Though Anastacia had promised herself that this summer would be different, that she would actually take her time off work and enjoy it she was at the hospital. As she had been every other summer since she started working at the school. She had quickly found that it was too difficult for her to settle, her flat was too lonely. She’d jumped at the chance when she’d been asked to cover a shift then one had turned into two... three… right until the point that she was wondering if she should start applying for seasonal work on the wards.
That day was a busy one for the healers. The sun outside was shining and that always meant more accidents. They were all run of their feet, rushing from here to there and hoping that they weren’t keeping anybody waiting too long. At least people were generally in good spirits thanks also to the sun shining and the pleasant heat it brought.
Ana was covering the treatment rooms. Where those with easily treatable complaints were sent to wait for a healer to become free. Walking backwards into one of the rooms for what felt like the hundredth time that day she was busy chatting with an intern.
“No, no. You’re right, pet. Spot on. Trust your instincts. You’re good at this.” She reassured the young man who smiled brightly. He was good at the job, better if he’d stop worrying and overthinking every little thing. He’d be great she knew with the right amount of encouragement. “Now off you pop and get on with it.”
Turning she entered the room looking down at the notes she shuffled in her hands. “Sorry, love. It’s hectic here today… So many wands left unattended and seemingly not enough time to deal with all the mishaps.” She smiled as she spoke still trying to find the correct notes for her latest patient. It would help she realised if anyone had bothered to give her a name instead of just the bundle of parchment. Not that she would complain, everyone was busy and things slipped people’s minds. She’d been guilty of the same herself so would simply get on with it.
“Okay, so what’s the problem then, duck?” She asked from the bottom of the bed then looked up.
“Oh hello, Professor.” Her smile brightened to see someone from the school. “Imagine meeting you here.”
She shook her head though the smile stayed in place. He was one of the clumsiest people she knew. “What have you done to yourself this time, Billy?”Billy Longbottom