It had been one of those crazy days at St. Mungo's Hospital- when I'd eaten lunch standing up and scribbling out notes. But it had slowed down long enough for me to grab a quick coffee break.I was nearly dead on my feet and had a good few hours left on my shift, so I picked up another coffee and drank it on my way across the ward.

"What's up?" I asked Brynne, the shift leader as I passed the station. She handed me a rather thick folder.

"Your problem now." she said. "That case is all yours until the end of your shift. If it's still not taken care of, stay longer."

I looked down at this folder. People were only given one on one attention if they were really high up in the Ministry or famous Quidditch players. When I opened it up, I quickly understood why it had received this level of attention- it was one of the Potter kids. Famous Dad, who'd killed You-Know-Who fifteen years back, and Famous Mum, who'd conquered the Quidditch world and even dared to divorce the most famous war hero in history. I was extremely intimidated as I walked across the Pediatric Ward to his room. I slid back the curtain to his cubby, and greeted them. "Hello." I said. "I'm Healer Sadie Lewis and I'll be taking care of you today."

The little boy was on the examination table, in his Dad's lap crying. His leg jutted out at an odd angle and I could tell it was broken. I felt really bad for him. Although I was still intimidated, it my hands were less shaky now that I could see the patient. If I could remember correctly, this was the middle Potter child- Albus, after the Hogwarts headmaster. He looked exactly like his father, pale complexion, dark, unrully hair, and green eyes. He was around ten. Glasses were on the table next to the bed. I outstretched my hand to shake Harry's. "Harry." he said, "And this is Al." Al just looked at me, tears coming out his eyes.

"Hi, Al." I said, getting down on his level. "Looks like you might have hurt your leg, want to tell me what happened?"

"I crashed off my broom while I was trying to race Jay." he said, quietly. I handed him a clean handkerchief from my pocket and he wiped his eyes. "I landed on a tree."

I wrote it all down, guessing Jay was his brother. I put down my chart and put on some gloves. "Do you mind if I take a look at it?" I asked. Harry moved off the table so I could examine him better. I pulled his leg out forward and he winced. "That hurts?" He nodded. I touched it gingerly, but knew it was broken from the angle it was turned. Eventually, I saw no point in hurting him further and took off the gloves.

"Well?" Harry asked, wringing his hands nervously. I'd never expected the Man-Who-Conquered to be such a nervous wreck after a simple broken bone.

"It's broken." I said. I bent down to talk to Al again. "So I'm going to give you some pain potion, which should make it stop hurting so bad, and then I'm going to move your bone back into the right position. After that, I'll have to give you some Skele-grow, and you'll have to stay here overnight. In the morning you can go home."

Harry sighed. "Okay." he said. "He'll be all right?" He began to pace back and forth across the floor in the small cubby.

"Oh, totally." I said. "Tomorrow morning, there will be no trace of any broken legs on anyone." I assured them both, squeezing Al's hand. His eyes filled with tears again.

"I'm sorry, Papa." he said, and Harry hugged him again.

"I'm going to go get some pain potion and put the order in for your Skele-grow. If you need anything, just ring this bell," I pointed to the wall, "And I'll be right there for you. I'm assigned to be your personal healer the whole time you're here, Al, so don't hesitate to ask for anything." I got out of there to give them a few moments to be alone. I ran back to the Healer station and poured myself a cup of coffee really quick, trying to drink as much as I could before I had to go back in there.

"How's it going?" Brynne asked, walking past me. I shuffled the papers, looking for consent forms for Harry to sign.

"Fine." I said. "Broken leg, easy to fix. He'll be out of here in the morning." I grabbed a bottle of pain potions and made my way back to the room. In front of me were three kids that I knew must be gravitating towards where I was going. A tall boy with chestnut hair carried a little redhead on his back, she was giggling and wearing a frilly pink dress. They were followed by a red head boy. Potter kids, definitely. The taller boy stopped at a corner. "Jay- do you remember which way?"

"Up!" the little girl cried, tugging on the taller boy's hair. "Yes?"

"Uhm, no." the other boy said. "I think left, maybe? I don't really remember." They looked both ways down the hall, and stopped.

