✧DAMNING MISTAKE✧

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 ɪ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴀ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴇᴄᴋᴀɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ
ɪ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ

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 ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴛᴀsᴛᴇᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ɪs sᴡᴇᴇᴛ

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It was the coming days until Regulus was due to return to Hogwarts and he was dreading it. Sure Rory would be there at the train station waving as the express heads off in return to Hogwarts. 

But the idea of No longer being able to play against her upset him more than he first realized. Sure it could be nice without siblings.

As Rory would always tease him for the ladies he fancied and now he can do with without her judging his every action. Hopefully Rabastan will get the memo of not tell Rory anything anymore.

Surely that wasn't too high of a request, but even now dread was filling as he packed his trunk. And in the attempt to push it off further, he found himself wandering into his sister's room.

He always had an open invite at the Lestrange's, but he had the manor to himself. It was peaceful, his mother was still on a wedding high since July and the manor couldn't have been easier to manage.

Even his Exceeds Excellent in Transfiguration and Herbology had gotten a low rating, granted his sister had gotten all O's. It rightly didn't matter how she finished considering her career path would've continued if she had a low grade in anything.

Although he told his sister that he could just take her textbooks, she said her's were entirely highlighted and marked up in.

So clearly she hadn't gotten the point in him asking.

Finishing his revisions that his sister managed to get through while dealing with her class, suppose she'll be too busy during this year to properly help. But anything would be good, considering this is the first time she wouldn't be as easily accessed.

"Master Regulus! Master Regulus! Urgent Owl, Master read! Master must read!" The elf had given him the parcels without much hesitation, reading the addressing script did he realize it was for the Black family as a whole. And with nobody home, he assumed it alright if he peeked in.

Scanning it had he missed the Saint Mungos, but seeing Aurora's name had him rush to his feet and run to the fireplace. 

"Kreacher! Cassi's in the hospital!" He shouted throwing the floo powder far to roughly to the ground as he appeared at the Hospital.

"I'm here to see my sister, Cassiopeia Lestrange." He demanded at the desk, the young witch intern at the desk had looked through the paper before her and scanned for the name.

"Mrs.Lestrange is at the emergency care unit, if you take that hall and take a right you'll see the signs." She directed, and he thanked her politely before hurrying along through the crowd, he arrived at the second desk and repeated the same line. 

Yet there was a mix-up, or a halt, or an emergency as Regulus couldn't bloody understand what happened.

But listening to those around him, it seemed as though the potion class had been exposed to a threatening explosion. His eyes betrayed him as he looked desperate for an answer but nobody was here to help him.

"Hey...Hey, are you alright?" A nice voice had called out, a small hand resting on his shoulder to gain his attention. 

"I...I'm trying to find my sister, she goes to Dareth academy." The witch, Kaitlyn, had known of the incident but looked down at her clipboard and pointed to the name.

"She's in 32A, I'll walk you down." She was indeed kind, and out of all the chaos, it was a blessing to have this aid. Kaitlyn took a moment to take the second clipboard and knocked before coming fully into the room.

When Regulus looked to see his sister in the bed he flinched, he no longer could hold it in. 

"Mr...Mr.Lestrange—" The young Black shook his head and said his name, Zane knew that it was her brother instead.

He dropped down to the chair before his sister, her face was sporting bruises, but it confused him to see wraps over her eyes.

"What happened?" He croaked out, and Zane began explaining that there was an experiment gone wrong, one potion had reacted to an extra ingredient being added, and the one beside it reacted just as bad.

Regulus took one long look at Zane, and looked awful, smelling of burnt cloth. His sister mentions him and another fellow, but him being absent must mean he too hadn't gotten off any better.

"Rabastan...I don't...I was the only one home when the letter came." Kaitlyn offered that perhaps sending an owl to his work would be a better approach. But he was at a meeting.

A meeting.

When Kaitlyn finally left it threw Regulus into a panic as he looked to Zane in doubt and confusion. "I'm not family, they're not telling me anything either." The boy nodded and turned to his side.

"Kreacher...Get Rabastan, he needs to come now. Emergency room 32A." The Elf nodded with pleasure and popped out, and for the first time in Zane was appreciative of a house-elf.

The women in bed had mumbled a few times. And it took on account of multiple attempts until Regulus understood what she had said. "Raba..." It sounded like a breathless calling, but whatever medication his sister was under put her into a comfortable sleep.

