OK have changed Chapter 1 a bit even though I said I wouldn't. I hope to have chapter 2 done soon.
Getting His Life Back
Chapter 1
A young man named Harry Potter walked up the front steps to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was joining the staff as the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. A woman, whom he recognized as his former Head of House Professor Minerva McGonagall, was waiting for him. She smiled as he came closer. She looked him over, and frowned as she noticed his cane.
About four weeks earlier, Voldemort had been defeated, but at great cost to Harry. He had received too many injuries during the final battle. He had spent the past four weeks in St. Mungo's recovering from the injuries he sustained. But, unfortunately, the injuries could not all be healed.
Minerva McGonagall looked back to his face and smiled, "How are you doing Harry?" Most of the staff had been on a first name basis with him since he graduated out of Hogwarts.
"I'm doing well, Minerva." Harry gave a small smile.
Minerva raised her eyebrows a little, "How is your leg doing? Why couldn't it be properly healed?"
Harry grimaced a little, "There was some nerve damage near my lower back and hip. My sciatic nerve is messed up beyond repair and can't completely heal. My bones in left leg were broke in so many places that it couldn't be completely healed unless they removed it and regrew it. Even then it wouldn't be able to work properly because of the nerve damage. I do my physical therapy twice a day, and I take pain potions when I need them. I also have to use a cane or wheelchair for long distances."
Minerva looked at him for a moment, seeming to search if he was truly okay. She then nodded. "The Headmaster and rest of the staff are waiting. We should head up there."
Harry nodded, and they made there way to the staff room. Harry was having some trouble keeping up with his former Head of House because of his leg, so when Minerva noticed this she slowed down a little. Once they arrived at the staff room she went to open the door, but Harry stopped her from doing so.
"I can get this Minerva, thanks." Minerva looked at him searchingly again, frowned a little and nodded. Harry opened the door and went in after Minerva.
The rest of the staff looked up as they stepped in. They were quite surprised to see Harry with a cane, but no one said anything. They looked at him and said their hellos. All, except one, Severus Snape. Severus stood in the corner of the room and watched. After all of the hand shaking, hello's, and hugs were over with; every one sat down in there respective seats. Harry found an empty seat near the end, across from Severus. Albus Dumbledore sat in the head of the table, and looked at his staff, but his eyes lingered on Harry a moment longer than the rest.
Albus decided to start the meeting, "Good afternoon everyone! I hope things have been going well! First off, I wanted to welcome Harry to the staff. He is joining us for the year, hopefully longer, as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Welcome Harry!
Harry just smiled slightly and nodded his face a little pink from blushing.
"The start of term is in a few weeks. Some students will be arriving by portkey, and Floo, due to Voldemort's demise and the free deatheaters. I would like for Hagrid, and Sprout to be at the Hogwarts Express drop off, to see the student's safely back to Hogwarts. The History of Magic room has been set up for those who are portkeying in, would Professor Flitwick and Madam Hooch see that things go well in there, and direct the student's to the Great Hall?" Both Madam Hooch and Professor Flitwick nodded.
"And I would like Severus and Harry to oversee and direct the student's that arrive by Floo to the Great Hall." Albus looked at both Severus and Harry, who both nodded their agreement.
"Next, on the agenda are the lesson plans. I would like them no later than tomorrow after noon. Okay, the meeting is concluded then. Harry, could I speak with you a moment?"
Harry nodded, and gingerly got up, and made his way to the corner of the room to speak with Albus. "Albus, it's good to see you! Things seem to be going well."
"It is good to see you too, my boy! Things are well! How are you holding up?"
"I'm doing well, Albus." Harry said.
"I am pleased to hear that! Now, the reason I called you over here is to inform you as to where your rooms are. They are in the Dungeons. I thought it might be a little easier for you. Your floo is connected to Poppy, in the infirmary, Severus' rooms, my office, your class room, and office should you need anything. I asked Severus to show you to your rooms."
Harry smiled slightly, "Thank you, Albus, but I don't need a connection to the infirmary. I can manage for the most part though I might think about getting an assistant to help when I can't move around that well."
