RP: Marlene/Scorpius Who: Marlene/Scorpius When: 18th June Where: Infirmary What: They discuss possibilities
There was more pain that there had been. Marlene had assured him that it was a good thing, because lack of pain meant that he would die. Pain meant that the body was fighting to recreate flesh and skin. There might even be potions to expedite the process, but it was too soon to take them, something about the body needing to do something. Scorpius was in too much pain to pay attention, but his Dad had assured him that now that he could take the potions, he would brew them.
Apparently, though, there was more than simply taking a potion. His entire body was covered in scars and if they only gave him a potion for the burns, he'd look like some terrible monsters from one of the Muggle films he had watched at Rose's house.
"Are you here to tell me what my options are?" he asked with a smile when he saw Marlene sit next to him. "And you look as bad as some of your patients. You need a good night's sleep."