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we bleed the same

A barbeque at a lake house sounded like just what the vet ordered. Johnny was tired. He was working his arse off, and he loved his job, but the hours were exhausting. Add to that trying to cope with being heckled in the street, his muggle friends suddenly being too scared to hang out with him, and his life just generally being in danger, and things were pretty sucky as of late. He needed to unwind, and Lola had promised him that this barbeque would be a safe place, somewhere he wouldn't have to worry. Johnny was no shitbag, he wasn't scared to walk down the street, but considering whole muggleborn families were being hidden away, he found himself being extra cautious.

He trusted Lola, and held on to his hat as he whooshed to the address she'd given him, nearly crashing into Ollie and Echo. "Oof. Failed the landing. Apologies," he said, patting the pair on the back. He had been friends with Ollie since school, and Echo had also become a friend in recent times. The sight of them put him at ease immediately. Then he spotted Lunete and relaxed even more. She, too, was a muggleborn, and branded with a yellow armband to match his. He stood beside her and slung his arm around her shoulder. "Hey, Lu." Johnny tipped his hat to Lola and the blonde girl she was standing with. "Are we ready to party?" he asked.



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we bleed the same

She was cute as she proclaimed her innocence, and Johnny tried his best to keep a professional expression on his face, though there was a smirk threatening at the edges of his lips. He scribbled down Elizabeth Street, his brows furrowing as he tried to recall where that was. He usually apparated straight to work, though he did like to go and have a walkabout on his breaks sometimes and get fresh air, especially on stressful days. He was sure he remembered the street name, but he couldn't recall where it was. Maybe to the left and a few blocks down? No, that was Elmer Street, wasn't it? He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. "It's fine," he said, mostly to himself, though reassuring his company wouldn't go amiss either. If she didn't know any more, that was alright. She couldn't force it. He'd pass the information on to the authorities and they'd figure it out. His job was to care for the pet, not worry about the perpetrators. He was required by law to gather all necessary information, though. "And can I take your name and address, please," he said, turning his icy blue eyes to the woman. "In case anyone needs to contact you about any of this," he added, a smile stealing its way free. So he'd like her details for himself, too, but he couldn't admit that. He was a professional.

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we bleed the same

A car accident. And she'd carried it all the way here? That was impressive and showed a lot of dedication for someone who looked like they couldn't get out of the room fast enough. "Hey, hey, hey, knock it off," Johnny reprimanded the dog in a soothing voice. It stopped growling as soon as the woman was out of the room, and Johnny stroked his hands over its body, feeling for injuries as he went. It had a broken leg and possibly internal bleeding, but he wouldn't know for sure until he could sedate it and get a better look. "It's alright, good girl. I'm gonna give you something for the pain, okay. But don't be mean to the nice lady. She's really pretty, a waggy tail and puppy dog eyes wouldn't go amiss."

He pressed his wand to the Spaniel's leg, sending a pain relieving spell through it, and then swirled his wand over her head in a hypnotic fashion. The dog blinked dreamily as he bent to get a sedative from the cupboard. Injecting it into the now calm dog's neck, he rubbed the injection site slowly, watching her slip into a half asleep state. "Good girl. You're okay. Good dog." He soothed her for another minute before he felt like it might be safe to get the woman back in the room. Johnny cracked the door open again. "Hi," he smiled at the stranger, she was reading a magazine but he nodded his head for her to come back to the consulting room. "I'm going to need to get a few more details from you, if that's alright."



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Pawsitively Marvelous

There was a frown on Johnny's face as he watched Dora go. She didn't look back, which was a little bit of a kick to his ego. She had some sort of stomach bug, yes, but did she really not want one last look at him before he apparated out of there? It was a little bit hurtful, but he couldn't complain, it was a purely superficial bruise that he would get over. Dora wasn't feeling herself right now, and she certainly wasn't feeling him. It was selfish for him to expect her to still be unable to resist that last flirty glance when she wasn't feeling well. So selfish. God, it stung. He twisted where he stood, and disappeared from the alley before Dora was even out of sight, his office blurring to a stop around him. There was a stale sickly smell that hadn't been there before, but Johnny barely noticed. He crossed to the small cupboard in the corner and pulled a muggle air freshener from the top shelf, spraying it around the room before he went to check his parchment again. His next client was due in, he couldn't spend any more time dwelling on Dora, and worrying whether she was alright or not. Checking that his scrubs were still in place - you never knew around Dora, he would bet anything that she could remove items of clothing without the wearer even noticing - and unlocked the door, poking his head out and calling loudly. "Tala Drake."



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Pawsitively Marvelous

Her embarrassment was uncomfortable to watch, though at least she had the good thought to clean her own mess up, that was one less job for Johnny. He felt bad for her. "No, Dora, don't-" his sentence was cut short as she stood up and grabbed Mimi from him, and he passed the pup over as carefully as he could in such a panicked hurry. She went for the door, her belongings left behind, and then she must have realised because she whirled around so fast that she almost crashed into him as he made to follow after her. "Hey," he placed his hands gently on her arms to steady her. She looked like shit, and he didn't like the thought that she wanted to get away from him so badly. Was he really that bad? Was he someone she thought wouldn't understand? It was something he would brood over for hours later, but for now, he needed to help the girl before she made herself sick again. "You're clearly not well," he told her, icy blue eyes serious as he took in the paleness of her delicate face.

