wadeavery

[wadeavery]

where: anthony’s  who: @anthonyxgoldstein

ever since what happened at the bank, wade had been itching to find goldstein. something about the hours that passed in the vault didn’t sit right with him. everyone else had been nervous and had every right to me but wade had been masked and not even gregory knew it was him. how did goldstein know? it had been wedged in his head for days following the bank and wade wanted to be the one asking the questions. he got anthony’s place from someone at the ministry and found himself knocking on the man’s door. 

when the door opened, wade looked conspicuously at the other man and took his hands out of his pockets. “goldstein,” he said confidently and nodded behind anthony. “mind if i come in?”

[wadeavery]

suscn​:

No one was supposed to die. She shook her head at the words, someone always died and once again it was one of the closest people to her. The only family she had left lied in Hannah and Ernie, now just Hannah. “There’s nothing you can do.” Susan admiteded honestly. Having been down the same path before she knew that time was the only cure for such a heartbreak. There was nothing anyone could do or say, thought they might try, that would make the situation any better or less painful. Her engagement ring felt heavy on her left hand as she used her thumb to twist it around. The only solution to their problems would be Wade leaving the redeemers completely, but she didn’t dare suggest that. She couldn’t handle the fight it might cause if she did. As well as tonight had opened her eyes to how easy it was for them to kill without need. If she lost Wade she wasn’t sure she’d be able to go on at all. So for now all she wanted now was for him to hold her as she cried and for her to find something as a distraction. Work was always good for a distraction because St Mungos was never a dull place. 

As she walked closer to him her eyes widened at the blood soaked towel. Why did she always seem to find Wade covered in blood. A shiver went across her whole body as he place his and onto her cheek. Automatically she leaned her head into it closing her eyes in the comforting moment to breath for what felt like the first time all evening. “You’re not apparating again are you crazy?” She said quickly hoping to knock any of his crazy ideas out of his mind. Her green eyes looked up at him. “You didn’t kill Ernie, Avery. That wasn’t your fault you don’t need to punish yourself.” Susan didn’t blame Wade for his death there was something about the way they were now that she knew he didn’t have any involvement. “I might have something stronger in my bag.” She kissed the palm on his hand before walking back towards the front door to search for the potion in her work bag. “Here try this.” Susan suggested handing the bottle over as she entered the room. 

The last thing that Wade wanted was to have anyone he knew dying-even worse because of him. Wade had failed to realize that yet again, being involved, even by association with the Redeemers, something awful would always happen. It was meant to be a simple mission and knew that there would be some aggression with the goblins but it was expected. The moment everything spun out of control, he knew that something would happen. Being closed in with some friends of him had left him tense the entire night, thinking the minutes felt like long hours. When he woke up on the bank floor, surrounded by some bodies that he didn’t know were alive or not, he knew he had to apparate before he was caught and doing so required the last bit of strength he had. It felt like he was facing the cold surface of the ground again and feeling weak when he saw Susan. Ernie had been important to him as he was important to Susan. Ernie had always been skeptic of Wade, but he didn’t want to ruin his chances with Wade. He would have done all he could to not let that happen. 

“I’m-I-I just want you to be okay,” he said finally, locking his eyes on Susan. They both had roughness from the battle at the bank and he wanted to reach out and help her. “I don’t-I should be the one comforting you-you shouldn’t be worry about me.” There was every reason to be hard on himself as he was guilty even if he wasn’t the one that killed Ernie directly. He had been there before, after, and been involved for months and that was guilty enough. It was going to hang over his head no matter Susan’s dismissal. His eyes followed her movement and he sagged against the counter. “What is it?” he mumbled, taking the bottle from her. Wade wanted to lay down and ease the pain, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep. “Susan...you don’t need to help me.”

