Pansy hugged him a little more vigorously, still worried about hurting him but he felt so good! She settled happily on the bed, sliding close to him so she was pressing against him.
'Well, at least they're doing something right,' she told him. 'Are you still using the ones from the Shack? Please tell me no, Cass, please? I mean, could they be any more incompetent?' she rolled her eyes, even though he couldn't see them. She'd sent John Mallard's information to Percy, but she didn't know how good he was with battle injuries. 'Honestly, Harry swears by Madame Pomfrey, but she's already mad at me for dragging her to see you when you were first brought in to the Shack,' she complained. 'But she'd have to have some experience, if only patching Harry back up....' she mused.
'I don't know, Cass, maybe Antonin? He's European. Maybe he knows some healers we don't know about?'
She frowned as she mentally reviewed those things she'd picked up in trade at the Inn. 'No, I don't think I have any extra wands,' she told him. 'I've picked up odds and ends when I could, in trade, and of course, I'll ask the elves, but I don't remember any wands....'
Her face closed. 'I don't care, Cass, that is just obnoxious, to complain like that! There are elves with no place at all to work, and he's bloody lucky he isn't one of them!' She muttered, 'I still think he should have some time scrubbing floors at the Inn and see if he wants to rethink his allegiance to Percy.....'
Her head lifted. 'Wait! What do you mean, you aren't an Auror any more?' she said suddenly.
'And I'm so sorry, Cass! I did mean to come earlier, but I've got Ella and that's gotten Polly a little confused. She loves Ella, of course, but she's not so sure she loves sharing Mummy and Harry's attention.....'