"Are you looking for your Dad and brother?" I asked. They all turned around to look at me, startled. The older boy nodded. "I'm the Healer in charge of Al. You can come this way." They all followed me down the hall. I knocked on the cubby frame, and Harry called for me to come in. "Look who I found." I said, holding the curtain back for them to go in. Al quickly dried his tears and sat up.

"What's up, Teddy?" Harry asked, standing up.

"Neville said he'd be here in ten minutes, and Hermione said she'd come get Lily at theirs." he said, letting the little girl down. She ran right to her dad. I set all the papers down at the table, and started getting them ready. Al's eyes were shut and he was trying to ignore the chaos that was his siblings. I uncorked the pain potion and sat on the side of Al's bed.

"How bad is your pain?" I asked him.

"It's okay." he said, eyeing his siblings. "I'm tough."

I found his courage adorable, and handed him the little bottle. "It's grape flavored, I hope that's okay." He tipped it back and swallowed it, making a face. "It doesn't taste great, I know. It might make you a little sleepy for a bit, so if it does you should just try and take a little nap, okay?"

"Uh-uh." he said, his eye lids already getting heavy. He rolled onto his side, away from his siblings. I looked over to the other kids, all talking at the same time. Harry looked to Al, and sighed.

"Al, do you think you will be okay for a few minutes?" he asked, raking a hand through his hair. "I just want to walk them out to meet Neville."

"Sure, Papa." he said quietly, staring off at the ceiling.

"Is he going to be okay if I leave him?" Harry asked, turning to me. The little girl was pawing at his shirt.

"Yeah." I said. "He will be fine. I'll stay with him if you want."

"Okay, thanks. I'll be right back, Al." he said. "Come on, kids..."

He took the kids away and the noise with them. Al was still awake and stared at me. "Can I get you anything, hun?" I asked.

"No thanks." he said. His voice was so quiet, his demeanor so soft compared to his siblings. "I'm just happy to have the quiet back."

"Yeah?" I asked. "I'll bet. How's your pain now?"

"Better." he said. "I didn't want to tell you how much it hurt in front of Jay 'cos he would make fun of me later for being a wuss."

"Oh, don't worry about that stuff, Al." I said. "Braking a bone is one of the most painful things out there- if you tell me how much it really hurts, I can fix it easier."

"All right." he said. "I will."

"I just have to wait for your Papa to get back to sign some paper work and I'll fix you and let you take a good long rest, okay?"

"He has to bring them to find Neville. That's his best mate." he said. "Except for Lily. Lils has something wrong with her."

"I'm sorry." I said. I thought about the beautiful little girl- she seemed to be perfectly fine to me.

"She has some... disease. Some Muggle thing that my Mum hates." he was rambling. "Seizures, I think it's called? I dunno, but she shakes really hard and forgets how to talk right, so she has to go to my aunt Hermione's. Plus Mum says we can't ever let her have a seizure in public because the press would have a... a something, I forget the word for it, but it would be bad and not good for my parents."

Harry slipped back in, and I thought he heard the end of it and knew what we were talking about. "How are you feeling, Al?" he asked.

"Better, Papa." he said, and I could see him relax. Now that his Papa was here he nearly drifted to sleep.

"I made the executive descision to medicate him without having you sign the waiver before because it was a little hectic in here." I said, "But if you wouldn't mind signing it now, along with the waiver for the Skele-grow, that would be great..."

"Thanks for that, by the way." he said. "I've got all the kids and my god son this weekend, usually I have the weekends off and then this happened and my ex-wife's on her honeymoon and it's been a very stressful afternoon for us..."

"I bet." I said, pointing out the places he needed to sign. I didn't know that Ginny had gotten remarried- I really needed to catch up on the tabloids.

"Does he really need to have Skele-grow?" he asked. "That stuff is nasty."

"Well, it really is the best way to heal something with this. And it'll leave him with the best heal, least damage, and quickest heal, so I'd really advise for it." I took a deep breath. "Though I could arrange for dinner and a bowl of ice cream to be brought right up after the treatment. He'll be medicated while I reset the bones, but that should wear off enough for him to develop a little bit of an appetite."

