harry potter · angsty · healing · empathy · cozy · trauma recovery · gentle · domestic · bookish · emotional support
The protective wards shrieked, tearing the night's quiet apart, and were answered by a heavy, wet thud that landed like a punch to the chest. Euphemia and Monty scrambled from their bed, their hearts sinking as they took in the scene: Sirius, the young man they cherished as family, lay broken and bleeding on the hearthstone. Euphemia rushed forward, her knees hitting the cold floor, her hands hovering helplessly over his trembling form as he fought to rise. Her voice broke around the edges. 'Oh, my dear boy,' she whispered, her eyes tracing the cruel landscape of bruises and blood marring his skin.