Evan nodded when Severus went on about Theo, face paling. He would have been about to start working on the serious injuries if it weren’t for knowing he had said he would give an update. His gaze stuck to Theo until he reached the point of explaining his next steps in regards to treating Lily.
“Parchment of ailments is in the top drawer of the desk — two pages worth,” He murmured then pointed toward the desk. “London got met with an explosion. Evans appears to have gotten the brunt of it. Phoenix tears have been administered and the broken bones have been reset. I was going to take care of the cosmetic part of things once certain the tears were successful. It’s been about ten minutes since using them.” He pressed his teeth together to suppress the worried look that seemed desperate to appear. “Original plan was to keep her under for the evening to give her body a chance to rest. The tears may accelerate things a little. I’ve only ever used them on external injuries but a few drops by mouth seemed like the best call so I am uncertain of what to expect. If you think there’s something I may have missed… I wouldn’t have suggested switching if I didn’t trust you.”
Anyone but Theodosia being brought in, and he would have let Severus work on them. “She’s stable for now and that’s the most I can ask for. I wouldn’t have been able to move her to St. Mungo’s with the condition she was in when Bones and Lovegood brought her in.”
Severus took the parchment from the drawer and listened intently to Rosier’s updates as he read the report. Again the cold and distant panic beat against his ears from far away as if through a body of water.
London got met with an explosion. Evans appears to have gotten the brunt of it.
‘ Phoenix tears, ’ Severus muttered. He looked at Lily, his lips pressed together in a flat line, teeth gritting helplessly. He looked at Rosier as the report wound down and the man said that he trusted Severus. He didn’t miss the hesitance, the unspoken don’t make me regret trusting you that followed the tail end of those words. ‘ Of course, ’ said Severus with a brisk nod. ‘ I’ll keep an eye on her. ’ He moved to her bedside, the parchment crinkling in his hand with how hard he gripped it.
He cast diagnostic spells of his own, read their results, tracked the progress of the Phoenix tears. He stood rigidly by her bedside, fingertips touching her wrist, feeling for a pulse. He watched and waited. It was all he could do.
End.
☽ 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃 ☾ @strcngered
𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓 - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒' 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘. It was with a heavy heart that Terrador took Ignitus' place as LEADER of the guardians. Yet, it had to be done. Most of the earth guardian's time was spent rebuilding the dragon temple. First the grotto, then the training area, the library, and lastly the guardians' quarters. 〝 Come Cynder, 〞 The earth dragon beckoned her to follow him. 〝 I have something to SHOW you. 〞