However, Kreacher had jumped from one place to another in mere seconds. His order had been interrupted before he could properly fulfill it, so here was at, at the grand foyer of the Malfoy manner. The ominous detailing was all but a blur as the old elf continued with unsteady feet.

"Dobby surprised to see Kreacher, is Kreacher alright?"

"Kreacher needs Master Lestrange." He spoke strongly, out of superior it was clear that the Black elf had topped Dobby, but this was Dobby's manner to maintain. So he did not allow him to continue off.

"Master Lestrange is busy, Dobby take note." Kreacher was being more than stubborn as it was a direct order from two masters that were overriding this one, yet the commotion of it all had alerted Narcissa as she looked to them in aw.

Never has she seen two elves fighting.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Her voice lingered in the thin air as either elf stopped toppling the other, but before Dobby could have his say, Kreacher beat him to the punch.

"Mistress Lestrange is at Saint Mungo's with Young Master Black, they ask for Master." Narcissa caught her own breath as she thought she had misheard. Her mouth parted as she knew that was a very valid reason to interrupt a meeting.

No matter the extent.

She inhaled and closed her eyes as she nodded. "I'll go and get him." Kreacher was thankful for Mistress Malfoy, because even the elves were in knowledge of how brutal the Dark Lord could be.

So the youngest Black sister of the three took her stance in front of the meeting room that heated the inner circle and the newer additions, since she had designed the room from an unused ballroom she knew what it had been laid out as, just a long dining room table with enough chairs for the lot of them to host. As well as rooms for whatever other...Activities they wish to do.

That was none of her business or her knowledge to know of.

Knocking on the door three times for a solid demand was enough to send chills to her spine. Had she interrupted the Dark Lord in his speech?
Interrupted someone begging for their life?
An interrogation?

Her thoughts had gotten the best of her, so when the young Severus Snape had answered the door a gasp had filed through her lungs.

"Mrs.Malfoy, what seems to be the problem?" She blinked for a moment to remember her undefined issue and then demanded that Rabastan comes to the door for a moment.

Severus nodded and the young. Lestrange had come forward to meet with Narcissa in the hallway. "Cissy I promise you can drag Rory to whatever shopping district you want, now's—" Narcissa shook her head and her hands clung to the heavy likes of robes he was dressed in.

Unlike Serverus he had been granted the inner circle attire.

"Cassi is at Saint Mungo's...Your elf just came and delivered the news, Regulus is with her now but..." There was no more information that she could give him, yet it didn't matter, his mouth already had gone dry.

"R-Rory...Was she attacked?!" He hissed, and Narcissa still could not answer so he nodded and returned to the room with his mask featured onto his face. He swiftly missed his position beside his mates and continued to the Dark Lord in order to get a word.

"My Lord, pardon my interruption and rudeness but my wife has been hospitalized, I—" He did not have to finish his sentence, partly it was Aurora's favoritism that had him spark his reaction. As well as his curiosity in wanting to know, so he sent Rabastan off and away to be with his wife.

However, he did not disclose it to the rest of the group.

Ripping off the robes did Narcissa catch them as they fell. Sending them to Dobby to drop them off at the house, Kreacher offered out the room she was stationed at to the Master before he departed entirely.

The rush had died down a small fraction when he arrived to the hospital, but all those in the Dareth academy incident were still in need of attention. And already had the Daily Prophet made a report for the next morning's paper.

He had stopped himself in the doorway to his wife sweaty and pale, Regulus holding her hand and whispering something that the ringing anger could not amount to.

"W-what—" The voice had pulled the boy out of his trans as he desperately looked to his new brother in agony. Rabastan knew the look all too easily as Aurora had sometimes given it to him at the beginning of their relationship.

Prior to the 'I love yous' he wondered if his presence was a replacement to her brother.

However the fear that was running through his veins were the possibilities, her face bruised and carefully sporting the cloth wraps around her eyes.

"Reg...What happened?" Regulus couldn't replay much as he wasn't there, which caused the sudden notice of another presence in the room. 

"Mr.Lestrange it's nice to properly meet you." The man offered his hand and Rabastan gripped it firmly, though there was a moment of hesitation as this was not the right time for a new introduction.

"Zane Winchester, this was a potion lab incident Sir. The doctors haven't said much more on what happened to her." The name was familiar, but seeing that he too was sporting similar bruises and burns.

Regulus couldn't dare take his eyes from the way his sister looked, her fingers looked stilled in this abrupt position, and he surely knew what it was.