"That would be really great, thank you." he said. He looked tired.

"Do you want two bowls brought up?" I asked. He must be starving. "I can put in for a second dinner to be brought up. Or at least a cup of tea?"

"That sounds really good." he said. "When will you set his bone?" We both looked at him, he was sound asleep, his mouth wide open.

"The medicine is working. I'll go get what I need." I said. "I'll be right back."

I went to the Healers' station and started collecting supplies. I noticed Cor was just sitting around. "Cor-" I said. "Want to come help me reset a bone?"

"Sure." she said. "Did you get hooked onto the high profile that came in?" I nodded. She ran around and helped me get some of the supplies. I ran over to the tea and coffee machine and poured a tea, and stirred in two sugars, hoping that was good enough. "Tea? Really?"

"It's for the kid's father." I said. "And don't freak out when you see who it is." I knew Cor was a really big Weasley Quidditch fan and would nearly flip when she saw who's bone we were resetting.

"So does that mean you won't be coming home tonight?" she asked. We shared a little two bedroom flat in Diagon Alley, over Ollivander's.

"Probably not." I grumbled. "Brynne's giving me the day off tomorrow, or I swear..."

Speak of the devil, and she shall appear. Brynne came around the corner. "How's it going?" she asked.

"Great." I said. "But I've been here for ten hours already. I'm tired."

"You can have tomorrow off." she said. "You just make sure every single thing they want is taken care of ASAP. Sadie- do you understand?"

"Yes." I said. "Come on, Cor." We walked to the cubby and I turned around before we got there. I handed her the chart outside the door and put a finger to my lips. "Shh..." I motioned. Her eyes bugged out as she saw who it was and her jaw dropped.

"Oh my God!" she whispered. I opened the curtain, carrying the tea in one hand, folder under my other arm. Cor carried the supplies I needed.

I handed Harry his tea. "I hope two sugars is enough for you." I said.

"Yeah, that's fine. Thanks so much." he said. Al was still asleep on the bed, his leg propped up nicely.

"Healer Cordelia Hamilton." she said, shaking Harry's hand. "It's really great to meet you, sir."

Al was awake again, blinking at me. "Hi." he said. He yawned and stretched, and settled back into his pillow.

"Hey." I said. "We're going to set your leg now, sweetie. Do you want to know the whole process or do you just want to get it all over with?"

"Can you tell me later?" he asked. I uncorked a smaller, purple bottle that would sedate him for about ten minutes.

"Of course." I said. "Here, why don't you just drink this and take a little nap? We'll see you in about ten minutes."

He nodded and swallowed it in one gulp. "Night, Papa." he said, looking at Harry. Harry got up, and kissed his forehead. "Sleep well, Al." Al's eyes shut and he drifted off to sleep again.

"This might be kind of hard to watch." I told him, and we got set up. Cor held the bone straight and I pushed it into place, making sure it was not anywhere it shouldn't be. I felt the swelling and made a mental note to give him some anti-inflammatory potion after he ate dinner. I felt his leg, and it felt secure enough. I wrapped it with some gauze and soft bandages, then cast a spell to harden it up. His foot was secure and wouldn't move, so I propped his whole leg up on a couple of pillows. He was still asleep, and Cor cleaned up.

"If you need any other help, Sadie, let me know." Cor said. "And I hope he feels better!" she added, looking at Harry.

"Thanks." he mumbled. She shut the curtain behind her. "Thank you."

"Of course." I affirmed. "Do you want some privacy now?-or, is there anything I can get you?"

"You don't have any other patients?" he asked, looking a little confused. "The hall was full of kids earlier."

"No." I said. "They assigned me to keep an eye on Al until he's ready to go home."

"Oh." he said, looking guilty. "The Harry Potter card?"

"Just a bit."

He nodded. "That explains a lot." he mumbled. "Don't feel like you need to stay here all night, then. And know that I don't usually play the whole 'defeated Voldemort' card, but, you know... it's my kid and I just want him to feel better."

