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Tweak says, "how you doern?"

rockstar_badger (rockstar_badger) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-05-24 21:37:00

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!1998: 05, !incomplete, alfred cattermole, wayne hopkins

WHO: Wayne Hopkins & Alfie Cattermole
WHAT: the first wayward badger comes home
WHERE: Hufflepuff Common Room
WHEN: backdated: 19 May, late evening
WARNINGS/RATING: R for cursing and mangled body parts
STATUS: Open

Red. Red was the color of his dream. Red, orange, yellow. Fire. Heat. The heat of every nerve in his body firing at once, every synapse opening, electricity and heat and sheer pain flowing and flying and stabbing...

His eyes shot open. Each breath was quick and shallow, as if he wanted to take in oxygen but was guarding against what else might be in that air he was breathing. But there was no stench, no foul tang in the air. And his tongue, his mouth, was so dry, as if even drinking the Thames dry wouldn't cure it. He shivered, from pain, from cold, from fear.

He tried to calm his mind, to try to gauge his situation. He was on his back... For the first time in a while. He was on something soft... Again, a missed comfort. Obviously, he wasn't... wherever he had been. His mind was a mud bog...

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alfiecat
2010-05-25 02:13 am UTC (link)

Alfie hadn't really been sleeping well, not for the last few weeks. He was worried too much about his sisters, and his mum and dad, and about Audrey, and about Jules stuck in Ravenclaw on his own. And about his friends, Wayne (who was god knew the fuck where) and Drew and Ozzie and everyone. Things were really just... well, worse than he'd have ever thought they could be, and he didn't know that anyone outside of Hogwarts even knew!

So he hadn't been sleeping, which left him awake staring out of one of the windows just outside the door to the sixth year boy's room when he heard something like thumping, then a few minutes later a pained sort of moan - was it a moan? - from the common room. He headed that direction without really thinking... and that was when he saw Wayne, tossed over a couch in the common room like he was a broken toy of some sort.

"Fuck! Merlin! Wayne, is that you?" He practically ran to the sofa to check on his mate.

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rockstar_badger
2010-05-25 02:20 am UTC (link)

Wayne's first reaction was to freeze, completely, not blink, not breathe, not make a single bad reflex, when he heard his name. His panicked mind couldn't process the voice. He wanted to run, to slip away, to disappear...

He stayed where he was, shaking, wide-eyed. His brain was running at too feverish of a pace to even manage speech, or recognize his friend, or do anything but be afraid.

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	alfiecat 2010-05-25 02:21 am UTC (link)
	Alfie didn't recognize the reaction at all, he'd never come that close to that much fear. So he didn't think about reaching out to his friend, touching his shoulder, trying to see if he was alright. "Wayne? What happened?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rockstar_badger
2010-05-25 02:25 am UTC (link)

A very small piece of reason started to break through as Wayne finally recognized Alfie's voice. He still flinched a bit at the closeness of his mate, but in his condition, Alfie could have been twenty yards away and Wayne would have been uncomfortable.

He could feel something welling in his eyes. Something wet rolling down his cheek...

"Water," he gasped, wriggling away from Alfie, deeper into the sofa. "I need... water."

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	alfiecat 2010-05-25 02:27 am UTC (link)
	That, at least, Alfie knew how to do. He jumped up. "Okay! Okay, hang on!" And disappeared at a run. A few moments later he was back with a bottle of water from the stash he kept in his room, unscrewing the cap and pushing the bottle into his friend's hands. "Here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rockstar_badger
2010-05-25 02:34 am UTC (link)

Wayne jumped as Alfie pushed the bottle towards him, partly from the panicked shock of having something pushed at him and partly from the searing pain as he flexed his left hand. He sat up slightly, long enough to take a swig of water and gulp it down greedily. Even if it wasn't just ordinary water, it felt like the best elixir Madame Pomfrey had in her stores.

"Where am I?" He finally managed to speak without feeling his throat crack. It was a vast improvement.

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	alfiecat 2010-05-25 02:37 am UTC (link)
	Alfie hovered beside the sofa, but didn't try to sit down. What the hell had happened that he looked like everything hurt? And his fingers were bent crooked... "Huh? You're in the common room. At Hogwarts. What happened? Where were you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rockstar_badger
2010-05-25 04:47 pm UTC (link)

"Somewhere not good," Wayne said, mustering a faint grim through his pain. "I really couldn't tell you where it was... I'm just chuffed to be on something soft right now."

The tears that had welled in his eyes started flowing freely now, and he convulsed with his sobbing, each spasm causing more pain and more pain. He didn't care about posturing or trying to be tough in front of his friend, the kid he thought of as almost a little brother. He just wanted to not hurt.

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	alfiecat 2010-05-30 11:16 pm UTC (link)
	"I can see that but..." He trailed off, not sure what even to ask, and then Wayne was crying and Alfie knew what to do when girls were crying, but when blokes did it he was completely lost. "Can I... do you want anything? Who did this to you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rockstar_badger 2010-06-02 01:52 am UTC (link)
	Wayne tried to take a deep, calming, cleansing breath, but it only prompted more sobbing. "I don't know who it was," he said, trying through his sobs to regain his composure. "And all I want right now... is to get to the hospital wing." He started to twist, to try to move himself off the sofa, but he was just too weak, and reached out for Alfie to brace him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	alfiecat 2010-06-02 02:00 am UTC (link)
	Alfie was quick to move, a long arm wrapping around his mate's shoulders and trying to help him up from the bed. "It's after curfew, but ...." Alfie thought with Wayne in this state, no one would stop them, right. "We can go, come on." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rockstar_badger 2010-06-02 02:17 am UTC (link)
	"Just... Slow, yeah?" Wayne said, trying to put weight on a right leg that had been snapped several times in several places and reassembled with no regard to correct human anatomy. "And... put something over my hand. Like a pillowcase or something. I... I can't look at it." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

alfiecat
2010-06-02 02:20 am UTC (link)

Alfie hadn't looked at his hand closely before, but now it looked like his fingers were all at the wrong angles, and Alfie winced but then took out his wand, transfiguring a sweets wrapper in his pocket into a light towel - one of the things he knew he could manage, bad at wandwork or no, because towels came in handy and he'd practiced that one more than others.

He wrapped it around Wayne's hand gently. "Pomfrey will set you right, mate," He tried to sound reassuring.

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