[wadeavery]

suscn​:

The events of the evening were so terrible they didn’t seem real. Perhaps that was the only thing keeping Susan from breaking down completely. However learning more details about Ernie’s tragic death didn’t help the already sick feeling in her stomach. Part of her wanted to know everything and find those responsible. The other didn’t know if she could emotionally handle any more detail than seeing his lifeless body in Gregory Goyle’s arms. Susan especially didn’t want to know Wade’s involvement him being there at all was hard enough, but to even think he could of been involved. She shook her head trying to get that thought out of her head immediately. He wouldn’t do that to her. Being apart of the New Order was supposed to help, to accomplish something good in the wizarding world. But it just seemed like people kept dying it didn’t feel like there was an end to the constant trama. 

Now with Kingsley gone she wasn’t sure what they were going to do. “I-I can’t do this anymore. We just wanted to help and good innocent p-people keep dying.” It was as if the words allowed the flood gates to reopen as her cheeks felt instantly wet again. Susan ran her arm over her face trying to wipe the blurry vision away. “Ernie didn’t even know anything!” He wasn’t involved in the New Order like Hannah and herself were, they’d kept him out of it all, kept him safe. Silence filled the room for a moment and it was almost comforting after the chaos. She let out a small sigh of relief that she hadn’t been the one to cause Wade’s injuries, but he shouldn’t of been covered in blood at all. “Let me see.” Susan approached him slowly.

Wade couldn’t help but feel like this was somehow his fault. He could have stopped. He could have done something when he was down in that vault. The best thing he did was let them out before it was too late. The way Anthony kept talking as if he knew more than Wade had ever told anyone, even Susan had stayed in his mind but it wasn’t the time to think about it. He had never wanted Susan to be in harm’s way and yet when he saw her, everything he feared was right there in front of him. One, he knew that he needed to sever himself from the Redeemers or worse things would happen that he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself for. Two, Susan’s life was more important than he could ever be and wanted to do everything he could to protect her. Feeling useless or the reason for that pain felt incredibly ill. Wade and Susan had just reached the point of accepting each other again, him proposing. They would have to talk about this eventually but instead, tonight had happened. 

“I-I know-he wasn’t supposed-no one was supposed to die,” he said, the words passing through him as if they weren’t even coming from him. All he could do was shake his head dumbly at her. “Is there anything-I want to help-let me help. Is there anything I can do?” he asked desperately now, wanting to take any or all of her pain. Wade stilled and glanced down at the towel he was holding. It had happened during the battle and had already taken care of the one Angelina had inflicted. They were so close now and Wade wanted to reach out for her, his hand moving to her face as if trying to hold them together. There weren’t any words and he leaned against the counter. “I tried using what we had. If I apparate again-I’ll be fine. It’s fine-I deserve this.”

[wadeavery]

suscn​:

Ever since her accident in sixth year Susan hated apparating on her own, she always had the fear of injury. However after the events at gringotts followed by the evening a grimmauld place she just wanted to go home. She considered going to the hospital instead to try and help. In the morning she’d no doubt throw herself into work as a distraction to the loss of one of her best friends, but for now she was in no state to work. Susan could barely keep her eyes open from exhaustion and they stung from the crying. Surprisingly she managed to concentrate enough to get herself home without getting splinched in the process. By the time she’d reached the cottage door she just wanted to crumble in physical and emotional exhaustion.

With everything that had gone on after she’d almost forgotten how she’d left Wade. Stunned on the floor of the vault in Gringotts after Anthony’s warning of who was under the Redeemer mask came too late. Anthony now knew what side Wade was on, she’d add that to her list to take care of in the morning.  She wrapped her arms around herself, tugging at the sleeves of her jumper, as she walked quietly through the cottage. Susan used the sleeve to wipe her eyes one last time before entering the kitchen. His question was only three jumbled words, but she knew what he wanted to ask. “We took his body to his parents… I couldn’t leave him there.” There was resentment in her voice. It seemed no matter what she did the people she loved kept dying. It was then she noticed the blood soaked kitchen towel pressed against his chest. Her heart sank into the pit of her stomach. “I didn’t? - Did I?” She questioned her voice shaking with worry. She’d only stunned him right?

