we kept a promise - - - DOMMI*

Charles walked into the hospital as quickly as he could. He did not want to run, or it will raise suspicions. He then walked up to the Reception.

"Healer O'Malley, please," he panted to the receptionist. He turned to his right and saw a familliar face.

Dommi had just finished her last heal. It was exhausting, so she got permission to have her lunch break. The blonde never took very long with her lunch anyway even if she didn't get accepted permission, since all she usually ate was a sandwich.

As Dommi was making her way out to town, she decided to stop by the reception just in case someone owled her or whatever. She did not expect to see someone all too familiar sitting there asking for her though.

"Charles, love," she whispered. "What are you doing here?"

Charles smirked at Dommi. He always did, because that was what she had liked about him as a teenage girl, and she still was.

"Uh, asking you a question," he replied.

Dommi laughed at Charles's smirk. "We're not fifteen anymore," she retorted. "It doesn't have that much of an effect on me."

Raising her eyebrow, Dommi crossed her arms on her chest. She knew it probably had something to do with a favour. "What?" she asked bitterly. "What's your question? I have lunch break to go to."

Charles sighed. Dommi must be in a bad mood again, so he just decided to ask her the question directly. "Do you have any painkillers?" he asked.

Dommi sighed loudly and heavily. So Charles had come all the way to the hospital to bother her just so he could get some painkillers? Dommi very nearly swore at the man, though she would settle for a rant.

"We're in a hospital, a Wizarding hospital at that," began the blonde, her tone calm. "You don't ask for painkillers, you moron."

Charles sighed, "Well, what do you ask for then?"

He then thought for a bit and asked, "How's Alex and Ellie? Are they good?"

"Ask for a potion!" Dommi frowned. "Have you been paying attention in school at all? Or, I mean... have you paid any attention to at school at all?" Dommi bit her lip. "Don't blame me. I feel fucking terrible today."

Dommi sighed loudly, fiddling with her fingers. "Ellie's off being... uh, Ellie," she elaborated. "Alex is off for another couple of months, I guess. I haven't seen him. You?"

Charles patted Dommi's shoulder. "I know," he said. He knew her well enough that her temper has not changed since Durmstrang.

"'Course not," Charles replied. "Why would I ask about him if I knew?"

Dommi sighed. She knew she and Chuck were over twenty years ago, but having him close to her... it made her feel safe again. Maybe it was because she had missed Seamus so much a touch from anyone did that to her.

"Good point," Dommi smiled. She always had really blonde moments.

Charles nodded. "Good, I'm glad you're sort of happy now," he replied. "So, what's for lunch?"

Dommi laughed. Chuck always had to change the subject. Sometimes it was for the good of things, sometimes it was for the bad. Thankfully, it was for the good this time. If it had been bad, Dommi would have kicked him out of the hospital.

"Uh, all I have is a sandwich," replied the blonde. "Lame, huh?"

"Sandwich?" Charles asked. "Jesus, Dommi. You're a Healer. Shouldn't you have something a lot more filling for lunch?"

"Jesus, Charles," snapped the Healer. She ran a hand through her hair, "Do you think I have enough time to eat something as hearty as the food I make for Ellie? You know that cooking reminds me of... well, you know." She cleared her throat. "Sorry, I-I didn't mean it... much."

Charles's worry only grew bigger. "You're a witch, Dommi, make a spell to help you cook or something!" he said angrily. "I'm not going to just sit here and watch you starve as you work. Ellie and Alex don't deserve that." He kissed Dommi on the cheek. "Anyways, I should get going."

"And you're a wizard, Chuck," the blonde replied dryly. "Considering I'm up to my eyeballs in people abusing other people and having to deal with the result of such abuse, it seems like you have more more free time than I do." The truth of that was something Dommi wasn't about to spend her time wondering upon.

She blushed slightly as he kissed her, her face rather stunned by his action. "Y-You should," she whispered, waving. "Goodbye, Chuck."