Harry Potter had just arrived at the burrow with Dumbledore. Whenever Harry arrived at the burrow it immediately felt like home. He could hear Mrs Weasley's cries as she was telling off one of the Weasley twins. He laughed at himself, of course she would be telling both of them off. Dumbledore cut off his thoughts and motioned for him to walk inside where he would find his trunk and Hedwig already waiting there for him. As soon as he walked in the room went quiet and he knew that an order meeting was taking place so he signalled them to go on and he trudged up the stairs to Ron's room where he found Ron and Ginny sat cross legged watching Fred and George try out all their new stock from the joke shop.
After half an hour of watching Fred and George try every one of their skiving snack boxes the whole Weasley family and Harry along with Remus and Tonks were sat down enjoying second helpings of apple pie. Harry had had so much food that he could not eat one more tiny bit of anything. Mrs Weasley decided that it would be a good idea if they all moved into the living room but Remus and Tonks said that they would leave and let them have a catch up. As they got to the front door Remus came to a Holt. Suddenly around 10 death eaters were stood at the edge of the burrow, Arthur and Remus immediately reached for their wands and started fighting as did Tonks, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny. All of a sudden a ring of bright orange fire surrounded the burrow. Harry on the other side just stood there in shock when he suddenly heard a familiar voice,
"Come and catch me if you can, Baby Potter"
Only one person called Harry 'Baby Potter' and that was Bellatrix Lestrange. Harry straight at the voice, straight through the flaming hot fire ring. He heard Mr Weasley's cries to try and stop harry in the background but he just ignored them and went to find Bellatrix. She was the reason that Sirius was dead. If she hadn't of killed him then he would still be here, perhaps harry could of lived with him over the summer and maybe made it permanent after a while but all that had been taken away when Sirius had been killed last summer at the ministry.
He kept running and running and running, he would keep running until he found her. Eventually he found her but before he could reach for his wand Bellatrix had already got there first,
"CRUCIO"
The pain was unbearable, his bones were withering in pain. Every inch of his body felt like it was burning, surely he was going to end up like Neville's parents, in a hospital with not a care in the world having gone mad from the pain in his body. The pain stopped. He lay there, he couldn't move the pain was too much, why couldn't he just sleep?
"Aww, is baby potter too weak to fight back? Can baby potter not fight for his petty little god father? HA HA HA!"
At that moment Harry completely forgot about the pain in his body, he lifted his wand and shouted "STUPEFY". Unfortunately Bellatrix had had time to draw her wand and she deflected the curse and made it rebound on Harry leaving him once again on the floor.
"Ah, baby potter can't fend for himself, he crumbles at the first hurdle, just like the rest of your family, your mother god father and your-
Arrogant father" finished Snape.
"See potter, Professor Snape knows" sneered Lucius Malfoy who had obviously found a way to break out of Azkaban without the dementors seeing him as otherwise he would not be here.
"CRUCIO"
Once again Harry felt the feeling that a fire was spreading around his body. As if the pain couldn't get any worse Bellatrix lifted the spell only to start kicking him in the ribs. He felt one of them crack, that one was definitely broken. Just then he saw Remus Lupin and Arthur Weasley come through a gap in the field. What they saw before their eyes was something they weren't going to forget, Bellatrix Lestrange held a knife in her hand and had obviously cut a deep gash in his leg and was about to go for his chest, right where the heart was.
"STUPEFY"
The knife flew out of Bellatrix's hand, but not before the knife had cut deep right above the chest, right where the heart was. 'Please don't let him be dead, please, please no, not harry' Remus was thinking as he ran toward the broken boy. He felt for a pulse. He found one, but it was weak. Arthur had managed to fend off the rest of the death eaters.
"Come on Arthur, Harrys not well, he's been stabbed, near the heart and his pulse is very weak. We need to get him to St. Mungo's".
Remus made no gap for his reply and scooped Harry up in his arms and ran back to the burrow as quick as his legs would carry him, Arthur following up at the rear side of him. The death eaters who had been at the front of the Burrow were now gone as was the ring of fire that had been there when they had last left the burrow. Everyone was obviously inside, they opened the door to find the 6 of them sat around the table discussing the events, the sudden movement had obviously made them all jump as they all swirled round in their chairs.
Ron looked at his best friend who was in Remus' arms, he looked dead.
"Oh my goodness lay him down on the table Remus!" said Molly having gone very pale.
If Harry had looked bad in Remus' arms then it was nothing to the state that Harry was in now. He had blood running down his leg, his rib was obviously broken. None of these however were as alarming as Harry's chest. His top had a hole where the knife had cut through and there was a big patch of maroon coloured blood spreading rapidly. He was deathly pale.