Following orders from the Redeemers were what he had been doing the last few months and it seemed like the only thing he knew. Susan Bones was a complete outlier and had caught Wade by surprise. Even then, he wasn’t fully into the Redeemers as the rest of them might be, but his hands weren’t completely innocent either. Since their transparency at her previous apartment, Wade had felt decomposed inside, wanting to change for Susan but knowing there would be risks in that. Wade also knew that the side she was fighting on also had risks and being with him was going to challenge them both. This was what Wade had feared would happen. Seeing Susan in the midst of a dangerous scene, one that already had a few deaths, made everything inside him go numb. He wanted to protect her but there was also protecting himself. He would die for her but pulling off his mask in front of everyone was not something he would question. 

Wade replayed what he could in his mind from the entire long night. Flashes kept repeating in his hand as he washed some of the blood down the sink and gritted his teeth at the circling pain. Susan’s entrance only made him still, everything resurfacing like it had when he got back. Seeing her safe gave him some relief but there was so much devastation that being okay was not enough right now. “That’s...good. I’m so sorry,” he said, his words breaking and he shook his head. “I didn’t know-It wasn’t supposed to go that way. I’m so sorry Susan.” It was all he could say and his head shook at her question. “No...happened before that.”

[wadeavery]

where: bones cottage closed: @suscn​

However long time seemed, it stretched even more. Wade stirred awake and in pain on the ground at the bank. He knew he had to apparate before authorities came and he did so, clenching his hand over where the wound was before apparating. It only made it worse but it was better to be at the cottage and safe than to be in the hands of somewhere that could escalate it more. Wade kept seeing flashes of faces, bodies, and Susan’s face in the midst of it all. He released a groan as he collapsed against the kitchen counter. Wade removed his hand from where it was covering the stab wound. This wasn’t something he didn’t see and he did see it almost everyday at the hospital but it was different. The pain was coursing through him and not just being observed by some healer. He groaned as he tugged his shirt over his head, ignoring the pain that followed. Fresh air hit his abdomen and he gasped as he threw open the nearest cupboard that held normal potions. He cursed as he realized the closest pain potion they had was not enough but it was all he had. After several moments of struggling with tasks that he was normally well equipped with, he took a damp towel and held it against him. 

Wade barely had a chance to settle into the small comfort when the door swung open. It was late, he knew that. He knew that Susan had been gone and his worry was completely on her as he worked on himself. Now, staring at her, his eyes were wide with panic. This was the first time they had fought on opposite sides in person. They had always been fighting on opposite sides but this was different. “You’re back,” he said indefinitely. His grip on the counter hardened even though he was feeling better. This was another tidal wave of pain that didn’t have a potion to take. “Susan...you-is he...?”

[wadeavery]

cmclaggen​:

“And you didn’t even bring me as your date? Marriage’s changed you, man. Nah. Whoever’s in charge is good enough. Unless you want to give one of my players a clean bill of health. Something about a shaky rotary cuff.” He snapped, sitting up in his seat as he pointed at Wade. “Katherine. Taking her out next Friday. You know what she’s into? Besides following the rules? I can play student in detention if I need to.” Cormac’s attention was pulled away from his upcoming weekend at the flash of jewelry Wade was showing off. He let out a low whistle. “Come on. Show me it again. How many carats did she spring for? You deserve a real rock. And, listen, no one said she couldn’t come with us. She deserves to get wasted too. She’s signed up to put up with you for eternity.”

“Not married, yet. Haven’t set the date actually...but you’ll be one of the first ones to know,” he assured with a grin. “There’s no such thing as a clean bill of health. Even I have excessive bills and I work here. That what you in here for today? A rotary cuff? You going to let me see or continue shop talk?” Wade tapped his clipboard and rolled his eyes. “Oh, fuck off,” he said, excusing Cormac’s sexual commentary about Wade’s coworker. “At least it’s not a fucking Avery heirloom. The only family money that I used went into her ring...it’s quite nice actually. Picked it out myself. Yeah, no, I’m not inviting Susan. That seems like it needs to be its own night.”