"She tried to block the damage, better than these fellows having it." He offered Rabastan Aurora's wand and the husband instantly took it in his hold.

It was all too easy to see what the woman had tried to help, and perhaps the entire class had faired better with the quick thinking.

It surely did.

"Dumbarses in the class caused it, sure she's mentioned them a few times before. They got the worse of it too." Rabastan nodded along, but as his hand interlocked with his wife he felt how damn warm they were.

That was not normal of her.

Rory's skin should be cold, but instead it was warm, too warm.

"Mr.Winchester, good to see you awake. How are you feeling?" The man waved any of the medical care as he wanted Aurora to get checked first, while Zane offered either of his classmate's family to take her bedside was faulty.

"Injured mate, take a seat." Rabastan offered, and the man was indeed thankful for it though he wanted to be polite.

The wizard had checked vitals, heart rate...Everything in result of what the others had been facing. 

"Mrs.Lestrange had unfortunately been too close to the explosion, from the way others had explained to me she had managed to lower the contents of the chemical reaction, however the risks of exposure is still a priority concern." Mr.Lestrange narrowed his brows and questioned it further.

"I personally believe, and I will get another doctor's opinion...Is that some of the potion's contacts had gotten into Mrs.Lestrange's eyes...Right now she is in an induced coma, we will give her a potion to wake up after everything has healed. A nurse will be in shortly to get her properly undressed." The husband nodded and thanked the doctor, but Zane was showing his anger and rightly so.

"Her...Her eyes?" Regulus issued, and already was the feeling of dread sinking into his stomach.

"Bass she'll...If she can't—" 

"Reg she's going to be perfectly fine, alright?" When the nurse popped up Zane knew what he had to do. 

"Come on Lad, let's get something to drink...Mr. Lestrange do you want anything?" He shrugged and pulled a few coins from his pocket to give to Regulus.

It was difficult to see Aurora being handled by the healer, but the bruises had ended to where her clothes covered. It was her face that was where Rabastan would choke at.

The kind nurse washed her in antibiotic lotion and it would aid with healing, with all these medications trying to combat the pain...it put Rabastan at ease knowing she wasn't feeling any pain.

"I'm Otto Handson, I'm a chairman at Dareth Academy and it's my duty to check on my students!" The man yelled, and it instantly met the husband's ears as he peeked down the hall, he could leave his wife just for a moment. Just a moment.

Hurrying down the hall did he call out to Mr.Handson, and relief flooded the elder wizard. There were no words displayed as Otto silently followed behind to see his favorite student in a hospital bed.

"The whole building was evacuated, I hadn't thought it was her class. But Eager had sent me an owl, do you know what happened?" The wizard explained the best he could, be even repeating Zane's words didn't far all that well as he himself didn't understand the terms.

The chemical reaction was normal at Hogwarts, but this wasn't a normal potion spitting back up at him for not stirring. This was larger than that.

With both the Lestrange name in the list of injured and Handson here at the hospital, it led for reporters to swarm the entrance demanding answers.

Finally the second opinion doctor had come into the room with the previous one, although Rabastan and Regulus had been clueless on the terms they were using. Both Zane and Otto were not, both have studied or is studying in the medical field.

This was their area.

Regulus couldn't manage to look when the bands around her eyes, and by the look of pure horror on his brother's face...It had indeed been bad.

"Vision Impairment...Degree 4...How's the lab with the drops?" It was a mix of discussion, but there was no miss that Aurora would be dealing with vision loss.

And Rabastan Lestrange felt weak to his knees. Taking away her vision would ruin her, for her to not read? To not see? Merlin was it a difficult potion to swallow.

"Mr.Lestrange, it was just like I spoke prior. Your wife will have a temporary loss of sight for the next coming weeks." 

"Weeks?!" It sounded rasp as Rabastan couldn't have been more relieved.

She would be gaining them back eventually.

"No, the potion that was being crafted in the practical was not poisonous nor used any lethal ingredients. Count your wife lucky sir, those near the second potion are suffering worse." It didn't make anyone in the room feel better that she had gotten off easier than a few others. Twenty-six were emitted into the Emergency room and it was only now that Rory was checked off.

"A nurse is going to administer the eye drops, I'll be back and check back after it has time to settle." 

"How long will she have to stay?" Rabastan questioned, and it had been an issue considering he missed a Death Eater meeting.

