Don't Call Me The Duffster

“No…. no I got it already. My wand I mean,” Lucy nodded in response, sniffing. “Just didn’t… feel like it would change anything to go after the guys again really. They’ve kicked my ass after all…”

“I think that can be arranged.” he says pushing a stray hair away from her face before they begin walking towards the hospital wing. “Is there anything else hurting? A simple potion should take care of your scrapes and bruises. Anything else we can figure out when we get there.” he signs before gripping the handles of his crutches and going. 

When Elliot didn’t scold her Lucy indeed managed to calm down again. She swallowed several times to make the knot in her throat go away and squeezed his hand, glad he was able to understand her despite her rambling and voice filled with tears.

“Well did you get your wand yet? If you didn’t I can go look for it.. or maybe we can get the matrons to send the grounds keepers out to check around for it if you didn’t get it back.” he signs, smoothing a hand through her hair again, trying to calm the knots that looked like they were forming.

Elliot would for sure be mad at her now, and Lucy was also sure she deserved it - after all they had been speaking about the topic, and even if it had been to help Elliot, she’d tried to find hints without telling him about first. “I… really only wanted to help….” she sniffed quietly. “Because none of the professors have found anything out yet and then I’ve heard a couple of guys speaking about…. something…. that sounded like this attack on New Year’s Eve and I…. and I went after them so I could maybe hear more…”

In the back of his mind he was silently scolding her for not being patient like he’d asked her to be, or if she didn’t want to wait, to take one of her family members or one of his friends. But when he saw how messed up she looked, and how obviously upset she was, he enraged, that someone would have had the nerve to put there hands on her, to hex someone just because. 

Lucy was glad when they finally allowed Elliot to leave the Hospital Wing again. Though, he had still troubles walking with his leg, so she of course had offered to carry his books and bag around whenver it was needed - not that magic couldn’t help here as well, but Lucy was worried the guy that had attacked Elliot would do the same again now at some point.

Elliot was thankful for the matrons for everything they had done to heal him. They were patient with him when he didn’t understand what they wanted, coaxed him into drinking potions that would only cause him further pain before things got better. They helped him get to the shower in one piece, tolerated the attitude he might have when he was asleep and they woke him. It was nice to see how patient they could be. He was sure to give them all a sincere apology and thanks for any trouble he’d been and thanking them for everything they’d done. 

“Oh come on Elliot - stop that,” she poked her tongue out as well, trying to tickle him with a laugh. “I am for sure not flawless. Not at all. Like - have you never seen acting me like a fool when wanting to flirt with a guy? Or accidentally dropping me already filled bowl of cereals when stumbling over my own feet?” Not that Lucy didn’t felt flattered, she was just very sure Elliot was actually thinking way too hig of her sometimes.

“I like how much of a klutz you are, Luce. It just kind of reminds me that nobody is perfect. But I think you’re perfect, just like your allowed to think that you tripping over your own feet on dry and solid ground is embarrassing.” he grins, playing with her hair again as they sit.

“Oh? Only with my hair?” Lucy teased in response to Elliot’s statement, nuzzling his neck with her nose. “Are you sure there isn’t anything else about me you might love as well, hm? Because you can tell me then. I like to hear it…”

“Mmmm. Yes. Only your hair. The rest of you is questionable.” he says teasing, and pokes his tongue out at her. “Of course all of you, baby. Your flawless. Head to toe, you’re a hundred and I feel like a dork everytime you introduce me as your boyfriend because I’m lucky to be dating such a sweet,charming and beautiful lady.” he signs grinning. 

Lucy hadn’t really thought about any next step yet, though, from all her romantic muggle novels she knew it would happen at some point. And, damn, if Elliot would have felt better and if they wouldn’t be in the Hospital Wing…. 

He smiles at how flustered she looks, bring a hand up to brush away the curly red mess that had come around her neck and was blowing into her face from there little make out session. “Have I ever told you how much I love your hair. I’m in love with it.” he signs and then runs his fingers through her long her.

“Oh you can bet I am going to owl her about it so hopefully you’re not regretting this decision now.” After all her granny loved to do such things, she had even made sweaters for uncle Harry when he had been a student in Hogwarts. “And I know… it’s really great! I am really glad you came over to me that day to kiss me,” Lucy then added in a whisper, blushing when Elliot kissed her knuckles.

“Mmmm I’m not feeling any pain, if that’s what you’re asking.” he groans, pressing his lips against the skin of her jaw and the pressing kisses along there. He reached just under her earlobe, sucking on her skin there and then bringing his lips back up to hers. They kissed for a while, and now then ever he wished that he was okay so that they could maybe take it one step further. He pulled away as the vibrations of her moans became more noticeable. 

“I’ve seen those sweaters before, on you and on Rose and on Louis.. I think I’ve seen Luca’s and Scorpius’ since they’ve got a close bond with your family since Albus is their best friend. Those are absolutely brilliant. They’re so nice. I’d wear them.” he nods, thinking about how nice it would be to have a nice maroon sweater with a gold E on the front to wear in the winter at school. 