[wadeavery]

suscn​:

Susan just nodded along to his words, remaining silent, as she’d never truly believe him. Her track record of losing the people she loved was enough to have that constant doubt in the back of her mind. The side he had chosen and their reputation didn’t do much to help that feeling either. Her eyebrows came together as he began his big speech part of her trying to listen to the words. Whilst also trying to work out why he seemed so nervous and fidgety. 

His apologies always seemed overly dramatic as if he was completely unaware that she would forgive him every single time. “But I do forgive you.” She said quietly under his own words before the confused expression came back onto her face. It was like he was proclaiming his love for her all over again. As he spoke the last three words her breath caught in her mouth and she forgot to breathe for a few seconds. “-Wait what, are you serious?” Susan asked he mouth hanging open completely convinced that he was kidding until she followed his gaze down to the ring in his hand. She stared at it as the shock washed through her before reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck. Her lips connecting to his. “Yes of course I will.”

This was an unnerving moment for Wade as he knew he had a lot to make up for, even if Susan was reassuring him he didn’t. There was a lot he could say, but instead his words fell short. The thoughts in his head about Susan were always finding himself and especially in the last week, his thoughts had been undone. He exchanged a glance with Susan, rubbing his neck as he stared at her green eyes. 

In this scenario he had imagined Susan fighting against him or refusing his offer. He knew that their relationship wasn’t traditional in comparison to other pureblood relationships. For one, Susan wasn’t a pureblood which stuck out more than he thought needed to. It seemed to be something that everyone worried over. The second was that they were complete opposites but it worked. “I’ve never been more serious,” he said, his lips quirking into a quick smile before glancing down at the ring. Before he could say anything else, his eyes drifted shut and he kissed her back, more passionately than he would normally. “I love you so much,” he whispered against her, smiling as the feeling he was experiencing seemed unreal. “I want you...and I want you forever if you’ll have me.”

[wadeavery]

cmclaggen​:

“Did he? Are you sure about that?” Cormac didn’t put a lot of effort into his job. He didn’t have to. Talking people into doing things was what he was good at. Well, except for the desk girls. But a retired player making a comeback was just what the team needed to reinvent themselves. “What’s the name of the redhead? Katherine? Katie?” He had been told but quickly had forgotten. He really needed to remember before next friday. “Your fiancée? You didn’t.” Cormac pulled out his wand and shot a harmless bit of confetti into the air over Wade’s head. “When are we celebrating?” Another friend off the market then. Soon Cormac would be the only one left.

“Pretty sure. Went to the retirement party and everything,” Wade assured with a roll of his eyes. “There’s a temporary person but I’m sure actual interviews will be happening soon if you wanted to contact whoever the new director is.” Wade took a seat as this seemed to be a different and more relaxed appointment with a friend. “I...I’m not too sure. There’s three of them at the front. Probably Katherine. That sounds right.” Wade flashed the ring from the pocket of his healing robes before pocketing again. “I did indeed,” he chuckled. “And she said yes. Can you believe that?” Wade tapped the quill against the clipboard before grinning up at Cormac. “Ask me again after I’m done with this shift. Could be celebrating every day for all I care. Though I’m not sure the Mrs would appreciate me coming around wasted each night. I do it for her though.”

[wadeavery]

suscn​:

It was the most complex position to be in the person she loved more than anything in the world was on this side she was supposed to hate. Susan understood why he left, they were so heated who knows what would of been said had he stayed and their arguments continued. But his promise to not leave again was reassuring knowing it was likely to get harder before it got better. “I get it.” She reassured him pushing her body off from leaning against the kitchen side and walking over towards him.

 Her hand reached up cupping his face. “I’m scared too.” They were in the middle of a war and the last two wars had brought Susan so much loss she suspected this one would be no different. “Because I just-I can’t lose you.” Her words were pleading as her thumb stroked rhythmically down the side of his cheek.  

Wade was aware of the complex situation they found themselves in. He wouldn’t question Susan’s loyalty but she had every right to question his. Recently, he didn’t even know where he belonged and wondered if the source of his change of heart was standing across from him. Wade barely raised his eyes off the floor to see Susan cross the room and when he felt her soft hand on his face, he repressed the temptation to move away. He did not deserve her comfort, her warmth, everything that made Susan Bones. 

