

Kelria shrugged. "Maybe 250."

Sirius and Remus beamed.

"250 aurors, and our girlfriends are numbers 81 and 83, Moony," Sirius bragged. "We should be proud."

"We can be proud when Khyana gets out of here," Remus replied.

"Good point," Sirius agreed. "What's the next question?"

"Abnormal medical history. Well, I guess her Mora Menda would go here, eh?" Remus said.

"No, sir," the healer said. "That would go under the "rare hereditary diseases" section on page three."

"Page three?!" Sirius exclaimed.

The healer nodded. "Yes, sir."

Sirius angrily flipped through five pages of very tiny print before glaring at the healer.

"Are you kidding me?" he asked furiously. "We don't have time to fill this all out; Khyana needs to be looked at now!"

The healer shrugged. "I'm very sorry, sir, but the whole form needs to be filled out before we can admit a patient."

Remus, writing very quickly and not very neatly, had hurriedly filled out the rest of the first page and all of the second.

"Here, Sirius, we only have three pages to go," he said, trying to calm down his friend.

Sirius muttered darkly under his breath about the incompetence of some hospital staff, but the three of them managed to get the form filled out quickly.

"Is that good enough?" Sirius demanded of the healer, shoving the form under her nose.

"Sirius, behave," Kelria hissed.

"Yes, it's fine, thank you. Your girlfriend will be well looked after, Mr. Black. You can come and visit her in two days, if she's recovering properly."

"What are you going to do to her?" Sirius demanded.

The healer shot a look at the still unconscious Khyana. "We'll have to look at her and find out exactly what's wrong, and then we'll let you know."

"Thank you," Remus said, grabbing Sirius' shoulders and steering him out of the hospital, followed closely by Kelria.

"I'm sure Khyana will be fine, Sirius," Kelria said.

Sirius shook his head. "She'll kill me. She hates the hospital."

"Well, we didn't really have a choice, did we?" Remus pointed out. "She passed out and could barely breathe. What were we supposed to do, leave her on her kitchen floor?"

Sirius shook his head again. "I should have made her go earlier."

"Stop it, Padfoot," Remus said sternly. "If you're going to be like that, just shut up."

Both Kelria and Sirius looked at Remus in shock.

"Wow, Remus," Kelria said admiringly.

Suddenly Sirius reached into his pocket and pulled out a ring box.

"What's that?" Remus asked immediately.

"A ring."

"For…?"

"Khyana."

Kelria and Remus both gaped at him.

"You're actually going to ask her to marry you?"

Sirius glared at Kelria. "You don't have to sound so surprised."

"I am surprised! Sirius Black, Mr. No Commitment, is actually going to ask a girl to be his wife?"

"Yeah, I am," Sirius replied defensively. "And if you have a problem with that…well, that's too bad."

"I don't have a problem with it. I'm just surprised, is all. Khyana didn't think you'd ever do it."

"I know. I kind of blew it with the whole dinner thing in the summer…so I gave her some time to get over that."

Kelria gaped at him. "That was five months ago!"

Sirius shrugged. "She needs time."

Kelria shook her head sadly. "I will never understand men."

A/N: I know, it's been a while...but I was away and then I had two essays to write...and it's kind of short, and I don't know what I'm going to do for the next chapter yet, and I'm going to be busy again in the next little while, so you'll just have to be patient with me, okay? And R&R, please!