#flavour

Will: Morning

Piper: Heyy

Percy: Where is the flavour? Let's spice this up a little bit

food always be just a bit too spicy

or

food always be just a bit too bland

Thanks for the poll request, anonymous! Keep 'em coming, folks.

@jegulus-microfic April 6, Word count 285

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Regulus had never felt fear like those few minutes, not knowing if James was going to be all right. He hadn’t been able to stop himself from climbing up onto James’s hospital bed and curling up beside him. 

The sound of smashing glass woke them both with a jolt. 

“Sorry,” Madam Pomfrey gasped as she waved her wand over the shattered glass to vanish the mess as she collected herself. “Visiting hours end in half an hour,” She informed them before she sat a few diagnostic charms over James. “Make sure he takes this before you go,” She handed Regulus a little vial like the one she’d administered earlier, so Regulus guessed it was a painkiller. 

“Of course, Madam Pomfrey,” he put the potion on the little table beside the bed and settled down next to James again. He’d stretch this out until she kicked him out. There was no way he was leaving after half an hour. 

He looked up as Madam Pomfrey pulled the privacy curtain back over and wasn’t sure of the wink she gave him before she went to deal with her other patients. 

Regulus had just begun to dose off again when he was rudely awakened by yet more noise. 

“Hey, Potter, heard you tried to make out with a bludger!” Barty crowed as he dropped a box of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans on the table beside the pain potion. Regulus quickly snatched it up as more treats were dumped on the table along with a small pebble. Pandora.

Regulus flopped his head back against James’s shoulder. This was going to be a very long half an hour, he thought as his friends and James began to chat happily.