Albus frowned slightly, "I know, my boy. I just want you have access if you need it. I'll start looking for an assistant now if you would like." Albus then smiled as Severus came near. "Severus, my boy!"
Severus nodded, "Hello Albus."
"Well, I'll leave you two. Should you need anything, Harry, don't hesitate to reach me. Again I'll start looking for that assistant for you." Harry nodded, and Albus patted him on the shoulder and walked off to talk to the other members of the staff.
"Well, Mr. Potter, are you ready to head to your rooms?" Severus asked.
Harry nodded, "Yes, I am. Thank you Professor."
Severus looked searchingly at him for a moment, then nodded, and led the way out the door. He paused at the door to hold it open for Harry, and then walked ahead of him. Severus kept at a rather fast pace and it was too fast for Harry to keep up. "Professor, could you please slow down?" Severus paused, then nodded, and slowed his pace. He began to observe Harry's movements, and noted that Harry seemed a little tired. After arriving in the Dungeons, Severus led Harry to his rooms. "These are your rooms Mr. Potter. Should you need anything, my rooms are not far away. And you can reach me though the floo. Your belongings have already been placed in your rooms, and you'll need to choose a password for your portrait."
Harry nodded, and looked at the portrait. It had a panther with the scenery of a snow covered forest. He thought this amazing because one of his favorite animals was a panther. He found them very interesting.
He then looked back at Severus. "Thank you Professor."
Severus looked at him a moment, then nodded. "Good afternoon, Mr. Potter."
"Good afternoon, Professor." Harry watched as Severus tuned to go to his rooms. Harry decided the password for his portrait should be 'You'll think of Me', because he loved that song by Keith Urban. (I love that song also.) Then Harry went into his rooms. Once inside, he was surprised how large they were. There was a hallway, which were he was standing. As he made his way further in the rooms, he found a kitchen off to the right, with a dining room just through a doorway on the other side of the kitchen. A bathroom next to the kitchen. On the left was the living room, and there were three doors from there that led to four other rooms. One room was his bed room it had a door that went to a private bathroom. Two were guest rooms.
He headed to his bedroom and found his luggage there. So, he began unpacking. He put his books in the living room on the book shelf; he placed his clothes in their right place; either folded in the dresser or Hanging in the closet. He placed pictures on the dresser in his room, and on the mantle in the living room. Pictures of his Hogwarts days, of days at the Burrow. And pictures taken of him, Ron, and Hermione during a picnic one warm afternoon during Hogwarts. They had gotten into a food fight, so you could see them all laughing with food covering them. There were a few pictures of him and Draco after they called a truce. The last picture he reached was one of him and Severus, when they had been dating. He and Severus were smiling in the picture. They had both been reading, but unknowingly to them, they had both played the same prank on each other. Harry had come up with a prank, to prank Severus. The ink in the book was going to squirt on Severus when he opened the book. Well, Severus had found the piece of paper he had written it on, and decided to prank Harry with his own prank before Harry got the chance to do it to him. Well, they both sat down to read, and opened their books, and both were squirted. They both looked at one another, and started laughing. Ron had taken the picture as this happened.
Harry began putting his crutches, his wheelchair, and his other PT (Physical Therapy) equipment away in his second guest room that he made into his PT room. He still had to use his crutches and wheelchair every once and a while. When he finished putting away his things, Harry noticed that it was almost time for supper, so he made his way to the Great Hall.
PT- Physical Therapy
The sciaticnerve is a large nerve that starts in the lower back and runs through the buttock and down the lower limb. It is the longest and widest single nerve in the body. The sciatic supplies nearly the whole of the skin of the leg, the muscles of the back of the thigh, and those of the leg and foot.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter. I just adopted and edited this story.
AN: Hi I'm Serena or as my friends and family call me Rena, and I just adopted this fic. I have went through and made a couple of changes. I adopted this story so please bear with me while I try to incorporate what I will add to what has been started. I will also use Medical Terminology or abbreviation, so I will put the term and the meaning behind the term or abbreviation; I will also put it at the end of the fic, too. I would also like to suggest if you like Flaming then light a match. No one is perfect so please be nice. Constructive criticism is one thing but to be rude is not the right thing to do. Please enjoy and review.
Rena