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‘i have but my eyes are thankfully fine.’ teddy blinked and continued to eat his sacred piece of cake. unlike muggle hospitals, st. mungo’s had wonderful food but a cake was still a treat. ‘there’s too much left to fight for me to let go, but none of it would be perfect without your work, triú.’ of course he had to thank his healers and mediwitches. he never liked being helpless but they made the feeling way better. ‘i’m glad to hear about dua, but primo, really? i’m sure he’s around. has anyone else seen him? i know andi’s still on two feet, you could ask her to look into it if you start worrying more.’

“that’s good to hear. if you feel any differently or start to feel pain again please let me know” she smiled softly. triú smuggles cake to the most injured, she always did it. it was something to brighten their day a little, it was the least she could do. “we knew you wouldn’t go out after this. you’re as stubborn as you are sarcastic and we know you’re a fighter. we’re here to help in any way we can even if that’s smuggling you some cake every ow and again” she admired people like teddy and his colleagues. they put their lives on the line every time they went to work and she couldn’t imagine some of the things they’ve faced. “yeah i’ll need to ask around to see if anyone has seen him or hopefully find him myself”

‘oh you are a sight for sore eyes. not that my eyes are actually sore, don’t start freaking out.’ teddy grinned largely, taking the cake and digging it straight away. he didn’t question if he was allowed to eat it or not since it was his healer giving it to him. ‘i’m feeling fan-fucking-tastic. other than the skelegrow making it’s way through my system still. no complaints. how’s everyone else? anyone you love get hurt? besides me, i’m very lovable, i know.’

“it wouldn’t surprise me if your eyes were sore, you got some set of injuries on you. you had us worried for a bit there teddy but we knew your stubborn butt wouldn’t go down that easily” she smiled trying to lighten the mood a bit. triú let out a short laugh at him devouring the cake she brought him “good to know your sarcasm is still intact. the skelegrow should be out of your system within the next few hours and then we’ll give you another checkup to see if you’ll need further doses and treatment.” she informed him “oh yes, you’re very loveable of course. dua is okay, she’s got some cuts and scrapes like most people but she’s not injured that much is obvious when i found her stuffing her face at the vending machine and i haven’t found primo yet. i have no idea where or how he is which if i’m being honest has got me freaking out a bit.” 

henry was used to working long hours but when he ended up working overtime at his 48-hour shift, he knew he needed to rest. as much as he wanted to stay and help out, he was smart enough to know that he’s useless to his patients if his brain doesn’t work due to exhaustion. after all, he did not want to be responsible for someone’s injury or even death.

all that was left for him to do was a pile of paperwork that amassed in those few days and he just wanted to get done with it as soon as possible. or preferably, dump it on some healer trainee. he walked into the room, looking around and let out a sigh when there were none inside. they were never there when he needed them. he spotted triú and walked up to her desk, smiling softly. 

“oh, i just need to go through this paperwork,” he nodded at the pile he was holding in his arms. “and am looking for someone to help, in all honesty.”

triú felt like she was everywhere and anywhere since she arrived at st mungos and much like herself every other healer, nurse and trainee was as well. she could see the exhaustion on her colleagues faces and in all honesty she was feeling it herself. 

seeing henry approaching, she gave him a small smile, knowing he most likely felt like she did. devastated and exhausted. “i’ve got some time since i’ve just finished up my paperwork. how about i help? we healers have go to work together, makes things easier” she offered. 

“Yes, I’d like to speak to whoever the fuck decided they could hold me here against my will. I mean, I’m out now,” Which was clear, considering his unhealed injuries and muggle cast for his wrist aside, “But I’d like to know why on Earth you all think that’s okay. And I’d like to break one of my cousins out, please- actually, all the people I love. Our family can heal them just as fine as all of you.” Which, some of them could- but some injuries his family members had sustained definitely needed more attention. 

Lou never liked hospitals, and never liked the idea of taking up space in a time of disaster- and with the resources at the fingertips of the Wotter’s, they’d find a way to get medical attention on their own time… Or, he liked to imagine. It had been a long time since he was truly a part of the family, no matter how much he had reconnected with everyone the past few nights. If they could use their family names any time, now was the right time- when others needed the help more than them. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be rude. I just know that you have the beds, but not enough staff, and… We can figure this out on our own.”

