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~30th Dance~

[The handwriting you're about to see is nothing like Lili's neat, perfect cursive. This looks like someone gave a monkey a quill and told him to write.]

This is Emilie's butler. ~~She doesn't tell me anything until the day before so I'm not sure~~ If you had any plans with her for the rest of the summer, I'm afraid you'll have to reschedule.

[Private - Matthew. Alfred if he makes an effort.]

You should...she never gave me permission, but I don't think it's fair to just...

We should have a chat.

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C'mon!

[No time for directions and shit, grabbin' ur arm. He's never done side-along apparition before, let's hope it doesn't fuck up.]

Hey!

[ Matthew is distraught and confused, and if they make through this buddy-buddy apparition business in one piece, the first thing he plans to do is shove Alfred away from him.

If they make it in one piece, anyway. ]

[OH LOOK they're outside the hospital. Are the right parts on the right bodies? THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW. But he's not bleeding this time, that's good.]

Lili's dad and her butler are in the waiting room. I said I'd come get you.

[ As promised, Matthew automatically shoves Alfred off his person. He doesn't send Al tumbling down or anything, so yeah uh, those are definitely his not-crazy-strong arms at least. ]

Don't do that! You can't just -- what if one of us -- [ Matthew takes a deep breath, runs his hand through his hair. This was not the time to bitch out his brother. ] Alright. Sorry, okay.

[~~Secret: they've switched dicks~~ Imean...]

It's fine we're at a hospital.

[ ~~NO.~~ Matthew shoots Alfred a look. ]

Right. We'll save the grotesque injuries for next time we apparate to a hospital then. [ Calm down, Matthew. ] Now will you please take me to Lili?

Sebastian said they won't lelt anyone in with her. But c'mon, let's go. You'll have to talk to the ladies behind the desk, I don't think they like [How I butcher their language] me.

That's nonsense, Al, you don't know that, they're very busy and --

[ Matthew's babbles quickly dissolve into French as he briskly makes his way inside the building, but he keeps speaking to Alfred as if he can understand him. ]

[And Alfred just rolls his eyes. Jerk thinks he's so special with his bilingualism and shit...]

[Aaaaaaand Sebastian is waiting for them in the lobby when they get there. The ladies behind the desk won't bother them, because rich and influential daddy Rochefort said so~]

Matthew! It's nice to see you again.

Monsieur Sebastian!

[ Matthew runs up to Sebastian, trying to smile and failing at it horribly. ]

It's - it's good to see you, too, but -- [ A meaningless gesture. ] Lili, how is she? What happened, I don't quite - I don't understand.

She's...alive, so, better than expected.

[And now it's awkward. How much is he supposed to say? The gory details of the event don't make for very pleasant conversation, nor do the reasons for it.]

Emilie had a run-in with a dark wizard. One of yours over in England, the Death Eaters.

[ Matthew goes completely still, eyes wide. ]

A Death Eater. A Death Eater hurt Lili.

[ Give him a moment to process that. ]

[Awkward shoulder-pat?]

Mmm. They caught him almost immediately, of course, the Ministry tracks Unforgivable Curse usage...

[Does that make it better, or worse? Sebastian decides he'll just be quiet now.]

Why would -? Why would they...

[ Matthew leans into Alfred's comforting gesture, and again, his hand combs through his hair. His mind's blank, numbed down. Right now, he doesn't want to think. ]

... may I see her?

Alex--her father's given you his approval, so the healers shouldn't object, if they're not busy.

Can I come too?

I'm really not the one in charge of deciding that...

Thank you, Monsieur Sebastian.

...Alfred, I'm sorry, but may I please see her alone?

[SULK.]

[ Have another look. ]

I'll take that as a yes.

Eventually, Alfred.

[ Sebastian leads Matthew up a few floors to Lili's room. He opens the door to let him inside, casts a worried glance at the unconscious patient, and steps out. Lili's bed is in the center of the room, with her heavily bandaged self in it. Her head and torso are slightly elevated, with her bangs pushed away from her forehead so that a floating roll of gauze could change the bandages on a gruesome split.

Her sleep is anything but peaceful, and that's probably the most notable thing. Lili's breathing is labored at best. She's choking. Struggling for air.

Her father's in the room, sitting in a chair next to the bed, bouncing his leg up and down nervously. He looks up at Matthew, with tired and blotchy eyes.]

Hello, Matthew.

... hello, Monsieur Rochefort.

[ The shock hits him full force a second time, and Matthew stands motionless near the entrance, arms crossed over his chest. It's rude not to look a gentleman in the eye when speaking to one, but Mathew can't help it, not this time. All he sees is Lili, Lili hurt, Lili barely breathing. He's so focused that he doesn't realize he's walking towards the center of the room until his knees hit the edge of the hospital bed.

Matthew tries to say something, but he can't, can't even discern what emotion he feels. Underneath the layers of shock, the sadness, the worry, there's this anger, red and hot. But he absently toys with the edge of the bedsheets, smothers the feeling down and away. ( If he touched her now, would she break? )

Part of him begins to wish he asked Alfred to come with him. ]

She... why would anyone...

[He shakes his head. When he speaks, his voice is scratchy, dehydrated.]

His name's Vincent Fortier. I worked with him. He caught her on her way to Reims.

[Lili's father wipes at his eyes, and gently takes her hand. She coughs and sputters, almost in response.]

They don't know what the curse is that he hit her with, but it's suffocating her. She'll stay just awake enough to struggle for air, that's it.

~30th Dance~

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