"Ginny go get a cloth and a bowl of cold water, Fred go get-"
"Molly there's no point. Harry needs to be taken to St Mungo's he needs a healer. I'll take Harry and you bring the others along when I say so, I shall floo to let you know" with that he picked Harry up off the table and left the house to apparate to St Mungo's.
Remus arrived at St Mungo's with a small pop. He rushed up the stairs and called into the speaker the appropriate in formation to do with harry. The door opened and he rushed inside where a team of healers and a bed were waiting for them. The team of healers rushed Harry off to a room where Remus was told to wait outside whilst they inspected Harry. Remus was twiddling his thumbs for god knows how long when at last a healer came out.
"I take it you are close to Mr Potter" when Remus nodded his head the healer continued, "Hello my name is healer Johnson Mr Potter was in a very critical condition, therefore we have had to put him in a coma. A coma when the person is unresponsive and shows no sign of waking up. As for Mr Potters wounds we have bound the ribs that were broken, his leg was fractured and is in a cast to heal, the bones will strengthen from the crutiatus curse with a bone strengthening potion. As for Mr Potters stab wound in the chest, we have just managed to stop the bleeding in time if you had come a moment later it might have been fatal. With a lot of blood replenishing potion Mr Potter should be just fine"
"Will he survive the night?"
"Whether or not Harry survives the night will all depend on Harry and his will power. None of us can predict his will power"
"Right. Thank you Healer Johnson"
"I'll leave you too it then, any questions come and find me or one of my team"
"Shall do thank you healer, for everything"
Healer Johnson got up, nodded his head and walked off. Remus watched him walk down the corridor and then went to go and see Harry. He looked much better than when Remus had first dropped Harry at the hospital reception with the healers. He had a little more colour on him and his injuries were a lot less obvious than before. Remus decided that it was time that Molly and the other ought to know what was going on.
Back at the Burrow no-one had uttered a single word since Remus had departed with Harry 45 minutes ago. Tensions were high. The only thing that had happened was Mrs Weasley had flooed Bill and Charlie to let them know and they were too at the burrow. Dumbledore had also been informed of what had happened.
"Do you think he'll be alright?" said Mrs Weasley breaking the silence and making tonks spill her coffee which she mopped up quite quickly.
"Harry's strong mum, he should pull through" said Bill.
"Yeh, look at all the stuff Harry's done mum, 1st year he got the philosophers stone, 2nd year he saved Ginny from the chamber of secrets, 3rd year he fought off 100 dementors, 4th year he fought you-know-who on his own and last year he fought at the ministry and lost Sirius. If Harry can be in the hospital wing for that and Quidditch injuries for 5 years and still be here today then I see no reason why Harry won't pull through." Said Ron who was rather exhausted after retelling most of Harry's life story.
"YES RONALD BUT JUST BECAUSE HE CAN DO THAT HE'S INVINSIBLE IS HE?"
"No" he said rather quietly.
"HMM EXACTLY.."
Just then Remus walked in from the fireplace in the kitchen. He sat down.
"Harry is in a coma at St Mungo's. A coma is a state where a person is not responding, it's a type of sleep. All of his injuries are in the healing process at the moment, including the stab wound."
"Will he survive the night Remus" asked Mrs Weasley trying to hold back her tears but her attempt was not going very well.
"That is all down to Harry's personal will, Harry is allowed visitors and you are perfectly welcome to go see him. I shall inform Miss Granger and then I must go have a word with Dumbledore, I know he already know but he requested a meeting with me and I shall attend whilst you are with Harry to give you some time with Harry and then I shall return and wait with you"
Molly Weasley and her 7 children had just arrived in the reception of St Mungo's hospital for magical maladies and injuries. She asked the receptionist which floor Harry was on and which room he was in and started making her way to room 437 on floor 4 on the Spell damage floor. She opened the door and motioned the Weasley to gather around Harry's bedside. There were two seats put out and it was decided that as Ron was Harry's best mate and Mrs Weasley was like a mother to Harry the two seats would be taken by them. Ron couldn't hold back his tears any longer and buried himself in his mother's embrace.
"GRANGER MANOR"
Remus found himself in the kitchen of a muggle household. Hermione came rushing into the kitchen to see what was going on. When she saw Remus she jumped in surprise and then motioned for him to sit down at the table. He did so.
"Why are you here Remus?"
"Earlier tonight a number of death eaters turned up at the burrow, Bellatrix Lestrange was one of these death eaters and she triggered Harry and Harry fought Bellatrix but he has sustained some injuries the most serious was a stab in the chest. Harry is in St Mungo's now in a coma which I take it you know what one is having grown up with muggle remedies. The Weasley's are at St Mungo's at the moment and I'm sure that they wouldn't mind if you turned up."
Hermione was startled, she was absolutely speechless. Of course she would go and see Harry but she would have to wait until her parents came back from their anniversary dinner. She said farewell to Remus and started to pack her stuff that she would need for the night or maybe a few depending on his state.