susan will mend your bones (bonafides) wrote in blackbirds, @ 2013-03-08 22:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: seamus finnigan, char: susan bones, era: trio, type: thread, verse: may 02 |
Susan rushed through the hallways, her bright green Healer's robes swishing behind her. As always, people were standing in the way everywhere she walked - families loitering around, waiting for visiting hours, patients out on a stroll, hospital staff trying to find a few minutes of rest during a hectic work day. Expertly Susan weaved through them, slipping around a bed that was being levitated into the elevator and apologising to a wizard who noticed her badge and tried to ask her something about a patient.
It was odd to think that she had been working at St. Mungo's for nearly five years now. That she was no longer an intern, following her superior around while he showed them the robes, but that she was a fell-fledged Healer herself, one who would soon be welcoming her own interns. She was nervous about that, but also excited. When she had been at Hogwarts, before the whole war started up, she had thought once that perhaps it would be nice to teach. In a few months, she would get the chance to find out.
Today Susan didn't have much time do dwell on her teaching skills for long, however. During the day, an itch had slowly come up on the side of her hand. At first, she hadn't paid much attention to it, carrying on with her work as usual, but when she had rolled up the sleeves of her robes half an hour ago to tend to a patient, she had discovered a nasty red rash on the side of her arm. She had dealt with the itch easily enough by casting a few charms, but it had taken her a while to realise just where that rash might have come from.
Turning a corner, Susan pushed open the door of the room where she knew Seamus liked to lie down inbetween emergencies. To her gratification, she found him there, stretched out on a sofa and fast asleep.
For a few moments Susan stood with her hands on her hips, just watching. Then she none-too-gently kicked him in the shin with the toe of her shoe to wake him up.
"Did you send me those flowers?" she demanded when his eyes fluttered open, not giving him the opportunity to catch his bearings.