Working in the Hospital Wing

[methleigh]

Severus has just rearranged his potions stores, moving some of the more commonly prepared potions for general healing to his quarters in the hospital wing. As Head of House he has encountered enough alarmed and pained children to have a very good idea of likely ailments. Already he has had house-elves remove the cheerful whitewash from the dark

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[woocha]

Oh, now this was a room Wishbone hadn't seen before. Tail wagging, he commenced shuffling about under the beds, seeing if anything catches his eye. Or nose, I guess.

[methleigh]

It is Wishbone, from his first day in this new Hogwarts. Severus' face relaxes and his lips turn up. He unbends to the extent that he peers down around the beds and feels in his pockets for owl treats. Wishbone?

I am Head of the Hospital Wing now. If you are injured or hurt, or... anything happens, I will work to make you better. He hates to think of that. But you are always welcome. The voice from his head is warm.

[woocha]

I'll remember that! I didn't know this was the Hospital Wing, I was just sniffing around exploring.

[methleigh]

What do you like for treats? I will be sure to have some on hand. And if you wish to visit patients... Severus has a sudden idea that might please the little dog. You know... maybe if they are quite ill, you would like to read to them.

[woocha]

That would be cool! I'd love to read to people! And I like jerky.

[methleigh]

Jerky. That is dried meat. Dried meat? Maybe it came in cubes or some such. At least it was dried. Probably the school kitchens kept some. I will have some next time you come.

[woocha]

Okay! And I'll bring lots of books so people have a good selection.

[methleigh]

Severus, in absence of treats, bends to pet Wishbone and scritch around his ears. He offers the back of his hand to smell. It smells of various potion materials now and only faintly of butter.

[woocha]

He noticed. But it's okay, as long as he keeps petting.