"If Robert doesn't remember, you gonna tell him?" Edward asked as Ruby handed out tea mugs.
"Bless you, Ru. I needed this. No," Angus replied. "What purpose would it serve but to humiliate him? I see no good that could come from it."
"I tend to agree with you," Edward said. "I think the fewer people who know, the better. You know, as a healer, he might be a bit more tolerant of it than the rest of us would be. He wouldn't expect to catch anything from it, after all."
"Well, no, but he is also a fastidiously clean man," Angus said. "He might not be as tolerant of it as you think. There is a certain limit that we all have, and maybe that's one of his. I guess we won't know until he wakes. Where's Simone and Caprice?"
"She took her upstairs to our bathroom for a bath just before you lot got home. I'm sure they're probably done by now. She got a bit messy when we got home. Simone made some cookies, and she was icing them when 'someone' who shall remain nameless got their little mitts into one of the cookies with fresh icing and had icing and crushed up cookie everywhere. In her hair, all over her clothes, all over her face, and flung it all over our kitchen. She did get a little of it in her mouth, I think but nearly all the rest of that wet, gooey cookie is currently plastered all over my kitchen."
"Oh, God," Angus sighed. "I'll clean it up in half a tick."
"No, no. No real harm done. I'll set a cleaning up spell shortly. I just heard you lot and I came to see how things went at St. Mungo's. It isn't a calamity. It's just a cookie..." As he was speaking, Marcus arrived. He had clearly heard something that had him a bit rattled.
"I stopped to get some clean clothes in my room in the main house, and they said Evelyn caused some sort of major incident at St. Mungo's. They said you were both there and I should talk to you. What happened?" Marcus asked.
"Come sit," Edward said calmly. "It might take a moment to brief you."
"What's she done this time?" Marcus said, going over and sitting. Edward got up and poured Marcus a firewhiskey and set it down in front of him. Angus briefed Marcus on the situation with as much as they knew. Marcus was upset. He sipped on his firewhiskey, not saying a word for a moment, trying to take it all in and not sure what to do first.
"I think we might well see Barnett yet today," Angus said. "She may want the backstory on how I'm connected to Evelyn. Otherwise, her paperwork isn't going to make much sense."
"I presume they really are taking Evelyn to Azkaban this time, and the sad thing is that if she got back on her medication, she might be relatively harmless again. Azkaban isn't the place for her."
"Well, she'll have to be processed and held there until there is some sort of wizengamot hearing, I expect," Angus said. "Depending on how that goes, perhaps they'll return her to St. Mungo's. I don't know. Or maybe they'll send her to some other facility. Robert's opinion on her medical state will weigh heavily on that matter, I expect.
"I need to go talk to my parents and my kids," Marcus sighed. "It'll be all over the papers, and Honeydukes will be inundated with people wanting gossip. Thank you--for taking her alive and not killing her."
"I didn't even consider killing her. I only wanted to stop her,": Angus said. "You want us to go with you to Hogsmeade?"
"No. it's not necessary," Marcus said. "You sure you're alright?"
"I'm fine. Ruby tended it when we got home. It's nothing. Really," Angus said. "If they need someplace to escape the harassment, bring them here. They'd be protected from all that here on the estate."
"I'll keep it in mind," Marcus said. "Thanks." He went over and looked at Angus's shoulder, peeking under the dressing Ruby had put on. Then he went upstairs and came back with a magic wrap, put it on Angus's shoulder and set it to alternate from cool to heat and back again. Angus winced as Marcus applied it. "It's always that shoulder, isn't it? If you don't ice it, it's going to really bruise. This'll help. You know Nigel will be along to see it once he gets Robert tended. I'll try to be back by then. Try to keep him in one piece til I get back, won't you, Ruby?" He cast her an amused grin.
"Next time, I'll try to lean into the wrench so that I protect my shoulder with my head, shall I?" Angus teased.
"Oh, sure. You do that," Marcus laughed, amused, finishing his firewhiskey before he left. "See you in a bit." He apparated out.
"Well, at least he was a little better when he left," Angus said.