"Of course." I said. "I totally understand."

"Oh." he said. "You have kids?"

I could almost laugh, but didn't want to confuse him. "No." I said. "I have a cat. But I work with kids all day, and I see what parents do for their children, and I know they mean a lot."

Al's eyes opened, and he started blinking. He sat up, and looked at his leg. "G'mornin''..." he grumbled.

"Not quite." Harry said, laughing. "You only slept for about fifteen minutes."

I poured out the Skele-grow, feeling bad I would have to cause this sweet kid so much pain. It wouldn't set in for a few hours, after he'd eaten, partially digested, and slept for a bit. I was guessing around ten o'clock he would start hurting. I would just have to remember to keep some pain medicine nearby. I watched them hug and cuddle for a few minutes, and handed Al the potion. "Unfortunately, I have to give you this stuff." I said, "It tastes kind of gross."

"Will it make me hurt?" he asked, his beautiful green eyes looking up at me afraid.

"Not for awhile." I said. "Probably in about three hours your leg will start to hurt, but you tell me right away and I'll take care of the pain right away, okay?"

"

Okay." he said. He drank it and grimaced at the taste. "Gross!" He stuck out his tongue, squeezing his eyes shut.

"I know, I'm sorry." I said. "Do you feel like you could eat some dinner, Al? Even just a little? You haven't eaten in awhile."

"I think so." he said.

"Then I'll give you two a few minutes by yourself. I'll be back in about fifteen minutes with your dinner, okay?" I asked. "I'll be right outside if you need me, just ring me."

They both nodded and I left them to be. Finally, I got to sit down for a few minutes, and shove some pastries that were sitting on the counter in my mouth. I grabbed another cup of coffee to drink before their dinners would be here. Cor came around the corner, and sat down next to me, with a grin on her face. "I cannot believe you get to tend to them. You are so lucky!" she said. "I'm so jealous."

"This is why I am the one in charge of them." I said, nudging her playfully. "Really, he's not some pretentious arse or thinks he's a celebrity or anything. He's just trying to make sure his kid feels better."

"I know, I know." she admitted, still smiling. "He's so attractive though, I mean, I know he's older than us but still... yum."

I laughed at her. "Don't let Brynne hear you say that or you'll never get anyone other than the nobodies."

"Sure, sure." she said. "Anyways, I'm outta here in fifteen. Do you want me to feed Sam?"

I thought of my lovely, soft cat who was probably sitting on my bed, wondering where I was. Poor Sam. "That would be great." I said. "Thanks, Cor."

"Good luck." she said. "I'll see you tomorrow."

I grabbed some coloring books, crayons, and then took the two freshly delivered meals and brought them all into their room. They were both on Al's little bed, talking quietly. "Dinner time." I said, summoning a tray to put over them. I expanded the bed so Harry didn't have to hang off it so much, and put their meals down.

"Looks yummy." Al said, sitting up. "Thank you, Sadie." They both ate like they hadn't eaten in awhile, which they hadn't. Al's eyes lit up when he saw the dish of vanilla ice cream, and I thought he would lick the bowl. "Don't you get to eat?" he asked, looking concerned.

"Aren't you sweet?" I asked. "I already ate, but thanks, Al. How is your pain doing?"

"Feels good." he said, nodding. "Can I color?" he asked, looking at the crayons I brought him. "I mean, I know I'm a little old for that stuff, or that's what Jay said..."

I picked up the coloring books and spread them in front of him so he could choose whatever one he wanted. "That's why I brought them for you, hun."

"You have to stop listening to Jay." Harry said. "You can decide for yourself sometimes, you know."

He colored for a bit, and I left them alone for around half an hour. I checked in with Brynne, told her they were doing fine. As the night edged on, I was getting more tired. Brynne authorized me to take a Wake Up potion, which usually wasn't allowed for Healers on their normal shifts because they could create a dependency. I felt better quickly after that, and Brynne even sent someone to get me a sandwich. After I'd eaten I felt like I could do anything.

"Good work." Brynne said, "Now get back in there."