“Hey, you aren’t going to lose me, alright?” He said reassuringly, catching her hand and squeezing it. “I’m not going anywhere. My place is here.” Figuratively he meant with her always as well as in this cottage. Leaving again wasn’t his intention and shouldn’t have been in the first place. “I...I know you shouldn’t forgive me. I don’t deserve it. You’re...so special to me. I didn’t know that I could care about anything as much as I do about you. You caught me off guard and still do. I want to be the one to make you happy, to be there for you when you need me, and not be an idiot. I don’t want to lose you either.” Wade paused and breathed out a shaking sigh, taking out the ring that was hidden in his pocket. “I don’t think I could be on this earth if you’re not in my life.” He held the ring in his hands and glanced down nervously, “Marry me, Bones.”

[wadeavery]

callumhqs​:

Where: St. Mungo’s  When: Day after the Blackwood Dinner Party

Since the events of the Christmas Dinner party last night, Callum had been locked away in his room, partly because he’d been with Georgina and partly because he hadn’t been brave enough to come face to face with his dad. On waking up this morning, and seeing himself in the mirror, he realised he couldn’t go into work with the bruises and cuts that had worsened over night. So, instead of following his usual route to the Ministry, he took a detour to St. Mungo’s, where he was quickly directed to a private room- the perks of being a respected member of the Ministry- where he sat waiting for a healer. 

He was sat waiting for much longer than he thought, he was hoping that he’d have been able to pretend he’d been busy with errands to his Dad, but he knew now that it would be impossible to convince him of that, seen as he was so late. 

Finally, the door opened, “This is ridiculous, I’ve been waiting for-” Callum cut himself off, because stood before him was Wade. “Absolutely not, I want another healer, and I want them now.” 

@wadeavery​

It was the holidays and of course there were a few related holiday incident. It barely affected Wade’s schedule as the only plans he had was Christmas morning with Susan and going to see his brother at some point. It made his flexibility at the hospital better and he had made sure to be on the floor as much as he could. Lately, it had been a goal of his to show up and make up for the time he had been gone, especially if he wanted a promotion at some point. After the holiday party at Blackwood’s, he had felt bruised and scrapped over in some places but it was no worse than Callum. He had been able to get away without much damage. 

Wade opened the door ready to apologize to the patient stopped when he saw who the patient was. He closed the door and cursed under his breath, thinking that this was an irony or some metaphor he should be paying attention to. 

“It’s the holidays, Blackwoods. We are already busy, it will be another hour or so before you get someone else,” Wade replied, rolling his yes. “What are you here for?”

[wadeavery]

cmclaggen​:

Cormac put the magazine he was reading down, grinning with delight that Wade was the healer had run into and not some brainless slob who wouldn’t help him. He’d already been to the desk but doctor patient confidentiality was preventing him from finding out where the hell they were keeping his captain. “Healer Avery! Merlin bless the day.” He said, greeting Wade with a lot of forced enthusiasm. “You know what room Birch is in? Your desk girls won’t tell me and I need to know if he’s out for the rest of the season.” Cormac raised a brow, giving Wade a once over. “Something the matter with you? I thought this place sucked the life out of you.”

Almost once he walked in, he smiled at Cormac immediately. At least it wasn’t a patient that would be giving him a hard time or make his job harder. “McLaggen. Fancy seeing you here,” he said, dropping the clipboard to the side before acknowledging the other young man. “Birch-? He retired after the holidays. Why?” he asked interested, but rolled his eyes. “The front girls could have told you that or were you too busy asking about something else?” Wade pulled a chair and sat down, crossing his legs. “Because I actually like my job, thank you,” Wade corrected. “My fiancé works here.”

[wadeavery]

suscn​:

She leaned her back against the kitchen side hoping it would help keep her upright now that her legs felt like jelly. Susan had gone to St Mungos everyday to see if he would turn up and everyday she was left with no answers. Only causing her to worry more. Wade saying he was at Goyles house didn’t bring her much comfort, knowing exactly the hobbies he liked to participate in. By the way he was avoiding her eye contact she couldn’t gage where the conversation was going and so her stomach flipped with anticipation. 