“i’m sorry but you’re here until your paperwork is processed and you’ve received a final checkup. i can’t let you break anyone out, everyone that has been admitted is here to be treated. once they have been treated and if permitted they can leave, until then they’ll remain here for medical assistance” triú politely informed him. she understood the frustrations people were having right now. 

she silently accepted the apology, chalking the others outburst up to worry for his friends and family “i understand but i’m asking you to trust in the healers here and the work that we’re doing. we’re working round the clock to ensure everyones safety and that everyone is given the medical treatment they require. your frustrations are valid and i know you’re worried but yelling isn’t going to help anyone.” she spoke calmly to try and bring down the other. “i promise you that we’re doing everything and anything we can”

Patience was not a virtue that Dominique had picked up on much in her life, and although she knew how overwhelmed the staff was, Dominique was distracted by her panic, and was far more frantic that she would have liked. “Could you tell me of any Weasley admitted? Or Potter, or Lupin, or C… fuck—just anyone?” Dom finally looked up at the healer, she felt many things at once. but mostly relief, for before her was an old friend who had always helped ease her. Relief, also, for she was not hurt. She wasn’t surprised though, considering she had already met the other two Calias in England and she assumed Triú was soon to follow. “I can’t express how glad I am to see you right now. And I”m terrified. My sister, Triú. She’s hurt. And shit–so many people.”

during times like this triú knew that there would be a lot of panicked yelling and never-ending list of questions. that was understandable. people were worried about their friends, family and other loved ones. when triú registered ho was in front of her she felt a sense of relief that there was one more person that she cared for that wasn’t hurt “I know dom, i know. and i’m relieved to see you too” she said, her voice full off sympathy and empathy. “i can tell you victoire, teddy and molly have all been admitted and there’s been no other weasley or potter admitted. they’re all being treated and they’ll all thankfully recover. i’m sorry i can’t give you more than that because of healer and patient confidentiality but once I get the word that they can receive visitors i’ll let you know. i’m sorry i can’t give you more than that at the moment, i really am.”

she didn’t really know what to do after the attack. she was a bartender and a photographer, it’s not like she had any skill set that would’ve been any use during this situation. when dua arrived at the hospital she focused on talking to people and being any help that she could. once people could go see their friends and family, dua was left to her own devices and weird things happened when that was allowed. like the holy grail she spotted a vending machine and headed over. she was stuffing her face with chocolate when she was bombarded with a hug and she instinctively wrapped her arms around the body knowing it was her twin. “triú! y-you’re crushing me. how are you so tiny and so strong?”

of course she found her twin stuffing her face with chocolate right now, but in that moment she couldn’t have been happier to see her sister being her usual dumb ass self. satisfied that she was convinced dua wasn’t an illusion, triú released the other “oh sorry. i was just so worried about you. have you heard from primo? i haven’t seen him yet” she asked, looking around to see if he was near.

triú had been working non stop since the attack, she had finished bandaging up a nasty wound on someones leg and had returned to the front desk to finish filling out some paperwork and popped it into the specific tray for processing and turned to meet some faces

“hi, how can i help you?”

triú hadn’t seen her siblings since everything kicked off and went to shit at the festival. the anxiety alone of worrying about them had her hands shaking but now wasn’t the time to crumble, at least that’s what she told herself. taking a deep breath, triú walked through the halls of st mungos and peeked into each room she passed praying that she didn’t see her brother or her twin laying in one of the beds. she passed groups of people huddled around each other or waiting anxiously in the waiting room and turned the corner only to spot her sister at the goddamn snack vending machine of all places. triú charged forward towards her to grab her in a hug.

“dua!”

“What? No.” She said with a groan. Octavia ran a hand through her hair. “I missed my favorite band so the festival is effectively ruined.” She paused, looking towards the other. “Care to help me drown my sorrows? First round is on me.”

“did you miss the whole set?” triú asked feeling sorry that the other had missed out on the part of the festival it seemed she was most looking forward to “sure, let’s go get some drinks to help you cope with your devastation” 

[ TRIÚ CALIA ] has arrived in Ardere! Under the bonfire light, this [ TWENTY FOUR ] year old [ FEMALE ] is sometimes mistaken for [ BENEDETTA GARGARI ]. Since graduating from [ BEAUXBATONS ], they have been working as a [ HEALER AT ST MUNGOS ]. Right now, they are currently residing in [ LONDON ]. [ LIV, 25, gmt, she & her ]