I went in. Al was almost asleep, Harry with his arm around him. You could tell he really cared about his children, it was really heart warming. "Hi Sadie." he said, in his calm, quiet, little voice.

"How're you doing?" I asked him. It was almost time for the pain to set in, so I hoped he could just stay up and wouldn't have to go through the shock of waking up and sleeping multiple times.

"Okay." he said. "My leg is starting to hurt again, though."

I got up and got him a vomit dish just in case, and got a pain potion out. He seemed okay for a few minutes, but I could tell the pain was setting in. His other leg was starting to shake back and forth and I saw a bead of sweat roll down his face. "Want the pain potion?" I asked him.

He started to gag and I grabbed the dish for him. He emptied most of his stomach into the dish. When he stopped, I shoved the pain potion down his throat and he relaxed. I could see his vision go cloudy. "Night, Papa..." he said again. "I love you."

"Love you too, Al." he said. "Have a good sleep." Al drifted off into dream land, and Harry slumped down into his chair. I returned the bed to its original size, and cleared away the vomit.

"Can I get you anything?" I asked. "Coffee, tea, ginger ale, there's a plate of danish out there and I could probably get you one. Heck, I could probably abuse a trainee and make them get you a sandwich."

He laughed. "I'm all set, thanks. I haven't had this much caffeine in years, my body's a bit shot."

"You've had a rough day." I said. I didn't know whether or not I should even bring it up, but I did. "I know you heard Al and me talking about Lily earlier... and I just wanted to let you know that everything you two say and do is extremely confidential. I'm not even allowed to go home and tell Cor or anything. So you don't have to worry about the press finding out."

He nodded. "Thanks." he said. "To me, it isn't a big deal. I mean, she gets seizures, but they're pretty well managed. I have pills for her, she takes one and she's okay. She doesn't have any developmental delays, I mean, her speech could be better but it's in the range of normal. To Ginny, though, it's a huge deal. I just don't understand, but I've learned to pick my battles with her, and this isn't one that's made the cut."

"Yeah." I said. "She's adorable, and I didn't know anything was wrong with her."

He nodded. "She is a spitfire, that's for sure. Takes after Ginny, definitely."

"That's my specialty." I said. "Newborns to Toddlers. But I'm usually put up here in general pediatrics because there's not much use for the little ones."

"What made you want to be a children's doctor?" he asked. "If you don't mind me asking."

"I like helping the kids." I said, looking over at Al's sleeping form. "The majority of them are so sweet, and it's usually really easy fixes, and such instant gratification. And they always smile when you help them."

"I don't think Al did much smiling today." he said.

"Tomorrow he will." I said. "Tomorrow, when he wakes up and can move his leg again he'll be pretty happy."

"How long will he be injured?" he asked.

"I'll rap him up nice and tight tomorrow morning, then you can probably take that off in about two days, I mean, have him take it easy but he'll be fine after that."
"Okay, good." he said. "Because Ginny didn't want to leave the kids with me- even though they're with me during the weekdays anyways so it's only a few extra days, and she told me she better now come home to broken children. And then Al got broken."

"It's pretty minor, all things considered." I said. "And he's a kid... that's what kids do, he was out playing with his siblings and he got a little beat up."

He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess." he said. "So you like taking care of children... but you don't have any of your own?"

"No." I said, laughing this time. "No kids."

"Well, it's not like you have a problem with them..." he mumbled.

"To have children, one would probably have to find at the very least, a boyfriend. And to find a boyfriend, one would probably have to date. Which I haven't done in about... three years."

"Me either." he said, sighing. "Except I already have the children part done with."

"At least your kids are pretty cute. And I am qualified to make that judgement because I spend all day with kids."

"Oh really?" he asked, laughing at my qualification. "Thanks." We were quiet for a few minutes. "The date thing for me is just way too hard. I have to meet someone who isn't fazed by the press, who doesn't have a problem with my kids, who isn't terrified by Ginny's scare tactics, and who can deal with my crazy schedule. My friend Neville tries to get me out of the house, but sometimes..."

"Neville Longbottom?" I asked. "I'm friends with his wife."

"Oh, you know Hannah?" he asked. "Did you go to Hogwarts with us?"

