“Head Healer Easton wants to see you.”

I glance up from the chart I am looking at, which is outside of the hospital room. It appears the potion they gave this girl made her sick so they started something else. This one seems to be working.

“Did he say what he wanted?” I ask Ewan, who is the one delivering the message.

“No, but he said it was important. I can handle the rest of your cases,” he offers.
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“It was never this tiring living with them.”

I don’t even bother to glance over at my sister from where I am laying on the bed. Instead, I just move over to the side. I don’t even have to offer and she doesn’t ask as she flops down next to me, making the mattress shift.
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I quickly walk down the street, passing people as I do. Maybe this was a mistake, walking home. It is too crowded to apparate without anyone seeing, unless I got into an alley and that would be foolish to do at night.
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I woke up later than usual today, though after staying out until the club closed, that is not a surprise. I actually had a lot of fun last night. Parvati's friends are nice, though I have only seen then a handful of times.

As I begin to make breakfast, I would make some for Parvati but I know she will still be sleeping, when I hear a tapping on the window. Curious, I open the window and find an adorable Burrowing Owl.
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"Padma?"

I recognize the voice and debate about whether to continue walking as I pull off my gloves, throwing them away in a close rubbish bin. I could do that, but something in my forces me to glance over my shoulder and answer. "Yes?"

Ewan winces slightly. "Are you still mad at me?"
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Parvati told me about what happened yesterday. I thought maybe this man was gone, but apparently not. I have no proof that he is doing something wrong, but it's making me nervous that he was watching Parvati like that. She is certain it's the same man I don't doubt it. The problem is, what can we do about it?
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"What exactly are you doing?"

"What does it look like?" I ask, continuing to scrub at my nails. There has to be a better way. The nail polish remover smells horrible and I have cotton balls scattered on my desk.

"If I knew, I wouldn't have asked," Ewan remarks.
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I haven’t worked on any major procedures since the incident before. Instead, I have been taking care of minor problems. Some broken bones and of course, taking care of the children who stay overnight. As well as a former Hufflepuff on a horse. People are still talking about that. Yet, I knew soon I would be back in the thick of things. I was right.
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This is the hardest thing I ever have to do. I don't have to do it often, thank goodness, but when I do, it tears me apart. I feel like I can't breathe and I feel like someone is clenching a fist around my heart.

"Padma...would you rather I did this?" Ewan asks.
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I'm out again with Parvati and I am starting to regret it. It isn't that I don't enjoy being with my sister, but I worked a long shift and my feet are already sore, so putting on a pair of Parvati's heels was not the best thing.

I sit at the bar, sipping my drink and glance toward the dance floor. I know Parvati went to dance, but she must have a lot of energy. She has spent most of the time on the dance floor. I was with her for awhile, but I told her I needed to take a break. Now she's dancing quite close to a man that had been dancing near us.
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