Date: February 18, 2005
Character(s): Kenneth Towler, Cedric Diggory, Andromeda Tonks
Location: Kenneth Towler's Clinic
Status: Private
Summary: Kenneth Towler treats Cedric Diggory's concussion.
Completion: Complete
Kenneth apparated with Cedric into one of the clinic's small patient rooms, knowing it was best if he didn't move his patient around too
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"Shit," she muttered. She covered the batter with a cheese cloth and placed the bowl in the fridge before running over to the stairs. "Ted, Nymphadora, I'm going out. I don't know when I'll be back." There was no response, of course but she thought she heard a muffled response from Nymphadora (probably "Don't call me Nymphadora"). At least partially satisfied, she threw on her wool cloak and Apparated to the clinic.
"Kenneth?" she called out walking quickly inside and back toward the examining rooms where she thought Kenneth and Cedric might be.
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"Timely as always," he said in a somewhat hushed but appreciative tone. "Our patient is asleep for the moment."
He gestured her into his office, before continuing, "but should we ever have another concussion patient, I suggest we consider alternative transport methods to apparating. The results are revoltingly messy."
It was then that he noticed the decided scent of...he wasn't entirely certain what it was, but it smelled decidedly more pleasant than the rest of his morning. He sniffed the air again.
"Were you baking?" he asked. "I fear I will be spending the entire evening conducting neural checks and was hoping you could spare a few hours now."
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She followed him into his office, slipping off her cloak and drapping it over the chair in front of his desk before turning back to Kenneth. She could imagine what it looked like, she'd seen it a few times in the emergency ward and it was never ever pretty. "We used to jerry rig a broom to transport concussed patients from a battlefield to the hospital. The healer or mediwitch had to have a strong levicorpus charm and be handy at knots, but it worked," she suggested.
She looked around her, hoping she didn't smell when he began sniffing at her but was a bit relieved when he smelled her baking instead. "Yes, I was baking. I usually do on Sundays since I have no time or energy during the week. Would you like some? And I can bring you and if he wakes, Cedric, lunch and dinner as well since you'll be with Cedric monitoring him if you like."
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He could even be generous when it came to food.
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