Prompt: epidemic
Word Count: 100
Poppy took a moment to compose herself. “I’ve received some worried owls from parents afraid that these poor children will bring some sort of curse or disease with them. The Red Wand screened every single one of them for illness, injury, blood curses – they’re healthier than some students we’ve already had! It’s horrible, these children need compassion and – “
“Poppy, hush. You’re overtired,” said Septima, hurrying over to rub the older woman’s shoulders, and Severus had never loved her more. “You need to lie down for a few hours.”
Poppy closed her eyes. “You’re right, of course. Thank you, Septima.”