Usually night shifts slowed down as one approach the morning; she'd had time to check on all of her patients, and unless someone new came in, there was typically time in the break room for her to scan the Daily Prophet when it first reached an audience. Usually Sina simply skimmed — she could read in detail when she got home — but today, the cover had greeted her with a photo of her husband's face.

Ozymandias was lucky that her shift ended before anyone else asked her about it in depth. She took one of the copies from the break room, took the floo network home to Ireland, and stalked up the stairs still in her healer's robes. Sina was unsurprised to see Oz still in bed, but had not yet decided what to do once she found him. She stalked towards the bed and stood over him.

Sina thwacked her husband on the thigh with the newspaper.

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