Jamie and Scorpius
Jamie had spent the day haunting the Hospital Wing.
Both his siblings were there, neither in good condition. He himself had come through relatively unscathed, just a few scratches he didn't even remember getting. He'd managed to help Savannah get to safety. But, Al and Lilu... Dad had saved Lilu, Peter Al. Jamie hadn't been able to get to either of them in time to prevent anything. The one thing his father trusted him to do, the one thing he was supposed to do, and he'd failed miserably. A lifetime of training and the first time it was truly tested, he'd failed the two people who meant the most to him in the world.
In between looking after them, trying to stay out of Marlene's way, and wrestling his guilt to the back of his mind until he had the luxury to feel it, Jamie had watched the others in the ward. Some had many visitors, others only one, maybe two. But, his attention kept straying back to Scorpius, the Potter Musketeers' adopted D'Artagnan. After one more time of watching his brother's best friend put on a fake smile for someone and pretend he wasn't in pain, Jamie had had enough. When that visitor left, he moved to take the seat next to Scorpius' bed.
"You don't have to smile," he said immediately, softly so only Scorpius would hear. "You don't have to talk or pretend. You can sleep if you need to. I just thought ig I sat here for awhile, it'd give you a break from trying to reassure everyone you're okay."