Her heart seemed to regain its normal rhythm when he told her he loved her. It felt like she could finally breathe. “I love you too.” She said quietly while listening to the rest of his speech. “I’ll always want you, but how do you expect me not to worry when you’re with them.” 

Leaving during an argument was something that his parents always did. He believed in not going to bed upset, but he had left this conversation for a week. It was unlike him and definitely not what Susan deserved. She deserved more and he knew that they were opposites but he ignored it in place of his love for her. There had never been someone like her who could put his whole chest on fire from thinking about her. He didn’t want to be like his parents who hadn’t set a good example for him nor his brother. Everyone in the pureblood society thought this was a phase and that he would catch feelings for someone else. Susan didn’t fit the mold, but neither did Wade and he doubted he would. 

“No-you’re right. I know...it’s-it’s not the best situation,” he managed, thinking he couldn’t explain the fear of leaving was the same as staying. “But I want you. I want you today and tomorrow and every day. I don’t want to leave again-I won’t. I promise I won’t. It’s...it wasn’t the best on my part. I should have stayed and I kicked myself every day for...I was scared-I am scared.”

[wadeavery]

floraxcarrow​:

St. Mungo’s was not one of Flora’s favorite places. The almost oppressively antiseptic smell, the plethora of wixen each with a myriad of problems, the way time seems to run slower than a Streeler; no, Flora did not care for St. Mungo’s. But though she had few of them, Flora did care for her friends in her own way. So when she couldn’t get in contact with Wade despite their normally regular conversations, she merely grimaced at the thought of St. Mungo’s before determinedly making her way to the hospital. 

“Flora Carrow,” she said placidly, while staring pointedly at Wade. “Officially, I’m here for a migraine cure. Unofficially, you haven’t been answering your floo.” 

There were a few things to catch up on but overall, he was happy to be back. While he worked, he kept his engagement band in his pocket as healing wasn’t the most sanitized profession. When he entered the room, he was expecting it to be quick and something he could scratch off on the clipboard but instead, he saw Flora. 

“Yes, Miss Carrow. Pleasure to see you again,” he said, never have seen his friend in his work environment but was pleased to have a break. “Well, for a migraine you could use lavender or ginger. For the floo, the hospital goes through communications that I don’t work for...and I’ve changed addresses on a personal note if you’re trying to reach me there.”

[wadeavery]

romanavery​:

Roman was panicked to say the least that Wade was in such a position with Goyle that he needed to borrow from his inheritance to pay back, in that moment Roman genuinely considered grabbing Wade and trapping him in the manor so he didn’t rack up even more of a debt. So when Wade had cut that thought off right in the middle, Roman let out a sigh of relief “Thank Salazar.” he said, running a hand through his hair. Then it registered what Wade had actually said. “Wait- Marry Susan?” The muggleborn. Hm. Perhaps Roman should have seen this coming. He knew better than to question Wade’s decision directly, and he wanted his brother to be happy, but him marrying Susan may complicate things. “Congratulations, I suppose.” he said. 

Wade was smiling as he talked and his smile dropped when Roman seemed hesitant to the idea. He wasn’t worried about marrying Susan for the targets he would add to his back. The love he had for her outweighed it all and he knew that was naive but it was how he felt. “Yes, marry Susan. Did you really think I was dating her for the fun of it? There’s not a problem, is there?” he asked in disbelief. Susan wasn’t a pureblood social elite person but that was probably why he did like her. There was a deep contrast and he appreciated her. “Thanks, I suppose. I’ll make sure to owl the wedding invitations. If she says yes that is. She...we got into it. A fight. If I have to move out I guess I could...live at the old flat or here in my old room.”

