The sole person in the room woke up to a jarring headache and the low murmur of voices right outside the divide of curtains, all of a sudden a loud beeping echoed throughout the room and a rush of feet signaled the arrival of the boy's doctors.

Groaning the figure tried to rise up off the bed to examine his surroundings, but he was very weak and a voice warned, "Lie back down you'll do more damage to yourself if you try and get up." Scrubbing at his eyes the boy tried to focus in on the other figure which had remained quiet, as he came closer to the bed the boy saw at once who it was, "Oh its you".

The figure visibly flinched at the simple statement coming out of the boy's mouth, in a trembling voice he asked, "Do you really hate me that much, and that you do not even wish to see me?"

The boy stared at the ceiling for a bit before he replied, "I only dealt with you because I had to with my life being the way it was and is. Again and again you have ruined my life to the point that I don't even want to live anymore and you come in and ask me if I really hate you to this great extent that I can even understand why you have made the enemies that you did?"

The figure settled in a nearby chair, "I have no idea what to say of do to you to regain your trust and respect again, I know I have made some questionable decisions that I have come to regret but isn't there some way to make it up to you?"

The boy shifted answered. "Every single promise you have ever made to me was broken, every single time you thought you were doing something for my own good ended up hurting me more than any other normal person can stand; you know I never expected to live through the night I fully expected to die with him, I mean if I was dead then I wouldn't have to deal with everything that life has to offer, I am barely of age and already I have seen and experienced more than most people have in their entire lifetime, so do as you wish I just want some place to rest and not be bothered at least till school is done."

The figure had started to cry silently as the boy's monologue revealed past hurts that he could have stopped at any time but he hadn't and didn't because it was supposedly for the good of the world. Wiping his face carefully and clearing his throat he said, "At least you will stay here in school until you graduate as for the press we will not alert them till all his followers have been disposed of. They have no idea that their leader is no more and they would not be willing to do anything without their leader's backing but won't go out to find him if they aren't called for a while."

The boy said, "In other words you don't want me to say anything to anyone about what happened, at least till you see fit a time to release that information or as you say till all of his followers have been disposed of, which I would think will be at the end of school year where I would be able to graduate on time seeing as I know the entire curriculum anyways right?"

The figure nodded, "Yes it will be for the best so the students won't panic or cause too big a scene to alert the followers that we are indeed after them, as for now our best tool we have at our disposal is the lack of information and communication between them."

A woman whom was in the room previously walked back holding a stack of papers addressed the boy who had looked up at the sudden arrival of the woman, "I have some very grave news for you."

The boy just nodded and gestured for her to go on. The woman said, "From the results that I got back from the scans of your body and other such tests the amount of damage that was inflicted on your body has overloaded your body, even as of right now your body is being torn inside out from all the internal damage at most I would say you will live to see your graduation but not much more than that. And even that will be a stretch seeing as in those last few weeks your body will basically be collapsing in on itself. There are a few potions to help but nothing completely relieves the pain."

The boy gave a mirthless laugh that scared the figure seated and the woman, "Why am I not surprised? No I couldn't go out peacefully and with the least amount of pain but rather I need to die in the most excruciating way possible with my body being torn apart from the inside out and ending with my body collapsing on itself. No potions can truly help with this condition so drawing my life out will be the worse way to die."

The figure cut in, "I'm sorry to tell you this but you cannot stay in the Hospital Wing for the amount of time you need to fully recover because we do not want to alert anyone of anything amiss so you will need to return here from time to time to engage in therapy for your full recuperation."

The boy replied, "See yet again you do this, do you never learn or do you enjoy seeing me in so much pain, whatever decide what you want to do and tell me the final plans but right now I do not wish to speak or see you Headmaster Dumbledore." With that he closed his eyes and gave off the impression of sleep.

The figure got up and walked out the Hospital Wing only turning back at the doorway to say, "Goodbye Harry and thank you for what you did even if you do not acknowledge it."