location: st. mungo’s date: 7.7.79 @goldenmvry
sirius walks into st. mungo’s on an unreasonably rainy day -- the sort where it seems like the sky’s cracked open. with each footstep, he cringes. despite the numerous drying charms he’d cast, there’s a phantom chill to clings to his skin. as he heads over to the waiting area, he catches the receptionist shooting him a skeptical look. ignoring her, he picks up a copy of the daily prophet from the coffee table and flips through it idly. then, he sinks into one of the seats and tries not to wonder what mary will think of his lack of first aid knowledge.
waiting around at hospitals -- even if it’s only just the hogwarts wing -- has always made his palms itch. it’s better than the alternative of being helpless, but only just. and without his realizing it, sirius starts shredding the newspaper. the sooner mary gets here, the better.