Chapter 14:
Just a short update, so I hope you will all like it. Lately I've been struggling to write and have this annoying block going on.
Previously:
Poppy sat behind her desk observing those under her charge, she just asked a house-elf to make some warm chocolate, adding some calming draught to it to give to all of the three witches before her. She was glad Luna made Ginny see reason, she didn't want to send the young redhead out of her ward but she had an iron fist when it came down to taking care of her patients. Her reputation of a bossy school nurse was every bit justified. She continued to watch the young girls and couldn't help but think that they lost too much already, she might not understand what was going on but she would be damned if she didn't somehow find a way to help them.
And a way she found. She was going through Snape his old notes and couldn't believe her eyes. His research, on horreuxes explained everything. The way Bellatrix managed to survive taking an unforgivable to her face.
"Blimming hell, she pulled a Potter" The nurse spoke softly to herself.
Her husband looked up, "sorry love?"
"Oh - I, Merlin's beard darling I do not even know where to start. I need to talk to Mungo" Poppy ranted to her husband
"Wait the Mungo Bonham? As in THE FOUNDER OF ST. MUNGO'S?!"
"Why yes dear, do keep up. Who else would I ask?"
As if she just stated the most obvious and normal thing in the world. Not caring about the fact that there was no way to contact the dead, and a portrait could only state so much. Not to mention the fact that he hadn't been found in his portrait since 400 years ago as wizards and witches alike kept bothering him for advice on even the tiniest insignificant ailments of that time. But he had seen his wife in one of her medical rants before when that Lockhart fellow had 'practised' medicine, she was furious and he was using that term lightly. He knew his wife was passionate about being a healer and took her job very serious as the matron at Hogwarts.
He truly loved her but she was a bit hard to follow at times. Well at least this time her medical revelation didn't come in the middle of the night. He could recall countless times where he would be awoken by an ecstatic outburst of joy as she found a cure or help for some illness. Or her lying awake till the early hours of the morning fuming over how Minerva was attacked by a pink toad. He could recall what she said word by word "Cowardice, that's what it, was…, despicable cowardice… if I wasn't worried what would happen to the students without me, I'd resign in protest!" Moments later he held her in his arms as she cried in frustration.
Few knew of Poppy more than just an ordinary school nurse. She was actually a fully-fledged Healer who was consulted many times by those in charge at St. Mungo's. However, she didn't want the fuss and depressing nature of a hospital but rather aimed to inspire students to become fellow healers. Over these last years she had recruited more than her fair share. Her latest 'win' was a lovely girl named Luna.
He was pulled out of his musings by the very person occupying his thoughts.
"Sorry love, I was lost in my thoughts for a moment. What did you say?"
Poppy didn't even look cross with him and repeated her question once more. "Would you help me break into the head of St. Mungo's office?"
"What do you need me to do?" He replied just as calmly. A clear 'no' - would have been the normal response but he trusted her. Besides his 'thieving days' may have been long behind him but he sure didn't forget his old tricks.