Two Worlds of Magic, ch. 7
Chapter Seven
House watched Hermione walk out of the ward and go to the office. She looked pale and nervous. He was now really confused. Did she ask Wilson to saw his cane? Why? And most of all - he couldn’t hear anything from her conversation with Lupin. He heard only first sentence and then - as if someone pushed the mute button. And - ‘mugle’ hospital? What’s a ‘mugle’ by the way?
And the patient again. She didn’t want to tell him who he was. He could be her former boyfriend or lover or even husband maybe but in that case she would go all embarrassed but she didn’t. So it could only mean that Lupin was some co-worker of hers but why would she be so confidential then? It was not interesting or extraordinary to have a known person as a patient. She hid the things that noone would be interested in.
Should he get her personal file then then? Or call Lucas? Or maybe both?
First of all he should talk to Wilson.
“And I ask you again - who’s she and how did you two meet?” House said stepping into Wilson’s office.
“I’m busy right now, House” Wilson murmured not even looking from his papers. “I have some work, you know. People usually do their work when they are on their working place.”
“Really?” House said sarcastically. “And I always thought Cuddy just enjoys paying me for coming here.” He sat on the sofa. “Don’t change the topic. You heard what I said.”
“You also heard me!” Wilson said annoyed finally leaving his papers and looking at House. “That’s our own business!”
“You know, you usually tell me that in two cases - when it concerns your next wife or it concerns Cuddy cause in that case she asks you personally not to tell anyone and since I’m sure Granger’s not going to be the next Ms Wilson because the way she looks at you is any but not undressing, and Cuddy’s not interested in Granger at all, I’m confused.” House told him in his professional tone.
Wilson glared at him darkly. “You don’t know the consequences of your damn curiosity, House. That would give you nothing if you just get to know everything. So please - leave her and me!”
“Why don’t you just tell me and forget about it?!” House exclaimed.
“Because I always let you interfere in my life, House! Always! And I’m not gonna let you that this time cause it concerns Hermione also and… I’m tired of your games, House. It maybe a game for you, but for the others…” Wilson finished rubbing his forehead.
“Everything’s a game.” House said seriously. “If it’s not - nothing has sense.”
“Everything has its sense. If not to you, but to everyone else. It’s only your problem that you are a cynical bastard not to understand this!” Wilson stated.
They sat in silence for several minutes, Wilson shifting his things nervously, and House knocking his cane on the floor.
“Well, glad to hear your opinion about the world philosophy but I have to go now” House said getting up. “A work won’t be done by itself, you know.”
“You are still gonna find out everything, aren’t you?” Wilson asked him with a long-suffering sigh.
“Hell no!” House said. “That would be so unethical of me!”
And with that he disappeared behind the door.
On entering the diagnostic office he saw an unusual picture - Granger was arguing with the other employees.
“What’s the matter with you?!” He heard Forman exclaim.
“There’s nothing wrong with me I just think it’s not a case we should take! We’ll wait till his injuries heal up and discharge him!” Hermione shouted back.
“And what about his morning collapses?” That’s Chase. “We just skip them?”
“Those are the consequences of the attack!” Hermione said defensively.
“Seems like you know already what happened to him.” Cameron said shrewdly.
“I just gave you my opinion” Granger answered icily.
“Look everyone,” Chase said trying to sound friendly and failing. “Let’s wait and see what House thinks.”
“I definitely think Pamela Anderson’s boobs are too large to be sexy.” House said from the door. “And I also think Wilson’s kindness kill him some day. Or I will kill him” He added thoughtfully. Everyone rolled their eyes equally.
“House, we are talking about…” Forman began but was interrupted by the appearance of several people in the room.
“Good morning, everyone!” one of them said cheerfully.
House looked at the people. There were four of them. The black-haired man with round glasses looked rather friendly with his warm smile. The red-headed man with lots of freckles and long nose, tall and lanky, looked around with amused expression. And two red-headed lanky twins, smiled identically. He noticed at once that they were wearing the same ties - blue, with crossed sticks in the middle, the same as Hermione’s.
All of them looked at Granger.
“Hey Hermione!” The black-haired guy said.
“Morning” the other three said at the same time.
“Hey guys” Granger said surprised. “I wasn’t expecting so many of you, to tell the truth!”
“We are here to prevent our little Ronny from doing stupid things!” One of the twins answered merrily while Chase and Forman exchanged confused looks.
“Shut up you two!” ‘Ronny’ snapped. “There are more troubles of you than from both me and Harry!”
“Oh, stop it already!” Granger interrupted them with a long-suffering sigh, preventing the three from a further fight. They fell silent. She sighed once again. “Guys, let me introduce you to my co-workers - Doctors Robert Chase, Allison Cameron, Eric Forman and the King Of Medicine - Dr Gregory House.” She finished, pointing at them. Chase and Cameron smiled warmly, Forman nodded. “And these are my friends - Harry Potter” she pointed at the bespectacled guy “Ron Weasley” Tall guy nodded “And Fred and George Weasley” She finished.
“Oh so you three are brothers?” asked them Cameron. House rolled his eyes. They have the same surname, they are all red-headed and freckled. Of course they are brothers.
