Incidents

[dobby888]

Jessie didn't know what to do. *Then what should we do?*

[Lola_La_Fringe7]

Mira's head was floating off into the coulds trying to think. "Well... I am in training to become a doctor, but wounds this severe are hard to stop..." Mira dug in her pockets muttering to herself.

[Xaver]

"Ginny?"


Xaver was suddenly behind them all, without a stirr of magic to announce his arrival, standing motionless, as if he'd been there all along.
Cody was in his arms, bundled up in the thick coat Xaver had been wearing earlier, asleep, his arms tucked between his body, and Xaver's, his young face pressed into his father's shoulder - completely asleep. His chest fluttered calmly, rythmatically, undeterred by the stress about them - Xaver had set up a small working of magics, to prevent Cody from being bothered by sensing things. Xaver, himself, had felt Ginny's stress... and it had drawn him here.

He shifted his weight, one arm holding Cody's weight, effortlessly, the other falling to his side, concern deeply written over his handsome features.

[Lola_La_Fringe7]

Mira almost jumped as Xaver appeared.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny whirled around, her face flashing some strange mixture of emotions. Her eyes took in her son, asleep in his father's arms, then met Xaver's own blue eys.
"What are you doing here?"

[Xaver]

If Xaver was surprised at Ginny's reaction - it didn't show. Little crossed his fixed expression, but a gentle concern, hinting at the corners of his dark eyes.

"I sensed you," he said quietly.

Cody didn't even stirr - protected beneath Xaver's light spell.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny winced, reaching up and wiping blood from the side of her face, making a disgusted face at the smell again. Her face was pale, her red hair stringy from the snow and blood. Her eyes looked from his to Cody again, "What's the matter with him?"

[Xaver]

Xaver glanced at Cody, himself. The boy was so startlingly like him, even with those dark blue eyes shielded beneath his sleep-wearied lids. Raven hair a soft mess about his head, the young, but attractive features of his face softened, and at ease in his sleep-state. Cody's mouth was open just slightly, light, even breaths being drawn through his light pink lips.
As if in reaction to Xaver's gaze, Cody sighed, and shifted, pressing his face into Xaver's neck.

He shifted, himself, moving his coat more adequately over Cody's shoulders, before looking to Ginny again.

There was no denying that it was deep concern, that lined the handsome edges of his face, now.


"He's asleep. Under a light spell so he won't be disturbed by the tensions I could feel all the way at home..."
His eyes flickered to her fingers, blood staining them, and her pretty face, and hair. He stared, for a moment, before forcing himself to look away.

"You don't remember what happened?"

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny kept her eyes on Cody, trying to focus them, but she was seeing doubles, triples, singles, then triples again. She touched her head again, wincing as her fingers brushed over the open gash in her head.
"What are you talking about?"

[Xaver]

What a predicament.

Xaver glanced at Cody again, then, he moved to Ginny, stopping a foot or so from her, and he kneeled, gently laying Cody down, wrapped up and unaffected by his surroundings, in Xaver's enormous, oddly-textured coat. Xaver rose then, standing before Ginny - not touching her, immediately, for she was weakened on more levels than just physical, and he didn't want to make things worse.

"I was seeing if you remembered what happened to you, love. Anything at all. But don't worry about that now.." he said softly.

He was barely a foot in front of her.
Xaver opened his arms, slowly.

"It's OK, love... Come 'ere.."

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny looked at him, suspicioun written on her face, "He'll catch a cold..." She muttered, looking down at their son with soft concern. She didn't move, knowing that if she took even one step she would collapse. She avoided Xaver's eyes, confused by the current situation.

Her head hurt, she felt sick, she couldn't remember anything from the past few hours, and she couldn't even see straight. She didn't want any of those around her to see that, on edge and worried.

[Xaver]

"I've got him wrapped in a little safety-net spell, remember? He's comfortable. And he's safe."
He looked at her.
"As are you."

Xaver closed the distance between them, Cody still being within an arm's reach distance, himself, wrapping an arm around her back, protectively, though only his fingertips grazed her clothing, his other hand coming up, tracing over, but not touching, the wound on her head.

"We need to get you fixed up. Before you catch the cold," he said gently. Lightly.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny didn't remember, she had already forgotten that little tid-bit. Now she cut him a sideways look,
"How could you help when I can't even help myself?" She asked, her voice sharp, although she didn't intend it to be, "I won't catch a cold."

The blood started to slow, now drying slowly in the cold air. Still, she didn't feel the cold, and under normal circumstances she would have complained about it. She didn't feel his hand at her back, but felt the one near the wound.
"Don't touch that.." She added.

[Xaver]

Xaver released her, though he hadn't really been holding her in the first place, backing a way a small step, and allowing his arms to fall to his sides.

"You might not - but there's still a chance. A chance more profound now that you've become weakened by loss of blood.."
He cast a glance to the wound, his frown deepening, even though he was relieved to see the blood slow some.

"I can help you help yourself."

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny's eyes followed him, caution etched into her face. Her gaze flickered from him to Cody, then back to him. Then her eyes shadowed over, sudden concern over something she couldn't describe showing up.
"Why are you here?" She suddenly asked, upset.