[wadeavery]

suscn​:

After the fight she’d thought about leaving too, but it didn’t feel like Susan had anywhere that she could go. Not without airing their dirty laundry to all of her friends and without disclosing the details behind the argument it would of been impossible. So she stayed on her own going about her week like nothing had changed. Everyday she’d go to work and check with the front desk to see if Wade had come in or if he’d even been seen. Worry grew in the pit of her stomach as days passed by without hearing anything. 

She tried to keep as busy as possible, but on days like this one where she didn’t have work it was harder. Susan stood in their kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil when she heard the familiar voice. It froze her in place and felt as if her heart had stopped for a second. Turning around she leaned back against the counter for support. “Hey…” She repeated back a lot quieter. Part of her wanted to slap him and the other wanted to run into his embrace. “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick… I thought-” 

It had been a week, but it was more than he wanted. Even a few days without Susan made him feel heavy in the heart. He didn’t know what he expected but as he stood wordlessly in the doorway he could feel his whole world caving in. The overwhelming feeling of nerves made his tongue feel heavy and he felt even less prepared than he thought. Of course he was there to apologize, but also swear his life to hers forever. It was a great feat and he was already feeling intimidated. 

He stepped further into the room, his eyes on his shoes and not on Susan. The room felt strangely small all of a sudden and the ring in his pocket was pressing against his side. “I was um...with Gregory. Can I-I just wanted to...” he sighed when words seem to fail him. “I love you. I don’t mean to ever...I know you don’t approve of my life choices, but I’m trying to be better and can’t promise over night success. I’m sorry I stormed out...I didn’t know if you wanted me back or wanted to see me for the longest time.”

[wadeavery]

location: st. mungo’s status: open!

there was a different attitude in his step at work as he resumed, not being there for a week. he was happy to be back as it was his job but he also was excited about his future in a way he hadn’t been before. the future included susan now and her saying yes to him cast a different light into his life. since she stepped in, she was indeed a light and had changed a lot about him. by being gone a week, there were a few things he had missed like certain patients and their needs. it took almost the first morning shift to get it all down but by afternoon, he was running through the patients and room like he had before with focus and patience. 

when he reached another room after doing five already before in the same hour, he didn’t look up from his clipboard and sheet. “name and reason for coming in today?” he asked, the words slipping from his mouth easily as if practiced. 

[wadeavery]

thoughtnott​:

location: obscurus’ books

status: open

It was as if no time at all had passed. He couldn’t even be sure he had left the country. If not for the cold welcome he had received at his flat, he would say no one had even noticed he had been gone. That would have been preferable to being on the end of one of Draco’s poor moods. Sometimes Theo wondered if keeping his friendship with Draco, one of his last remaining ones left, was even worth it, but the thought of being utterly forgotten about did border on maudlin. At least the many events and parties he had tried to make himself suffer through on Daphne’s account were over. One friendship he could do. Two? Not in the slightest.

The chimes of the doors broke Theo from his thoughts and the feigned show of looking over the inventory books. Seeing just exactly how well Mr. Worme could cope without him was heartwarming. He wasn’t going to be out of a job just yet. “Obscurus’. Nothing is too obscure for us to have.” His mouth didn’t manage the smile he had been instructed upon to include with the shop’s new greeting. Not that his quiet and dry tone had made the sentence very much of a welcomed hello by any means. 

Wade had been buried in work, his relationship with Susan, and the chaos that ensued from the Redeemers. They were on his back like never before and already dreaded whatever the next meeting would be. He hated knowing that Irene was on his ass and now Callum. It was probably an ill idea to fight Callum without wands, but Wade didn’t feel an ounce of guilt. All his guilt was reserved for what he did to Susan and hoped that everything was amended now. Their engagement was still a secret and with his day off, he did some essential shopping. He pushed the door open to Obscurus and looked around first. 

“I somehow doubt you don’t have everything,” he said idly, glancing through the books and somehow wanting there to be other titles besides the ones listed. Wade secretly preferred reading muggle books and knew that it wouldn’t be there. “Have any Shakespeare? Victor Hugo? Hemingway?” Wade asked, knowing that perhaps Theodore might know the authors. “I’m looking for an old healing book. It was at the hospital wing at school and I haven’t seen it since.”