“Yes we are, but I wish we weren’t” Fred or George said. “There are seven of us - six brothers and a sister…”
“That’s all interesting of course,” Granger interrupted sounding tired. “But you are here not to talk about your family…” and she also was interrupted by Ron.
“So… you are all Healers?” he asked noone exactly. House exchanged looks with Forman. Healers? Did this guy just fall from a moon or come from the 19th century if he doesn’t know a word ‘doctor’?
“Ronald!” Granger exclaimed warningly.
“Ron, Hermione just said they are doctors” Potter told him as if he was a five-year-old.
“Ok, ok!” Ron said holding his hands defensively. “I’m not that stupid”
“Well, you seem so” the twin shrugged.
“Stop it now!” Granger snapped again, louder this time. “Let’s talk outside before you begin a fight here!” She grabbed them by the their arm and pushed out the door. House watched them walk out of the room and stand at the corridor, talking, and judging by their displeased faces, the conversation wasn’t pleasant.
He glared at his three siblings who was sitting at the table, Chase bouncing with House’s ball. “What?” House said furiously. “Don’t you have a work to do here?”
“What were you thinking about, Ronald?!” Hermione demanded giving him a slight punch on the head. Ron hissed in pain. Hermione took her wand imperceptibly and put a Silence Spell on the wall that separated them from the office. Harry looked slightly scared and for his own safety took a step back from The Very Angry Hermione. Fred and George chuckled. Hermione turned to them, her eyes flashing.
“And you?!” she shrieked pointing at each of them an accusing finger. The twins stopped smiling at once. “Do you understand you’ve just made me look a fool in front of those people?! How could you possibly ask a question like that, Ron?!” she turned to Ron again whose face was changing its color from scarlet to pale. Hermione took a deep breath before starting to shout again “Healers?! Now that would think what? That I have a friend who is mentally left a couple centuries ago? How could you possibly not even put off that stupid ties?! Now they would probably think you work in some sect or-”
“Hermione, calm down, please, before people start staring!” Harry pleaded. She looked at them. They were all scared, at least looked like that.
“You are such fools” She sighed calming herself. Ron sighed in relief still rubbing the place she hit him. Fred and George shot Harry thankful looks.
“Coming to some god damn mugle place to help and receive only the lecture in return.” Fred muttered.
“Some day we’ll end up being Death Eaters” George agreed.
“Ok,” Harry began deciding to take things into his own hands. “Where’s Remus?”
“He’s in a ward now” Hermione told them dryly. “What are you gonna do? Take him and oblivate the mugles?”
“Yup” George said cheerfully. “Didn’t have a lot of practice in that, you know”
“Yeah” Fred nodded. “Only the chases after the next Death Eater…”
“So” Hermione said using her professional tone. “You two” she pointed at Harry and Ron “go and deal with the nurses. You two - with me, we are going to Oblivate those doctors now” she finished. Ron frowned.
“And who put you in charge?” he said childly. Harry smacked him on the hip immediately. The twins exchanged worried looks. Hermione gave him a murderous glare.
“I got it!” Ron said defensively. “Can we go now?” he whined.
“Go already” Hermione said, tired. The two disappeared round the corner.
“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!” Fred said in a sing-song voice. George chuckled, Hermione rolled her eyes. These two are just incredible!
“You take the team, I take House” Hermione ordered before them entering the room again. She noticed Chase look really nervous as he saw the evil smiles on the twin’s faces. Hermione sighed and took her wand. House nearly jumped, his eyes wide, focused on their wands.
“What are you gonna do?” He asked suspiciously with a note of fear. Hermione looked him directly into the eyes. They were brilliantly blue as usual. She really liked his eyes. They always reminded her of Dumbledor. Same eyes, same manipulative character. She didn’t wanna do this, but that was the law.
Fred was the first. He pointed his wand at Forman who looked at him as at an absolute idiot. Fred made a slight move. “Oblivate” he said merrily. Forman’s eyes became unfocused at once. “You haven’t ever heard of such a man as Remus John Lupin, he was never at this hospital, you never knew him.” Fred finished. Forman kept sitting on the chair, his expression blank.
“Well done, my dear bro!”
“What did you do to him?” Cameron exclaimed; Chase looked scared.
“Nothing you will remember” Hermione said sadly watching as George do the same ractions with Chase and Fred with Cameron. The three doctors now were sitting on their chairs, their eyes unfocused, with the same blank expression on the faces.
House took his cane as if it was a dreadful weapon. He held it in front of him, obviously triyng not to let them approach him. “Don’ you dare come any closer to me or I swear to God I’ll thrust this cane into your asses!” He threatened.
“Wow” George said, unimpressed. “What a rough tongue! He reminds me someone!” He paused. “Professor Snape, may be?”
“Oh, you are such a genius, man!” Fred answered. “May be we should clean his tongue from that dirty words? I know some very funny spells…”
“Stop it!” Hermione said for the third time for the last twenty minutes. “Just let me do it and we’ll be done.” She pointed her wand and House, feeling really sorry for him. It did hurt her to see his frightened and hating face. Well, what could she expect? Of course, he hates her now.
“I’m truly sorry, Dr House” she said sincere. “But I have to do this for your own safety.” She sighed deeply noticing her hand trembling. She made an outward breath before finally saying “Oblivate”.