Harry Potter slowly opened his eyes and he felt something cold on his slightly aching manhood. Hermione! How embarrassing! He remembered what happened earlier although his memory was hazy due to the fever and pain. He lifted the covers and looked down at his crotch. He saw that his manhood was still slightly swollen and reddish from all the stinging hexes and the falls his body endured. Hermione clearly coated it with some salve to lessen the pain.
"Do men really always check their crotch every time they wake up? It's not like I cut it off or something", she chuckled. He quickly lowered the covers to preserve his modesty and blushed. She could see Hermione bringing a tray filled with warm soup.
"Er, what time is it, Hermione?", he asked as she lowered the tray in front of him.
"It's twelve noon. Time for lunch. Finish the soup and then it's time for your second dose of pain-relief and pepper-up potions. I already redressed your hip wound. Good thing it's healing along nicely and it's not infected. You have to apply a salve on your crotch every six hours to lessen the swelling", she instructed.
"So, will I be fine by this evening?", he inquired.
"We'll have to see later. But I highly recommend that you take the day off tomorrow. Your body has taken a really good beating and you need to rest. The hip wound may be healing quiet nicely but the curse that created it is still making you weak. Combine that with today's injuries, hence your body's need to properly heal", she explained formally in her stern healer voice for hard-headed patients.
"But -"
"Eat!", she glared at him and he immediately picked up a spoon to start consuming the warm soup. As he helped himself to the delicious soup she prepared, he could see her pointing her wand in complicated motions all over his body. He decided to just continue eating and to refrain from asking questions. Healer Hermione reminded him of the serious and headstrong Poppy Pomfrey of the Hogwarts hospital wing.
"Good, your fever is already gone. The potions have improved your body's overall health. The pain from the injury will slowly subside as you ingest more doses. Your crotch will be healed if you just apply the salve. Since we're able to heal you quickly, the hexes won't have an impact on your reproductive ability", she explained to him as he continued to eat.
"Thank you for taking care of me, Hermione", he said with sincerity after swallowing the food in his mouth.
"You're welcome. It's my duty to heal people after all", she smiled but it didn't reach her eyes.
"Aren't you hungry? Maybe you should eat as well", he urged her as he was half-way through finishing the soup.
"I helped myself to some cereal and milk after I healed your groin injuries. Once you're done eating and have taken your second dose of potions, then I'll let you rest again while I eat. See that alarm on your nightstand, beside the potions and the salve, it will make noise and specify which medicine to apply when it's time for you to take it. So, please do follow instructions", she said in a no-nonsense voice.
"Yes, Chief Healer Granger!", he complied.
"Are you mocking me, Harry Potter?", she asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Of course not, Hermione! It just feels right to call you Chief Healer Granger at the moment, since you're clearly in a Madame Pomfrey mode", he chuckled.
"Right! You were always a very difficult patient of Healer Pomfrey", she sighed.
"Hey!", he whined.
"Stop amusing me with your stories and eat up. Since your fever is now gone, and the bruises healed, you can now wear a shirt. As for trousers and underwear, don't wear them yet until the swelling on your groin gets better. Since you're staying in bed, no need for you to cover up", she instructed him before standing up. He saw her heading towards his closet and she returned with a sleeveless black t-shirt.
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My Cheating Heart
FanfictionBOOK 1 COMPLETE. Summary: Crime and Mystery. Master of Death Story. Hermione stole Harry from Ginny, trapping him in a loveless marriage for a year. When the fruit of her deceit died, she set him free. Ten years later, an epidemic that affects young...