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Harry Potter (auror__potter) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-08 22:41:00

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character: ernie macmillan, character: harry potter, status: complete

Harry and Ernie
Who: Ernie and Harry
What: Some healing and catching up
Where: Ernie's flat
When: 6pmish, Wednesday, 10/8
Rating: SFW probably

"I'll go see a Healer as soon as we're done questioning Mister Waddlesworth," Harry insisted, glaring at Savage even as his entire body felt like it had been run over by a herd of hippogriffs. He'd had worse injuries; there was nothing life threatening that demanded he go to St. Mungo's immediately and check himself in. Savage gave in with a sigh, and Harry carefully made his way into the interrogation room.

Several hours later, Harry had lost track by the time Waddlesworth broke down and admitted to casting the Imperious curse on his mother-in-law so she'd stop hounding him about getting a job. By the time the wimpering man had been transported to the holding cells, Harry's head was pounding as much as his body was. The little man packed a punch, and could throw a curse better than some professional duelists Harry knew. He probably should have brought backup, as Savage had already reminded him, but it was meant to be a routine visit. Why did routine visits never end up being routine?

Harry sighed, and because he didn't think his body could handle Apparating, headed to the Auror's private Floos. His first instict was to go straight home, sleep off the bumps and bruises, but Savage pinned him with a look just as he was reaching for the Floo powder.

"Remember that Healer, Potter. I'll know if you don't follow through."

Knowing better than to ignore a direct order, Harry tossed in a handful of powder and stuck his head through, body screaming in protest at being folded in half this way. "Ernie? Are you home? Is it alright if I come through? Had a bit of a run0in at work, and don't want to go to St. Mungo's if it's at all avoidable."

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erniedtmac
2014-10-18 12:31 am UTC (link)

Ernie grinned back. He liked to see Harry's pride in his godson - his friend deserved it and so much more. "Don't tempt me," Ernie teased about working healing aurors. "Then you'd never be rid of me and my mother-henning."

He shrugged. "A little yes, a little no. It's nice to share, especially after discoveries are officially made and credit given, but when things are still in an experimental stage, there are some healers and potioneers that would rather keep mum on it until they've gotten recognition for their ideas. It can be a little competitive, actually."

The lilac glow finally narrowed from Harry's body to the locations of the injuries, made one final 'pulse', and then they were gone. "There, that should do it. How do you feel?"

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auror__potter
2014-10-20 11:40 pm UTC (link)

Harry gave an exaggerated wince at the mention of mother-henning. "Thanks for the warning. I get enough mother-henning from Mrs. Weasley and Andromeda." Not that he really minded the mother-henning. It was nice, and still a new enough novelty that Harry didn't resent it the way some of his friends did from their parents.

"That's an interesting thought. Cut-throat healers; who'd have thought," Harry teased, though it sounded not far off the mark from what Ernie was saying. There was some amount of competition within the DMLE, but for the most part they all just wanted to get the job done, and at least for his part Harry didn't care about name recognition. He supposed it was a bit different from actually developing new techniques and spells, though.

When the glow faded, Harry stretched all his limbs slowly, checking for any lingering pain. There was none, and he grinned at Ernie. "Good as new. Thanks. This was much less painful than a trip to St. Mungo's."

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