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Mason felt his heart tighten in his chest, panic filling him as he watched the male drift off into unconsciousness. He removed his hands from the wound where heâd been applying pressure knowing he had to get the wizard to the hospital as fast as he could. His arms slipped under Regulus picking him up as though he weighed nothing. âCome on Reg, stay with me.â His voice sounded shaky, laced with desperation as he looked around for his wand. After locating it he gave a flick of his wand and apparated them to the hospital. The place was busier than he had expected, not that heâd let it make a difference. He looked around for a spare bed. Peering down at the male, a string of curses fell from his mouth as he watched the wizardâs head lolling back. âDonât you dare do this to me, not now.â Finally finding an empty bed he gently placed the maleâs limp body down, trying not to focus on the amount of blood there was. He turned to try and find a healer but no one seemed to stop and listen to him. His fists tensed and balled up at his sides as he began to lose his patience. âWill someone please help me?â He yelled angrily finally getting the attention he wanted. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Heâd been waiting for the male to wake up for a good couple of hours. The healers who had worked on Reg had been really good, he wasnât so sure they would have helped originally due to the male being a death eater but after a small explanation they began to work on him. Theyâd done all they could but the male would still be weak when he awoke. Mason was sat on the edge of his chair next to Regulusâ bed leaning as close as he could, his hand holding them maleâs with his head lent down against the bed












