Thank you to everyone who encouraged me and waited patiently for the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy it.
Also, there is fanart now for this story! Two by AkiieLoo on ao3, and I got permission to make one of them my story cover! I'm not used to wattpad, so I don't know how to link the images. I'll see what I can do.
Madam Pomfrey walked promptly, descending the winding staircase in front of her. As the head nurse at Hogwarts, she was hardworking and straightforward in her role, which she took pride in. After all, she made it her sworn business to complete all of her supposed tasks.
Can't expect less from the head nurse at a school of magic, of course.
Traveling several paces behind her were the two and a half students, at a somewhat slower rhythm. The madam was so fixated on her task that she didn't recognize the immensely uncomfortable air just behind her.
Severus walked briskly with Harry in his arms, resembling the strict nurse in front of them. However, his torso was hunched more forward, unconsciously aiming to support his child more. People around them weren't really focusing on his posture however, as their attention was fully drawn to the intense seething expression on his face. His lips were pulled into a harsh scowl, his glare wishing death among all who dared make eye contact with him.
James trailed behind Severus, hands in his pockets as he gently kicked up his feet with every step. On his face was a disheartened and clueless expression, as he continued to stare at the back of the raven's head throughout the walk to the hospital wing. He kept squinting his eyes while looking at the Slytherin, eyebrows furrowing in frustration; he truly didn't understand the other's reaction.
Once they arrived at the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey led the two to the nearest bed, with a wooden chair next to the bed and a white curtain around the area, to provide privacy. She conjured a second chair and placed it next to the first, gesturing for the boys to sit.
Once sat, Severus handed over Harry, who panicked slightly at being taken away from his papa. He calmed once the nurse turned him around to give him full view of the Slytherin while placing the child on the bed.
Severus couldn't stop his heart from warming when he saw the boy looking around curiously, eyes darting around inquisitively but never letting them wander for long before returning to his papa, the child giggling and smiling when their eyes met. It was only with the notice of a slight shift on his left that Severus realized that the bespectacled Gryffindor was looking at him, and the soft smile the raven had on his face was wiped off, the student hunching slightly at the unwanted attention.
"Alright, young man," the head nurse said, cutting into the silence and making Severus jolt before he realized that she was referring to Harry. "Please cooperate with me here, I simply want to make sure you are alright after your journey."
Harry grinned at the older woman. "Okay!" he exclaimed, wiggling his feet excitedly. He's not scared. How could he be scared? He had both his daddy and papa right there with him, barely a few feet away. He was the happiest boy alive!
Madam Pomfrey moved closer and grabbed the boy's chin, turning his face from side to side. After observing him for a second, she let go of him, and began casting several wordless spells. All the spells glowed upon impact, but faded fairly quickly, seemingly having no effect on the boy in front of them. Harry just continued grinning adorably throughout the entire process.
The head nurse took a step back from the child and faced the two students briskly, arms behind her back. "Alright. I have determined that there are no harmful everlasting effects of the time travel. He is completely healthy and in tip-top shape."
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