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Title: Fear
Author: kasiopeia
Prompts: St. Mungo
Rating: PG13
Warning: Mentions of character death/wounding and blood and stuff...
St Mungo was a living hell after the war started.People were in and out all the time and the smell of blood was constantly in the air.
And it was here Luna was. She had volunteered to help the healers. It was hard, but she didn’t regret. Luna didn’t do regrets. Life was to short for that. Especially these days.
Every day persons where carried in from the battlefield. And every day Luna hoped that none of the bloodstained bodies was someone she knew.
But most of all she hoped it wasn’t him.
She dreaded the day it was his body that was covered in blood. She feared the day she would see his beautiful round face in pain. Or worse, silent and cold. This was her biggest fear and when she thought about that she couldn’t see clearly. So she tried not to think of Neville and what he was doing. Because if she did she couldn’t going on living. So she did her duties and helped the wounded. But every time there were someone new brought in she looked up in fear. But her fears always faded.
Until one day when they didn’t.
Author: kasiopeia
Prompts: St. Mungo
Rating: PG13
Warning: Mentions of character death/wounding and blood and stuff...
St Mungo was a living hell after the war started.People were in and out all the time and the smell of blood was constantly in the air.
And it was here Luna was. She had volunteered to help the healers. It was hard, but she didn’t regret. Luna didn’t do regrets. Life was to short for that. Especially these days.
Every day persons where carried in from the battlefield. And every day Luna hoped that none of the bloodstained bodies was someone she knew.
But most of all she hoped it wasn’t him.
She dreaded the day it was his body that was covered in blood. She feared the day she would see his beautiful round face in pain. Or worse, silent and cold. This was her biggest fear and when she thought about that she couldn’t see clearly. So she tried not to think of Neville and what he was doing. Because if she did she couldn’t going on living. So she did her duties and helped the wounded. But every time there were someone new brought in she looked up in fear. But her fears always faded.
Until one day when they didn’t.