Room 1: Third day of bedrest
and Draco still wasn't happy about it. He wanted stitches out, and to be able to get up again. Just to get outside and get some fresh air at least would be enough.
Miniver must have just stepped out of the room again for something as he winced while he tried to sit up. His hand instinctively reached for his wand like he did every morning, and he cursed at another reminder of how it wasn't there.
Miniver must have just stepped out of the room again for something as he winced while he tried to sit up. His hand instinctively reached for his wand like he did every morning, and he cursed at another reminder of how it wasn't there.