Previously on 'Harry Potter has Epilepsy'
He looked solemnly at the Potter family, and took off his glasses and placing them on his desk before opening his mouth to speak.
"Harry has epilepsy."
"Epilepsy?" James asked nervously.
"I thought it might have been that" Lily whispered "My sister has it too." she said when James gave her a bewildered look.
"I would like to keep him over night," the Healer told Lily and James once their attention was back on him. Upon hearing this, Harry's eyes started darting across the room, looking for possible escape routes. "We need to monitor him for at least twelve hours, do some tests and then we can send him home."
Finding his chance, Harry shot out of his chair and ran from the room, escaping several attempts to stop him from running down the long corridor outside the ward. Stopping to catch his breath, his eyes scanned for an exit. James eventually caught up with him, scooping Harry into his arms before he could run off. James wrapped his arms tightly around Harry as he began to struggle.
The Healer, who had followed James had spelled some Calming Draught into Harry's stomach. As the potion began to take effect, Harry became a dead weight in his father's arms. James hoisted him up more securely and the group walked back into the ward.
"You can put him down on this bed" the healer said, pointing to one of the empty beds."There's a spare folding bed underneath this one if one of you wants to stay with him."
James pulled Lily to the side, and they both started speaking in hushed voices. In the end, Lily was going to stay while James went to inform their friends. He kissed his son on the forehead before saying, "I'll go inform Padfoot and Moony about the situation. Please, no more of these escaping attempts son" Harry yawned and nodded.
"I won't dad"
James straightened up and kissed his wife good bye before shaking the healer's hand.
"Don't worry Mr Potter, your son's in good hands. I promise"
"I know he his, thanks Healer Davis"
"It's no problem. It is my job after all"
James left and the healer turned to walk out the door, but turned on his heel, suddenly remembering something. Clicking his fingers together, he walked toward Harry, and took out a band from his pocket.
"Almost forgot" he explained, as he asked Harry for his wrist and fastened the band."There we go. Harry, this has your full name on it, so other people will know who you are. It also tells us what your temperature is, and it will keep an eye on your heart rate for us. There is a nurse station just outside this door. All of the information about you from this band will show up on a piece of parchment that they have out there with your name on it."
Harry nodded, showing that he understood.
"Good boy, now try and rest for a bit, hmm?"
The Healer made his way to the door, before suddenly turning to Lily. "Oh, and Mrs Potter, forgive me. You'll need this," and with a wave of his wand, the fold up bed unfolded next to Harry's own hospital cot.
"And Mrs Potter, that band on Harry's wrist also tells us if he tries to leave his bed during the night, so we won't need to worry about him trying another runner. I would have given him a dreamless sleep, but I can't because it will interfere with the calming potion."
"Thank you Healer Davis,"
"Not a problem madam."
The healer left with Harry's medical folder in hand, so he could deposit it into the inpatient log register at the nurse's desk.
Back in the ward, Lily was trying get Harry to close his eyes and go to sleep. When she couldn't get the restless boy to do as she asked, Lily got into the bed with her son, wrapped her arms protectively around her song, and started to sing him a lullaby. As Lily continued to sing, Harry's eyes fluttered, finally closing for the last time for the night. Once she was sure that Harry was fast asleep, she snuggled Harry closer to herself, and soon joined her sleeping son in the land of dreams.
A Few hours later, Lily was awoken by the doors of the ward opening. She watched as two nurses edged toward her and her still sleeping son.
"Sorry to disturb you Mrs Potter; we just need to take some blood sample to make sure there's nothing we've missed."
Lily nodded and attempted to wake her son.
"Harry, sweetie you need to wake up for a minute ok?"
Groaning, Harry started opening his eyes and growled slightly as he was pulled lightly into his mother's warm embrace. As he got more comfortable, he attempted to nod back off, but his mother would not allow him that small peace.
"You can go back sleep in a minute Harry, but these two nice nurses would like to take a blood sample."
Harry whimpered when of one of the nurses rolled his pajamas sleeve up on his right arm and held it while the other nurse got a syringe and readied it by tapping it to get any air out of it. As she got closer to Harry, with the needle, Harry whimpered even more and hid his face in his mothers chest, as the nurse stuck the needle into his arm. His mother whispered reassurances into his ear as the other nurse held his arm in a firm-like grip to avoid any movement from his arm so that he would not hurt himself.
A few seconds passed and the vampire women, whom Harry had nicknamed, removed the needle form his arm, and closed the small wound with her wand.
Lily helped Harry pull his sleeve down, and then kissed him on the forehead before whispering how brave the boy was. She helped him lay back down, and soon Harry was once again in the land of dreams, and his mother joined him, neither waking until the sun was up.