"I'm a few years behind your lot." I said. "I was in second year for the year after the battle, so I'm about six years younger than you all."

"What house were you in?" he asked. "I don't remember you, sorry."

"No, it's fine. I was just some random first year and you had more important things to do. But I was in Ravenclaw."

"You stayed for the awful year of the battle?" he asked.

"I don't even know how I managed it, really. See, I'm muggleborn... But Hannah worked it out for us to get to stay, she made up some family tree and produced some fake relatives and said we were cousins... Without her I don't know what might have happened."

"Wow." he said. "I never knew anything about that."

"Well, when you're hiding from Voldemort you don't exactly advertise it, but I'm sure you know that."

He laughed. "True." he said. "Wow. So were you at Frank's birthday party a few weeks ago?" he asked.

"Oh, no." I said. "I was working, but I sent him a gift. Were you at Louise's party in December?"
"All the kids had the flu that week so I decided to stay home." he said. "It's kind of funny that we have been sort of dancing around the same social circle for awhile." "Yeah it is." I agreed. We were quiet for a little longer. I could tell he was tired.

"How long have you been here?" he asked. It was almost midnight.

"A really long time." I said. "My shift started at seven this morning. But I've taken some Alertness potions so I'm fine to take care of him."

"Okay." he said. "Wow. That's a really long time. So you're going to go straight home and sleep?"

"Well, first I'll probably find something to eat that isn't pastry based, shove it in my mouth, and then go to bed." We both laughed. "If you want me to leave so you can sleep, just let me know. I'm not allowed to sleep, but I can go out there and do paperwork..."

"I won't get any sleep here." he said. "But thank you."

It was a long night. As it wore on, I was getting more tired and was definitely ready to sleep. Being a Healer meant long hours in odd patterns, so I was used to going many, many hours without sleep, but this was probably the longest I'd ever been awake. We talked though, and he was good company. He wasn't an arse, and it was hard to think about him as a celebrity at four in the morning. He nodded off in the middle of the conversation around four, so I got up to get discharge papers ready. I stood at the Healers station, filling out paperwork. I arranged for a portkey to be set up for them, just in case they wanted it. And then I sent down for breakfast orders. I grabbed another cup of tea for Harry and put a warming charm on it. The Healer in charge for this shift was Glenn, a short man in his late thirties. "You're still here?" he asked. "Oh, you got hooked on that high profile, I get it."

I nodded. "Can you authorize a Wake Up potion on my patient's Dad? He's been awake for almost twenty four hours and has a few kids waiting at home. Brynne told me to take care of whatever he needs."

"Sure thing." he said, handing me a green bottle. I took the tea and the bottle into the cubby. Harry sat up, blinking at the lights.

"Did I fall asleep in the middle of a conversation with you?" he asked. "Or did I dream that?"

"No, you did." I said. "It's fine. I brought you a cup of tea and some Wake Up potion."

"Thanks so much." he said. I could see how tired he was, his arms were shaking and his eyes were really heavy. He tried to uncap the bottle but his fingers were to shaky. I took it from him, opened it, and poured it down his throat. "Wow." he mumbled. "That stuff works really well."

"Yes it does." I said. "You should have about... eight to ten hours of good energy from that, but you'll crash pretty hard."

"Okay, I'll remember that. I'll just try and get my god son to watch Jay and Lily and take a nap for a few hours."

"Good idea." I said. "What time does Al usually wake up?"

He chuckled. "Al's awake pretty early, usually. Any time now." I looked up at the clock, it was just after six thirty. I went to get their breakfasts then, and when I came back Al was awake.

"Good morning!" I said, putting on the cheer. "How are you feeling today?"

"Great!" he said, a huge smile spreading across his face. "Thank you, Sadie!"

I smiled at him. "So why don't you eat up, I'll be back to wrap your leg one more time, and you can get dressed and go home. How does that sound?"

"Really good." he said. I put down the two plates of food and let them eat for awhile. When Al sat back, I got out the wrap and wrapped up his leg. It looked like it was perfectly healed. I left them to get dressed and went and collected all of my stuff.