"After the twenty-four-hour mark then we can discuss this, but two days being the minimum...Visitation ends at eight o'clock, but Mr.Lestrange you are welcomed to stay." It must be the laws that are aiding him in this regard. Because there was no way shape or form be able to go home alone, so he nodded at the invitation to stay and returned back to his wife.

She looked fairly better of that antibiotic treatment the nurse had given her, as well as dressed her in a thin hospital standard gown.

"I am going to owl a colleague, he specializes in potion mishaps." 

"Would you owl Aurora's parents as well?" The man nodded, and it was indeed a good deal for Regulus to take a breath of fresh air and go along with Otto.

As Mr.Handson asked for a parchment and ink set Regulus supplied it instantly and the potion master made quick work in the given foyer.

However the return had not been silent, especially when it was two sets of footsteps. So when Walburga had finally caught his son returning home, he surely got an earful.

Regulus had tried to get a word but it only proved to be worthless as it changed the tone drastically into something demonic in their mother.

And then he was sent to his room.

But the son did not move.

"No. Mother, Cassi is in the hospital, I responded to a letter sent by Saint Mungos." The women was indeed off guard as she caught the wall, a dozen thoughts raced into her mind.

But the idea of losing another child banged in her black sole. Granted Otto had indeed stepped into the foyer as well.

"Ah, Mrs.Black...I wish this was a better circumstance but unfortunately your daughter was caught up in a potion related incident...Could I borrow your owl? I was hoping to send this to my friend who could help—" The women once again did a character change as she rushed to call the owl.

"Your mother is indeed a scary woman." The elder wizard breathed, and Regulus nodded in comparison. 

"Father's home...I'll be right back sir." The boy had found his footing and hurried off upstairs to the study.

Without even allowing his father to speak a greeting did Regulus spew out the information. It had Orion's chair screech back as he had passed his son and down the stairs.

The man was somewhat relieved to see Otto in the foyer. The two greeted each other, and Otto wasted no time explaining what had happened. The only issue is that it would be a better plan to take the floo rather than apparating.

And that was due to the press.

During this time Aurora had shifted in her sleep, her hands unclenched and it was a pleasant reminder that she wasn't gone. Or that's what Zane's attitude about it was, Rabastan appreciated the wizard across from him. And when Mrs.Winchester had made her way in with a young babe in her arms...Rabastan had to chuckled at how damn scared he had turned.

"Zane Ulf Winchester you damned bastard—" 

"Love, Zackary shouldn't be hearing that sort of—" And it was in that moment Rabastan Lestrange had been handed a child.

The little fellow looked up to him with a goofy grin, Merlin was he a cute lil lad.

"I hate to break up this lovely spat, but young Zackary is getting quite upset." Mr.Winchester indeed was embarrassed at his wife's actions on passing the child off to the first person in the room.

"Victoria, this is Aurora's husband...Rabastan Lestrange." Although he didn't like how regulus witches and wizards reacted, especially in this situation...These were Aurora's friends, well friend and his family.

"Mr...Mr.Lestrange, I am so sorry I—" 

"Nonsense, he's a cute little bugger." Zane chuckled, he already looked like father material the way he was holding the boy.

And after Aurora had met both Zackary and Zefrina, it was clear she too could handle children. Very well as they would always ask 'When's Rory coming? Can Rory come for dinner?'

They were going to set up a day to get together, and Aurora didn't mind if the children came as she wanted both Zane and Victoria to feel welcomed.

Unfortunately, the last thing that Walburga needed to see was a child in his lap, so Zane offered to take a walk with his wife...So when his in-laws come it'll be a less crowded room.

Personally, Rabastan was having trouble even looking at Aurora's mother, but this was going to reign in all his negative emotions.

Her family had a right to know, but as he waited for her parents and brother to come, he felt himself slipping.

Had he lost her...? Had last night been the last time he could've been close to her...All these 'what ifs' had brought silent tears to him as he demanded himself to watch her stomach rise and fall, that she was indeed alright.

That she was going to heal.

Hearing that those idiotic dunderheads couldn't manage to pay attention was giving him anxiety for the future. Had Walburga been right? Was this field truly safe for his kitten?

The knock at the door was a light gesture out of his thoughts as he saw her family in through, he stood up on unsteady feet as he quickly greeted the family.

"They gave her a few eye drops...She's been put to sleep for the duration of the healing." Orion's eyes didn't dare look back to Rabastan, especially after he had just seen his precious daughter so weakened, so terrible. He had kneed down beside the bed to give attention to the opposite hand.

