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Who: Harry and James
Where: Hospital Wing Hogwarts
When: Late Monday Morning
Why: Harry needs to make sure James's alright.
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

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[j_sirius_potter]

Like the day before, James was sitting at the foot of Frank's bed, legs tucked up underneath him, his books on the table beside his own bed unlike the day before when he'd been doing homework.

Frank's parents had been in and out throughout the day the day before and when he heard the footsteps coming towards them he'd assumed it was Neville coming in before class so he was quite surprised when he heard his dad's voice. He turned his head, looking up at him for a moment before shaking his head, "No, he hasn't."

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Harry could feel instantly anger and frustration well up inside of him, which he quickly pushed away. He had been hoping that when he had defeated Voldemort back then, things would finally come to an end, but he must have been wrong. He reached out to put a hand gently on James's shoulder, giving it a small squeeze and letting his thumb caress comforting along it. He knew how horrible it was to watch your friends in the hospital wing, not being able to do anything, he had done that often enough already having lost count in process.

"How are you feeling?" he then asked in concern, looking at James's face to see how the bruise was looking like.

[j_sirius_potter]

James shrugged, "Ok, I guess. My back doesn't hurt when I move as much anymore." Madame Pomfrey had given him another pain potion the night before and that had helped alot. "My face still hurts though. Probably doesn't help that it was already bruised when I got hit this time."

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Knowing that he would be here for a while, Harry moved to sit down on the bed behind his son, but so that he could look at James and not stare at his back the whole time. "How come you were bruised up the first place?" Harry asked softly, leaning a little forward to watch his son closely. He was getting increasingly concerned about his son, and he hoped that at least now he would be able to help him somehow.