InsaneJournal

Characters: Mandy Brocklehurst and Roger Davies
Setting: Diagon Alley
Rating: PG
Content: None
Summary: Some friends time
Status: Incomplete

It was exhausting. Mandy had known from the very beginning that being a healer-in-training was no easy task. She'd been training for nearly three years thus far and each year got more complicated than the last. The first two years were fully in the classroom, and over the past year, and more specifically the last few months she'd slowly been integrated into the ward, trying out the various areas and occasionally touching the patients. Mandy relished the challenges, and the changes that being physically present on wards posed, even if much of it meant running about on errands.

Even so, the last few days, since the carnival, had been particularly challenging. Granted, she wasn't spending nearly as many hours on her feet as some of the healers, and certainly wasn't pulling the amount of overtime that they were, but there was barely a moments rest during her day, and she'd been all over the hospital, across wards as they had attempted to make do with all the of the available resources. Even on the weekends she hadn't really been able to switch off. The house had been full, what with her siblings down form Hogwarts for the holiday, and her parents on holiday, and mandy had barely had a moment's peace.

It was for that reason that she'd decided that she'd needed a break that afternoon. With nowhere else to go, break meant Roger's and Roger's meant take-away. Armed with Chinese, she'd apparated to a secure location not far from his doorstep and walked the short distance up to his place. Knocking on the door, she waited patiently for him to answer, only realising last moment that maybe he wasn't actually alone.