"Bloody fucking hell, Harry." He snarled the words, soft though, his arm tightening a little bit around him. "Let me get them to get you a sedative, Harry. How long has it been hurting?"
Because if this is always and not just with these memories, he was going to have a fit. "Let me get someone to take care of you. I won't leave until you're asleep. Okay? I'll stay right here. Hold you." And try and not curse or cry.
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Date: 2016-06-03 05:04 am (UTC)Because if this is always and not just with these memories, he was going to have a fit. "Let me get someone to take care of you. I won't leave until you're asleep. Okay? I'll stay right here. Hold you." And try and not curse or cry.