 I did say he'd be back. Wowza!
Tie was in place, all buttons done up. He had his OWL results in his messenger bag along with a letter of recommendation and proof that he'd spent the summer interning Slug and Jiggers. Levi walked with the confidence he didn't necessarily feel, but could certainly fake if needed. And it was, to be clear, needed. Though there was something to be said about the way the back of his neck felt like it was on fire, and how his hands kept opening and closing a this sides.
He'd walked all the way from the Gryffindor tower, dealt with the moving staircases, helped two lost first years, and even stopped at the bathroom for a much needed bio break. It had taken almost half an hour for him to get to the hospital wing yet it'd felt like nothing; like one second he'd been walking out of the Fat Lady's portrait and the other he was right outside healer Reed's door.
Levi blinked. It was stupid to be this nervous. It wasn't like he'd come up with he idea--Healer Reed had come forward with it himself. He'd presented the possibility alone. And yet.
For once, he ignored the magazines and the board and even the sofa. He swallowed, feeling suddenly like his tie was too tight, or one of his shirt's buttons needed to come undone. Nervously, he craned his neck from one side to the other, as if stretching before a work out session. Then he took a deep breath, knocked on the door and... waited.
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