“Only tell that my grandma and she’ll happily make one for your for sure,” Lucy teased with a chuckle. As a young girl she had really loved those sweaters herself as well, but the older she got the more odd it felt to wear them. At least in public.

“Hmm.. that’d be a great anniversary gift. You can get it for me in May, since that’s our one year. Our 6 months is coming up in a few weeks, can’t believe we’ve been together that long, hmmm.” He kisses the knuckles on her hand, running his finger tips over them afterwards.

“Oh I understand love, no worries. My family’s rather huge as well after all… and grandma still like to make us similar, but way too large and scratchy sweaters each Christmas none of us is going to wear in the end,” Lucy admitted to Elliot while chuckling slightly. “But it helps when someone in the family runs their own shop, and agrees to pay you for helping out there a little.”

“I’ve seen those sweaters before, on you and on Rose and on Louis.. I think I’ve seen Luca’s and Scorpius’ since they’ve got a close bond with your family since Albus is their best friend. Those are absolutely brilliant. They’re so nice. I’d wear them.” he nods, thinking about how nice it would be to have a nice maroon sweater with a gold E on the front to wear in the winter at school. 

Elliot’s eye( since at that moment his one eye was still partially swelled shut) brightened at the sight of the nice gift that Lucy had gotten for him. “Wow! That’s such a lovely little bracelet, Luce. It’s very nice, I love it.” he signs eyeing the colors, grateful that she new how much he loved having apparel to match his house colors. “ Would you help me out and clip it on for me, on my good arm?” he says and holds his good hand out, palm up.

Lucy literally started to beam when Elliot told her like liked the bracelet. She knew guys and jewlery could be a difficult topic, but when seeing those little things in the shop they had just seemed perfect for her and him. “Sure thing love. I am glad you like it,” she picked the bracelet up and clipped it around his arm carefully.

“Well my Christmas gift wasn’t exactly ideal when I bought it for you. Money was tight... and I didn’t want to cost my parents too much money. They gave me enough to get my families things, and my friends smaller things. But things got better... and my papa told helped me get you something nicer. I think you’ll like it,” he says, thinking about the pretty shirt he’d helped his papas make.

“Well I really don’t care as long as I can stay with you for the night. With bringing around cookies of course - which reminds me of something! Damn!” She still had the bracelet in her pocket. That one that was meant for Elliot. Putting the spoon down Lucy rummaged around a little to find it. “Here - and yes I know guys usuall do not wear any jewlery but I thought it would be cool….” It was made of chain maille rings and had the gryffindor colours and a little golden leaf was hanging on it as well. “I have a similar one in gold and black for Hufflepuff…. found them in this little shop we’ve visited in Hogsmeade before Christmas and well…. had planned to give it to you on New Year’s Eve already…. now it’s a little late I am sorry.”

Elliot’s eye( since at that moment his one eye was still partially swelled shut) brightened at the sight of the nice gift that Lucy had gotten for him. “Wow! That’s such a lovely little bracelet, Luce. It’s very nice, I love it.” he signs eyeing the colors, grateful that she new how much he loved having apparel to match his house colors. “ Would you help me out and clip it on for me, on my good arm?” he says and holds his good hand out, palm up.

“Hm,” Lucy nodded at this suggestion. “I could just say I am not sleeping well after all what happened and that I night here would help,” she mused, grinning mischievously. “Plus, I still have a secret stash of cookies I could bring along to fill your stomach with some good sugar. Will also help with the taste of the nasty potions, right?”

“I honestly don’t even think the excuse would be necessary. She could clearly see how much you wanted to be here last night since you missed an entire day of classes and you were here pretty late last night. It’s only fair. You made it through classes today without incident or popping back in here once. She’d have to have you stay. Plus I’ll say I feel safer with you there. That’ll for sure secure you a place.”

“Hospital food never seems to be goog huh?” The girl chuckled quietly, spooning up some pudding and offering it to Elliot. “I am going to bring more dessert then if I can. Since, even when the matron maybe doesn’t see it - good food helps to keep up the mood, and good mood helps to heal faster. That’s at least what I think,” she added with a smile, waiting for Elliot to finally eat the pudding from the spoon.

“It’s not good at all. For some reason they think that by taking away anything with flavor they’re keeping me from some unknown food allergy that I might have. But this school serves the same things everyday, and I’ve had a taste of everything. I’m not deathly allergic to anything but strawberries... and they don’t hide the stuff that has strawberries. I can look at it and tell. Or I just ask someone to try it for me.”  he shakes his head and crossed his arms over his chest. “Apparently chocolate and sweets are a “danger to my wellbeing in this state”. At least that’s what most of the matrons think. Buchanan doesn’t care. He’d bring me honeydukes just to spite them because he thinks they’re uptight. Unfortunately, Buchanan is away right now. So I’m out of luck.”