The Healer arrived the day school started. Harry was a little upset that Madam Pomfrey would not be able to see him for a while, but he understood that first years had a habit of getting in almost as much trouble as he did. Somebody had to look after them.
Harry had his hands examined right after breakfast. The news, while unsurprising, could have been much worse. The muscles of his hands had regenerated in a shortened form because of his in ability to straighten his fingers. While the preliminary damage had been from the fire, the most destruction came from the oven. Healer Diet explained that she could not heal the electrical burns with magic as they had vastly different basic energies. The Healer would have to do a muggle surgery to repair the muscle and then create an intensive physical therapy regime to continue the healing process.
While neither Harry or Severus were thrilled about the news both understood it could have been worse. It could always be worse.
The Healer left, leaving Severus to contemplate what to do with the remainder of the day.
"Harry have you ever seen Casablanca? I haven't seen it in awhile. It's one of favorites."
Harry looked at him a little strangely and asked, "You watch movies, Si—Severus?"
Severus smiled, "I have to admit, it is one of my guilty pleasures. It is a way to escape into normalcy, I think. Sometimes the story lines are so odd and intriguing that I can just lose myself in the story and pretend that it is real because I am never sure it could be real. I think that is why they are so attractive, losing yourself in something totally fake and real at the same time." Severus looked a little embarrassed that he spoke so genuinely about something so personally.
"What do you say Harry?" Severus asked to cover up his discomfort, "shall it beCasablanca or do you have your own favorite?"
"I don't know," Harry responded looking into his lap, "I have never seen a movie before."
Severus felt the boy's embarrassment at not being able to contribute to activity. "Well then we will just have to rectify the situation. We'll do the works, popcorn, soda, and rasinettes. Wizard candy is usually to distracting, what with the hopping and nasty, unexpected flavors."
His excitement worked, Harry giggled.
A/N: I am almost back track. Keep your fingers crossed.