Touched by the moon

Chapter 14: A serpentine looking bastard?

Summary:

!!!!!!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!!!!
SWEARING
MENTIONS OF DROWNING
(SHORT)

Two wizards in a muggle hospital,
Regulus hates Voldy?,
A very confused new character

Notes:

Sorry for the long wait to those who actually read this book.

previously....
'These bullet holes are rather large, what kind of bullet was used?', getting hold of the first bullet the vet let out a gasp. The bullets used were pure silver and they were five times the size of a normal bullet. The removed more than ten bullets from just the big black wolf.

PS. THIS HAS BEEN EDITED

The small, at least compared to the rest in the pack, had seven bullets pulled out and stitched up. The rest either had one or two bullets in that needed no stitching.

Siging the vet looked at the clock and shook his head, '5:56, Linda's gonna kill me.'

Putting cones on all the wolves he put them in the outside pasture usually used for cattle but since it was empty, and it was too dangerous to leave seven abnormally big wolves inside it would have to do.

Chapter Text

A mysterious missing man found adrift in the sea.

Today, I bring shocking news to everyone who reads the newspaper that was brought to me by our humble local hospital: Drowned Victims. Recently, a drowning victim was brought to the hospital by local fishermen. The man's name is Regulus Black. He has been drifting at sea for the past six years in a near-coma state and only recently woke up.

Doctors have been saying that since the man was in an unaided coma like state for some time and most likely suffers from great memory loss. It is unlikely they will release the young man without anyone to look after him in his time of need, therefor the doctors ask that any retired or on leave doctor please take custody of the young man to help him recuperate into modern society after so many years asleep. That is all for now folks.

"Hi, I was wondering if I could be the supervising doctor for one Regulus Black?"

"May I inquire your name please and your age previous or current job and your experience in the medical field?"

"My name is Lucas Pendle. I previously worked at Netcare Hospital but am currently on pension. I am 56 years of age and have been in the medical field for over 36 years."

"Thank you for your co-operation, the doctor will be taking you to meet the patient shortly. Please take a seat and wait for the doctor he will be here shortly."

"Thank you."

The tall man walked towards the waiting seats and sat down. 'Regulus Black, huh? Haven't heard that name in a long while... Didn't the prophet say that he died while on a mission for Voldemort? If he did not die, then where has he been?'

"Ah Monsieur Pendle, have you come to see Monsieur Black?"

"Yes, I have Monsieur."

"Then right this way, if you will monsieur."

Lucas followed the doctor while contemplating on what to do once he sees this "Regulus Black" in person. For some reason he wishes it actually was the missing and presumed dead Slytherin. They were quickly approaching the door leading to the assumed Regulus Black. What will he find once he enters?

"Mr. Black you have visitor. He might be the one signing you out of here if you like him. May we enter?"

"Very well you may enter Doctor."

Upon entering Lucas couldn't believe what he was seeing. In front of him was Regulus Black in flesh and blood. He has so many questions for him. But they could wait till they get rid of this pesky muggle.

Maybe just maybe they could end this war now that the one who made it seem possible was found to be alive instead of dead as was previously assumed by the whole wizarding world.

Looking at him now Lucas could make out the obvious signs of a dark concealing charm. As was expected from him even in a time where he ended up in a coma and just woke up and his first thought was to hide any and all weaknesses or flaws that may have been bestowed upon him in his endeavors.

"Very well I'll be leaving you two alone to get acquainted I will be in my office if you need me."

With that said the doctor left the two wizards alone.

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting someone of your nobility and status to be lying in some strange muggle hospital. Tell me are you really Regulus Black? Oh, how terribly rude of me, I'm Lucas Pendle. I'm a half-blood as you pure-bloods would like to call me."

"What other choice did I have if it was by pure luck that these muggles found me drifting at see? And do I look like some cheap knock off of myself Pendle? If so do tell me who this person is who is pretending to be from the noble house of Black, I would like to have a chat with them then."

"Well, that answers those questions now that introductions have been made and assumptions have been cleared. Please do tell me Black how the hell did you end up drifting at sea and being in a coma for what? 17 years? How the hell did you survive that long if these muggles said that they believe you were drifting at sea for six years while not dying and miraculously not drowning?"

"All valid questions Pendle, but the truth is simple, I simply do not know how. What don't believe me? Believe it or not the last thing I remember was being torn apart by that bloody pesky walking dead army in that blasted cave. At least tell me that my premature death at least helped somewhat in this bloody war against the no-nosed bastard? If not, I might just go looking for the serpentine looking bastard myself and rather kindly tell him to go fuck himself and all his dead brained followers."

What? Did he just threaten He-who-must-not-be-named? Wasn't he himself one of his followers? And a walking dead army and a cave? Has he finally got the trademark like black insanity?

His face must have showed a lot more than he thought it did or this man was just terrifyingly good at reading people.