Halloween Prompt - Revolting.
Open Day - Care of Magical Creatures - Unicorn.
School Of Prompt - Genre; Romance
Gringotts Prompt Bank
Once Upon A Time - "So the only thing you accomplished was property destruction?"
Once Upon A Time - "One thing I excel at is surviving."
Vampire Diaries - "As soon as you're feeling better, I'm going to kill you!"
Word Count Without AN - 642
Hospital Visits
Harry woke up slowly, his eyelids protesting when he tried to open them. He ached all over, feeling somewhat as though he'd been hit full on by a muggle truck. Groaning, he forced his eyes open, somehow unsurprised to find himself looking at the sterile white walls of a hospital room. He wondered what he'd done this time.
The last thing he remembered was being frustrated while helping Hermione demolish her garage and casting 'bombarda' at the stubborn wall. Clearly that hadn't gone well.
Before he could attempt to sit up, a healer bustled into the room.
"Ah, good, you're awake. Drink this, please."
Harry took the potion gingerly, eyeing it with distaste. It was snot-coloured and didn't look at all appetising. He drank it down when she glared at him, handing the vial back when he was finished.
"That's revolting," he said plainly, wrinkling his nose.
"It will help repair your broken bones, Mr Potter. You should be thankful we have such potions at our disposal."
He nodded grudgingly. At least he wouldn't have to try and walk with his leg in one of those mental pot things. He was saved from replying when Severus walked into the room, stopping short when he saw Harry was awake.
"You're alive then?"
"One thing I excel at is surviving, Severus. You'd think with the amount of times you visit me here, you'd know that by now."
Harry wasn't surprised when he suddenly found himself wrapped up tightly in Severus' arms. He sighed into the hug, enjoying the warmth and feeling of safety it brought with it. Severus was always more affectionate when Harry almost killed himself, and since it happened on a fairly regular basis, Harry was used to such a reaction.
"What were you thinking?" Severus asked when he pulled back, sitting in the hardback chair beside Harry's bed. He didn't let go of Harry completely though, taking hold of his hand.
"Hermione wanted rid of the garage so she could build a better one. Or, so I could build a better one at any rate. The wall wouldn't come down, so I tried 'bombarda.' Clearly I was a little over zealous with my casting."
Severus blinked. "So the only thing you accomplished was property destruction?"
"Well... yeah."
"As soon as you're feeling better, I'm going to kill you!"
Harry chuckled. "You don't mean that. You know you don't. You love me too much to kill me."
Severus shook his head ruefully. "What am I going to do with you, Potter? You're a walking hazard."
"Ahh, but I've got a secret weapon. You."
"And what if I'm not there?"
"You'll still save me. You made the potion I just drank, didn't you?"
"How'd you know that?"
"Only you make them taste so disgusting."
Severus swatted at Harry's head. "Cheeky brat."
"How's Hermione? She didn't get hit with anything did she?"
"Hermione feels terribly guilty, but physically, she'd perfectly healthy."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Misplaced guilt. She's going to be a bloody nightmare for weeks now, you know?"
"Oh, I'm well aware. Three times this morning alone I had her head in the floo, apologising. She'll be along shortly, I'm sure."
"Perfect. Do you think I'll get away with pretending I'm asleep?"
"I heard that Harry Potter!"
"Ah, shit. Hi Hermione."
"And that is my cue to leave," Severus muttered quietly, smirking at Harry. He leant over, pressing a gently kiss on the younger man's lips. "I love you."
"I love you more. You'll come back later?"
"To save you from boredom, yes. Merlin only knows what you'll get up to if I don't."