Day Twenty - Recovery, already?
Who: Sirius, James, Simon
Where: Medlab
When: after leaving the portal fiasco
Rating: PG-R in case there is language
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: James brings Sirius to the medlab; Simon tends to him while Sirius whines about Muggle medicine and jokes about dying. James angsts a little before Sirius falls asleep.
He was staggering by the time they'd reached the medlab. He would have preferred the infirmary and the witches to heal him - or hell, even that girl that had shown up that wasn't a witch or a doctor but could heal anyway - but the medlab was closer. So he'd put his life in the hands of the Muggle doctors. At least until he could get the witches or the other healer over to him. Or Laurel. Anyone who could make this pain stop.
He let James help him inside, groaning softly in pain as he eased onto one of the beds, waiting on a doctor to come see him. His hand hovered over his robes before he glanced over to James. "I don't ... want you watching this, Prongs," he said before he coughed and winced.
Sirius didn't think for a minute James would leave - when had they ever abandoned each other in times like this? - but he really didn't want to watch James react to whatever his chest looked like.
Where: Medlab
When: after leaving the portal fiasco
Rating: PG-R in case there is language
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: James brings Sirius to the medlab; Simon tends to him while Sirius whines about Muggle medicine and jokes about dying. James angsts a little before Sirius falls asleep.
He was staggering by the time they'd reached the medlab. He would have preferred the infirmary and the witches to heal him - or hell, even that girl that had shown up that wasn't a witch or a doctor but could heal anyway - but the medlab was closer. So he'd put his life in the hands of the Muggle doctors. At least until he could get the witches or the other healer over to him. Or Laurel. Anyone who could make this pain stop.
He let James help him inside, groaning softly in pain as he eased onto one of the beds, waiting on a doctor to come see him. His hand hovered over his robes before he glanced over to James. "I don't ... want you watching this, Prongs," he said before he coughed and winced.
Sirius didn't think for a minute James would leave - when had they ever abandoned each other in times like this? - but he really didn't want to watch James react to whatever his chest looked like.