Mr.Lestrange surprisingly held his anger to Walburga as she looked to be in a struggle to contain her own tears. But it was Reg who looked up towards his brother in law in hope for more details. But there was nothing he too didn't know.

A few moments later had the head healer enter the room to digress a basic summary over again to the newcomers, but it also added what Rabastan would need to do when she was released from the hospital.

The family stayed at her side in hopes her healing would drastically change so that they could take her off the sleeping potion. Narcissa had peeked in for an hour, bringing Rabastan some dinner from home as anything the Hospital would serve wouldn't be anything good.

Regulus demanded to stay longer, Narcissa offered to bring the lad home when the visiting hours are over. Rabastan couldn't even begin to think of going home, one of the helpers had already put in a separate bed for him to take. Granted he wouldn't want that much distance from his wife, the chair was comfortable enough.

"What...What if she can't...How long is temporary?" Neither of his family members could tell him because even those in the hospital would be making a mere guess.

"You heard Mr.Handson Reg, she's having the best care done to make sure she's alright..." It felt far too early to be eight o'clock in the evening, but they were reminded twice and Narcissa didn't want to cause trouble to those around them.

When Rababstan was left with nothing but the dinner that Narcissa had brought he sighed and slumped further back into his chair. Rory had moved all but a few times, and Zane claimed she was saying 'Raba' in the early hours of the dosage being given.

But otherwise she wasn't doing much else, the switch of doctors informed Rabastan that they were going to take her off of the coma induced medication soon, as they checked her one final time and it turns out it was the same potion that Madam Pomfrey had used when she has gotten into a fall on the pitch.

To avoid another heartbreak of her not recognizing her husband—Or husband's voice, as she wouldn't be able to see—

He didn't know how his parents were going to react, or the Dark Lord as Narcissa was going to reveal the situation to them.

Rabastan forced himself to take a few bites of the excellent cooked ham that was packed for him, but it was hard to swallow with her resting just a foot away.

"Gods Rory I wish I knew one of those prayers you fancy...But maybe all those years of praying yourself will help you now, yeah? Just have to get through this...You'll be alright, you have to be because damnit you can't leave me. Not yet, that's cruel. Not when I just got to start calling you my wife..." A sob broke out in the midst of him begging, but he didn't dare brush the tears away as it meant moving his hand away from his wife.

 "And Reg?... So whoever is listening, Diana, Crone...Whomever, you help her please." He had cried further, having kissed her knuckles over and over again as though he was truly in a prayer position.

The nurses recommended that he start rubbing her arms and legs just to get the soreness out as she's been entirely still the entire day. Her body was returning to its cold statue, and less than ten minutes ago had the doctor come in and administered the potion to allow her the chance to wake up.

He offered a gentle smile as there should be no reaction this time around and Rabastan would be eternally grateful if they could skip that possibility.

It was close to two in the morning when she moaned into the air and shifted her sore shoulder. Her husband couldn't manage at the sight of her body moving as he sat frozen in place, watching her lean on her side facing him, her hand under the pillow and her face stuffed into the pillow.

"Hey there love... Right here hun, right here." A smile masked her face for a moment before it died down. His hand smoothed through her hair as it prompted more or less the same reaction.

What had been the biggest sign that she has returned was that she shivered, pulling up the blanket further up her person caused Rabastan to hurry and grab the extra blanket to wrap securely around her like a child.

"Raba?" Her voice was groggy and tired, that of which he had kneed down in front of the bed as close as he could. 

"Love...I'm right here." She started to stretch further, rubbing her eyes as they were watery and irritated to the brim. 

"Don't touch your eyes, let me get the pillow and—" He hadn't seen her eyes all that much as they were under the light of the doctors. But when her eyes flashed open he couldn't help but freeze. They held no similarities to her normal grey pools.

Instead they held completely two different colors. The one to the right was pure white, like ice. 

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Yet the other...The other reminded him entirely of what the universe was described as, though he hadn't had much of a view as she continued to rub them.

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Her breath started to accelerate instantly as she tried to look around desperately, feeling her face and anything around her. "R-Raba?" 

"I'm right next to you...I need you to take a breath." He spoke, now sitting onto the bed and wrapping his arms up and around her. "Breathe with me...Come on love." His hand was placed over her chest to secure her into place, it had been his cologne that really threw her into a realm of calmness as she leaned into his hold further.

