lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet Quote:
Originally Posted by Stefan River was busy preparing Charlotte's potions, his mind wandering to the boys and Paul as he did so when Charlotte decided that she didn't need rest. The Healer man could feel his patience wear thin, considering that the Deputy Headmaster and the boys were taking their own sweet time wherever they are. "Miss Kettleburn, you are to stay in that bed until I tell you that you're well enough to walk and talk." River straightened up and gave the Gryffindor a stern look. "Your lips say you're fine, but your body says otherwise. You will not be of any help to your friends if you are weak." he continued as he uncorked a bottle of sleeping draught and placed it back on the table. "They need medical attention, and I am the only one in this school who can give them the best cure. If you want to help your friends, then you will have to get better first," he said stuffing his hands in his pockets. River knew that the three would need all of their friends' support after what they have been through, and the Healer man was sure that Charlotte was one of their strongest friends out there. "Do we have a deal then, Miss Kettleburn?" he asked as he gestured his head towards the sleeping draught on her bedside table. You know, what Char got from that, when she managed to get her attention focused enough to absorb anything, was that the healer was going to give her a potion to make her able to walk and talk and not be weak so that she could help her friends.To see them. To help them. Whatever any of the three of them needed. Soo...
.... of course he had a deal! Char nodded. Sure! She'd take... that was some kind of awakening or perky uppy thing right? Maybe she should have paid closer attention in potions....
Either way she knocked it back and put the empty vial back on the side table. It would kick in any second now right? Any moment she'd feel better and be bouncing off the wa---zZZzzzzzz.
Char was out to it, but suddenly a little mew sounded and a little brown and white kitten crawled out the top of her shirt.
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