He sighed, glanced at the clock on the wall, and made his mind up. He could spare an extra ten minutes before his next client was due in, so he moved around Dora and locked the door with his wand. Crossing the room, he ran his finger over her file, finding the address and giving a little nod of his head. He knew the area well enough to be able to apparate there without any problems. He picked up Dora's cloak and draped it around her shoulders, handing her her bag and wrapping his arm around her waist. "Let's just get you home," he said, and with one last check to make sure they had everything, he gave a quick twist and they disappeared from his office with a small pop. He half expected to be covered in sick once they reached Dora's apartment. Apparating wasn't the most pleasant sensation even when you were well, but he wasn't sure if it were even physically possible to vomit while you were travelling like that. His own stomach lurched with the familiar sensation, and he held on tightly to Dora as they popped into the alley behind the building Dora lived in.



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Pawsitively Marvelous

"May," he answered as he massaged the drops into Mimi's ears, giving her eyes a quick check while he was at it. She was in fine health as far as he could tell, and he was happy to let her go home without any further treatment, but that would mean kicking Dora out of his office, and it felt like she'd only just stepped inside. He could drag it out a little bit longer. He always enjoyed her company, even in the middle of his work place, surrounded by terrible smells, the sounds of howling, scared creatures, and that funny clinical smell that he still wasn't used to after all this time. "I get to call myself a vet in May, then the graduation ceremony is in June," he went on as he dawdled with Mimosa. All of the other trainee vets who had started at the same time as him would be graduating, too, and he was really looking forward to the after party. Mostly because there were a few hotties he'd spotted on courses in the past that he wouldn't mind getting to know, but he also just couldn't wait for it to be officially over. He would be a vet, and it would be plain sailing from then on. All of his hard work would be rewarded and he'd have his dream job.

Dora turned away from him as he was talking, having a look at the posters on the walls, but he carried on anyway. "You can come and cheer me on if you like," he told her, thinking it a real shame that she couldn't see the flirty smile on his handsome face because it was a real killer. She was missing out. She seemed to be in a bit of a daze, though, and he leaned to the side to see what she was looking at. A poster about fleas. He had a quick peek at Mimi's fur, parting it in a few places, but there were no fleas on the pup at all. Dora's breathing sounded a bit off, too, and Johnny picked Mimosa up off the table and moved around to the other side, stopping beside Dora, concern on his face. "Are you okay?" he asked, hooking his thumb over his shoulder. "I chucked all the gooey bits in the bin. You can look now," he smiled, thinking that she might have been a bit squeamish about seeing the contents of her dogs gross ears on cotton wool balls in front of her. "You're not the first person to get queasy in here," he reassured her.



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Pawsitively Marvelous

Johnny clucked his tongue in disappointment. "You should have booked a double appointment," he told Dora. "You get twice as much time." He winked, unable to keep thoughts at bay of him sneaking Dora into the back for some fun. There were other vets in the building, though, and he would surely be caught in the act by one of his superiors and probably lose his job for it. It would be a thrill, though. It was one he couldn't take a chance on, unfortunately, but he liked the thought of it. He didn't suppose the smells that came from a building full of sick animals was all that sexy, though, and he wondered if Dora had noticed the waiting room. You became desensitised to it after spending every day in that kind of environment, but he had noticed it himself. She looked a bit pale, but he paid no mind to it and tried to get on with the job at hand, which was not seeing to Dora, even though he would have liked to.

"I'll be able to do all the house calls you need once I'm qualified," he said with a suggestive smile. He wasn't allowed to do house calls on his own, not until he was qualified, which wasn't that far off, but he only got to leave the office when he was accompanying the older vets and they thought he had something to learn from an excursion, like the time he'd gone to Doc Dearborn's and fixed his horse up. Waxy ears wasn't really something he would have been allowed out for, but it was certainly something he could treat. He rummaged through the cupboard behind him for some cotton wool, and immediately set to work cleaning out Mimi's ears as gently as possible. "It's dirty work, but someone's gotta do it," he commented as he cleaned away, pretending that he wasn't filling the table up with murky brown cotton wool buds full of doggy ear wax. Mimi behaved herself well enough, and he soothed her as he worked, shining his wand inside both ears to see if he had missed any. They looked alright as far as he could tell, but he flicked his wand at a medicine cabinet across the small room. The doors flew open and a little bottle of liquid floated out, landing on the table with as much grace as it could. He took the stopper out and dripped two drops in each of the dogs ears. "Did you ask the shop keeper specifically for books on canine ear wax?" he asked as he worked, a teasing tone to his voice as he imagined the awkward moment Dora might have faced in a bid to help her pup.



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