"I can't see...Why—why can't I see—" Tears filled those odd-colored eyes as he tried his best to not crack either.

"There was an incident in your classroom love, Zane was here and explained what happened..." 

"W-what?" He hummed, but with this new information her anxiety hiked up once again.

"Otto was here as here, he's bringing in a specialist."
"Is...Is everyone—" 

"Chemical burns, your's have already healed...The doctors think some had gotten into your eyes love. Please don't play with them alright?" She focused on her breathing without the need for his instruction.

Her sobs filled the room as he rocked her back and forth, this was by far the worst of anything that could've happened to his wife. 

"A-are we in Saint Mungos?" He hummed light behind her and fixed the hair behind her ear once again. A small kiss tingled on her cheek as she smiled light at his affection.

"Zane told me that you attempted to stop the damage...Whatever you managed love you prevented an even worse outcome." Although her eyes lacked their proper function they still widened in clearance.

"Did I?" Perhaps it was the in the moment reaction, but as she stayed silent and attempted to remember the scene she felt around her shirt.

"W...What am I wearing?" 

"Are you cold? Here." She shook her head but didn't deny the addition of the blanket, on top of that she leaned further into his hold.

Millions of thoughts ran in her mind as she stuffed her face away. She managed to turn herself into a liability, this would stop her work in the Order and in her career.
Granted a room filled with a little over two dozen students were affected.

"Regulus came first, he...he had gotten the owl first." 

"No...He saw me like this?" Her husband shushed her worries as Regulus handled it entirely. Rabastan had been in a meeting, though he didn't outright say it was a Death Eater one, but she figured as much.

"Your parents came as well, and Cissy." He watched from the side to see her eyes continuing to blink about as though her eyes were attempting to connect, she obviously felt eyes on her and so when she turned to look at him...The attention was given straight to his lips.

"It's temporary love, it's not forever. But you're awake now, the doctor can take a better look." She rightly didn't speak about whether or not she wanted the doctor to come, but the nod of her permission caused him to slightly move up from his position and fetch the doctor. Without the warmth of Rabastan, she hugged the blanket on her back and around her shoulders, the fluffy and soft material giving her some sort of comfort compared to whatever her hospital gown.

"Love...This is Doctor Handler." He introduced but it was the door clicking closed that rightly gave her an indication as to where the two men were.

"Mrs.Lestrange how are you feeling?" It started out with a list of questions, a small little light offered to her eyes and it confused the doctor significantly. 

"I'll be honest, I don't know if the change of color is in aid or the chemical reaction making a mutation." As Rabastan was about to question in counter to that, his wife followed it up with a response.

"Are...Are you saying that this could be longer than just temporary, or is it embedded into my genes?"
"It's hard to say, we are still trying to work what Mr.Belby was concocting or—" Why Rabastan didn't think his wife knew was an act of doubt, instead the Doctor took note of every bloody word she spoke, and she explained how it was more than likely just one other potion to enact an explosion like it had.

"Raba...What time is it?" 

"About three in the morning, I'm sure Reg will come in the morning again." A soft smile came upon her face, but soon another presence came in along with a nurse.

"Well would you look at that." The wizard cooed, and a bright smile enacted on Aurora's face. Although it wasn't rightly directed to Otto, he couldn't be all that offended as he came closer.

"Mrs.Lestrange informed us what she believes what ingredients had been in either of the student's caldrons...I'm going to send a nurse in for another dose of eye drops. Recommending every two hours." Otto wanted to take his own look into the eyes as he would need to explain the symptoms in a letter.

"Are you sure you're feeling alright?... My friend will be here by tomorrow evening." She interlocked her hand into Otto's and nodded.

"I'm fine, I swear...Would you please get some rest? Rose is going to have your head." Although Aurora had missed the man's eye roll, he did nod and tell her that he would be heading home.

When the room was finally emptied of guest, Rabastan's arms snaked around her and she huffed. "You need to sleep too." 

"I'll get it later, Merlin thank the gods you alright love...It—It would've been cruel if you were stripped from me already." Both her hands had gone out but obviously mistaken Rabastan's height as she felt up his chest and cupped either side of his chest.

"I'm right here...I should've been more careful, maybe if I had my glasses on I'd—" This is where he stopped her rambling, if she fell on that train it would only get worse.

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Date Posted: 08-11-19

Time: 2:59

Words:  5718

So I forgot to post yesterday😂I'll make it up by posting tomorrow too!