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Raven groaned as he woke up, feeling slightly better and not wanting to throw up was a pleasant bonus, but the raging headache was not.
Honestly he knew this was somehow the imposters fault. When he got his hands on them! The stuff he would do wouldn't even be thought to be repeated by anyone.
Raven huffed as he opened his eyes and saw Rose leaning against his arm asleep. He gently rubbed her head with his free arm as she woke up and hugged him tightly.
"Are you ok?" She asked and Raven huffed.
"No. I have a raging headache and I want to yell at everything and everyone, but you don't deserve that. Even I know that." Raven said with a slight smile as he rubbed his head.
"Good you're awake. I can't seem to find any issues with you. Tell me how you feel." Poppy ordered and Raven started thinking, but regretted that, fast thoughts did not pair well with this raging headache.
"I originally felt nauseous and had a raging headache. Now I just having a raging headache that makes me want to throw things at... people... violently." Raven started trialing off as he came to a horrifying realization.
He couldn't feel his denial of nothingness or magic circuits. His magic core was there, but it felt limited to a great degree, he could probably only push out enough magic to keep up with three, maybe four Albus'.
"I have to go now." Raven said with an unreadable look on his face before he fled the hospital room uncaring of how it made his head throb even worse.
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Raven panted as he leaned against the wall. He had no access at all to his magus style of magic. His magical core was limited to wizardry as well.
His true magic was there, he could barely feel it, but it felt locked up and beyond his ability to use for the time. He hated it.
It felt like his very soul was closed off from the rest of itself. True Magic was grafted onto one's soul. Magic circuits were part of the soul. It was why one who received them could in theory use the true magic of someone else, if weaker. His own didn't count though as the root didn't allow it.
He could barely even enter his true form and switch back to human without being exhausted. He didn't like it, and without his magic abilities, he couldn't communicate with his mom and Merlin.
Not good. Not good at all.
Raven withdrew his wand from its sheath and stared at it.
"I know I don't really use you much, but will you help me?" Raven asked and he felt a warmth flow through his veins as the wand felt warm to the touch. It was willing and happy to help.
"Thank you." Raven smiled at his wand as he got to work practicing wand magic. Wandless magic really drained him currently and he didn't want to use that much of his limited reserves of magic.
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Raven was with Granger and Rose as they stood in the hospital with Neville who was healing from his broken foot which Sirius had bit to drag him into the tree.
Apparently the not chubby anymore kid had for some ridiculous reason agreed to babysit Weasley's pet rat.
(Can I get a #plot in the comments?)
Talk about good timing.
Raven had ignored any questions Rose and Poppy had asked him upon his return later for some medicine for his raging headache which hadn't gone away.
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The Prince of Denial
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