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He chuckled, lowering his head a little as he attempted to disguise the smile that fled to his lips. “I’ve been alright, I suppose in such situations you have to be.” He sighed, shrugging his shoulders loosely. His eyes fixated on the male for a little longer than anticipated, before dropping down. “If you consider high as a kite a good thing, then she’s doing well.” He frowned, shaking his head.

Connor nodded in response to his friend’s statement then clapped a hand down on his shoulder, squeezing before letting go and shrugging his own. “That’s her usual state though, isn’t it?” He questioned with a slight smile.

“Should I be worried? I feel like I should be worried.” He teased, not really meaning his words. He trusted the male, at least when it came to believing he knew what he was doing. “Can’t say I exactly thought I’d end up here either but I guess sometimes things are taken out of our hands.” He looked away awkwardly as he shrugged his shoulders. “Well I was attacked.” There was a smirk on his face as he stated the obvious, not wanting things to get too serious. “I’d rather not say if it’s all the same.”

Connor couldn’t help but laugh at the other male’s question then shrugged his shoulders, wrinkling his nose ever-so-slightly. “You don’t need to be worried, I think to think I know what I’m doing.” He offered Spencer a quick wink, the gesture hoping to reassure the other male that he was joking. Connor’s lips quirked up a little at the corners, a sad smile playing on his lips as the ebony haired male continued to speak. “No, it’s fine.. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t expect you to, not after - what is it, two.. maybe three years?” The young man crossed the room and took his wand from his pocket then reached toward the bandage that lay on the male’s forearm. “May I? It’s just a quick healing spell, and it will help it not to scar..” Connor offered the other male a gentle smile.

He admired his honesty, though he diverted his eyes elsewhere, avoiding the inevitable flush of the cheeks that would occur after such a speech. He chose to laugh it off, rubbing the back of his neck lightly. “Well— that was a little too soppy for us.” He faked gagging noises, chuckling away to himself. “How have you been anyway?” He spoke, attempting to change the subject.

A light laugh passed Connor’s lips as his friend spoke and he shrugged his shoulders. “Embrace it, you’re not going to get anymore sap from me for a while now.” The young man smirked then shrugged his shoulders. “As well as can be really, considering the whole war thing that is going on. What about you? How’s Elsie doing?” 

Spencer gave a small smile at the male’s joke. “Doctor, huh?” He repeated impressed. “Didn’t know I was what?” The Slytherin raised a brow curious to where the male was going with it. “I’ve been better, but I’ll live. How are you? It’s been a while.” 

“I mean, not technically speaking but - for now we can say that.” Connor said with a light laugh, shrugging his shoulders. “I didn’t know you were here, I didn’t think I’d ever see you again, not after..” He cut himself off again then shook his head. “What happened? Who did this to you?” Connor questioned the male, brows furrowing as he looked him over. “I’m, well, doing as well as one can during a war.” He laughed lightly then shrugged his shoulders. The young male didn’t want to ask what side Spencer was on, part of him knew already that it would probably not be the side he wanted him to be - knowing who his family was.

He hummed slightly, a smirk reaching over his lips as he watched over the male. “Sometimes I question your ability to take care of yourself, that’s all.” He laughed, shaking his head lightly.

Connor raised an eyebrow toward his best friend, laughing lightly to himself he then shook his head. “Your lack of faith hurts, Max. Though, I was pretty worried about you too.. And I’m glad to see you still alive and kicking - life would be pretty crappy without you.” He shrugged his shoulders.

Spencer hadn’t left the room since he’d been injured and had only recently managed to start getting out of bed to actually move around the room – though he hadn’t be able to manage it any longer than five minute – add to the fact that he’d barley had any visitors either was enough to make him feel like he was going stir crazy. He had been staring out the window wistfully when he heard the voice, one that he hadn’t heard in a few years. The shock was enough to cause his eyes to widen slightly as he turned quickly to face the direction it originated from. “Connor?” Surprise laced his voice having not expected to see him again.

The young man’s eyes flickered over the other male’s body, taking in all the imperfections that now lay over his skin. Eyebrows furrowed together in concern as he moved to meet the other man’s gaze with a gentle smile passing over his face. “That’s Dr. Connor to you.” He joked with a slight smirk, though quickly shook his head realising how lame he sounded. “I didn’t know you were-” He chewed on his lip for a moment, finding the words. “How- How are you feeling?” Connor questioned to male, gaze softening as he made his way to the other side of the bed. 

He shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to appear too intense, eyes lowernig to the ground. “Worried? Definitely not, but concerned? Maybe a little.” He responded, sighing in relief as he did.

Connor laughed lightly then clapped his friend on the shoulder with a smile. “I’m a little hurt that you felt the need to be concerned, you know I can take care of myself, right?” He raised a brow at the other. 

Connor had been assigned to the prisoner’s side of the ward today for check ups on those who had been injured during the attack. He didn’t know why they had to bother looking after them, though he guessed that was just the way the order wanted it. Traipsing into the final room, the male could almost feel his jaw hit the floor as his gaze fell on the male - he could have recognised him from a mile away. “Spencer?” He questioned, eyes wide as he quickly rushed over to the bed, eyes darting over the various different bandages that layered his body. “Holy shit are you alr-” He shook his head and took a step back, hand running through his hair, cursing himself for showing such an amount of care for the other male when he knew he shouldn’t have. 

      “Where have you been?” Max inquired, approaching his friend with worried eyes. He always scared for Connor, and knowing he may have been in some danger had set him on edge. “I thought the worst had happened.”

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Connor couldn’t stop a smirk from spreading over his lips as he noticed the worry laced in his friend’s eyes. “Max.. Were you worried about me?” He teased, raising an eyebrow toward him. Teasing aside, Connor had been worried about the other male too, he just didn’t want to give him to satisfaction of knowing that just yet.