ZiaMorgan

Severus woke up with a groan. His head was pounding. His whole body ached. He was sure he had some bruising along his ribs – if they weren't broken, and he was almost sure they were – and he couldn't fix it because of his lack of knowledge in healing. The only way to know for sure is with a visit to Poppy and the witch hadn't wanted anything to do with him in months, going as far as to tell him not to come to the hospital wing unless he was bleeding to death. Or to not even come then. He could not go to see her. Sighing he pushed himself up slowly, only to be greeted with a wave of dizziness, and a jolt in his stomach that had h