"I'm leaving." I said to Glenn in a sing-song voice. "I've been here for twenty five hours."

"Have fun with that." he said, taking my time card. I grabbed the stack of discharge papers and brought them to Harry to sign. He did.

I handed them the empty potion bottle I'd made into a portkey. "Do you want a portkey?" I asked, "Or are you just going to walk out?"

"We'll walk." Harry said. Al stood up and Harry carried his stuff.

"I'll walk you out then." I said. "This way."

I brought them through the private lift so they wouldn't have to deal with other people, and then out the pivate exit into a random alley in London. "Well, I hope you feel better, Al." I said. He leaned over and hugged me, which I wasn't expecting.

"Thank you for making me feel better, Sadie."

"Of course." I said, ruffling his hair.

"Thank you." Harry said. I nodded. "Maybe I'll see you around?"

"Yeah, maybe." I said, and waited for them to apparate. Once they were gone, I apparated to the Leaky Cauldron. I needed some food, fast. I knew Hannah would be working because she opened and closed it every day. The large restaurant was mostly empty, just a few people in booths in the back.

"Just get off a shift?" she asked me as I sat at the counter. "You look wiped."

"It was a twenty five hour shift." I said. "I got attached to a certain... high profile patient and they wanted to make sue he received very good quality care." I wanted to hint to her who it was, but I couldn't because it was confidential. I had a feeling she knew.

"A certain high profile patient who's other children are currently asleep on my couch?" she asked, giggling.

"I'm not allowed to tell you." I said, but I winked. She nodded.

"Well, you must be exhausted. What can I get for you?" I was tempted to order some firewhiskey, but knew it would be a bad idea. I just ordered breakfast and she went back to put it in.

"How's it going?" she asked. "I haven't seen you in ages.'

"I know." I said. "I've been working crazy lately."

"Why?" she asked. "Are you trying to move out or something? Save up some money?"

"Well, no..." Truthfully, I spent such long hours working because I was lonely. At 27, I knew I should be settled down or at the very least dating someone seriously, and I wasn't. I was sick of going home and seeing my parents and them asking me if I was every going to settle down... Instead, I played the workaholic card. "I just like what I do."

"You workaholics..." she shook her head. She brought me my breakfast and I ate it quietly. The greasy food tasted so good after hours of nothing but sugar coated pastries. I heard chaos upstairs, and heard what sounded like a heard of elephants coming down the back staircase. Frank led the pack. "They're awake." Behind Frank were Jay and Harry's godson, Teddy.

"Harry's here." Frank said, coming around the counter. "Hey Sadie! What's up?" he came and gave me a big hug.

"Ah, Frank!" I hugged him back. "You're getting so big!" He grinned and nodded. "So how was your first year at Hogwarts?"

"Oh, it was great." he said. "I loved it. Mum told you I'm in Gryffindor, right?"

"Yeah she did. That's awesome!" I loved Frank, he was such a good natured and happy kid. I had known him since he was born, and he had never been down or sad. Teddy was staring at me, and I couldn't figure out if it was a good or a bad look.

Harry came down the stairs, carrying Lily and walking slowly with Al. "Aren't you sick of us yet?" he asked, looking at me. "I'm sorry to keep following you."

"You know, when you said 'see you around' I thought there might be a little bit of a time delay on it?" We laughed. I finished chewing the food in my mouth, and waved my arm to dismiss him. "I was just about to leave, don't worry about it." I picked up my purse to pay and Harry threw down a few coins first.

"Thanks for taking good care of us." he said.

"I am so tired I am just going to let you pay for that." I gave up.

Hannah looked back and forth between us. "So you guys know each other now?" she asked, scraping the money off the counter and placing it in the till. "Cool."

I nodded. "Anyways, I'll see you all later." I walked to my flat, struggling to keep my eyes awake. The shakes set in as I hit the stairs, and trudged up three staircases before finally coming to our apartment. Sam ran to meet me and I picked him up, cuddling his soft, fluffy body. I immediately got into bed, and he curled up at my feet. I drifted off to sleep for a very long time...

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