Chapter two

'Um, Madam Pomfrey,' Harry could hear the nervousness in his voice.

'Mr. Potter, is there something I can do for you?'

'Um, yeah, can we talk in private?' Harry could feel his face heat up but the matron nodded and he followed her down to the end of the room and in through a door.

'What seems to be the problem?'

'Um, oh blimey,' Harry blushed again and faced away, 'I have this problem, something that should happen doesn't.'

Poppy had seen Harry blush and that gave her an idea on what might be Harry's problem, now she had to get him over his embarrassment so he could talk to her.

'Harry,' her voice softened, 'I am a healer, you cannot tell me anything that I have not heard before. But I do know that young men can get a bit embarrassed speaking with a woman. Your father and godfather had to see me a few times, bright red in the face they were and it took them a long time for them to explain their problems.'

'Okay,' Harry slowly turned but kept his face averted, 'I haven't had the normal of upbringings, so I'm not sure if this is normal or not, I never had any sort of sex education.'

'No, you haven't had a normal boys life. So try and find some of the Gryffindor courage and tell me what the problem is.'

'See, Ginny Weasley is my girlfriend, we snog a lot. Sometimes we're lying together but nothing happens, she rubs herself against me and nothing happens, if you get my meaning?'

'So you don't get an erection,' she saw Harry shake his head, 'Answer me this first Harry before I decide if I need to examine you. Have you ever had an erection?'

'No,' Harry shrugged but slowly lifted his head again, 'That's not normal is it, especially for someone my age, which means something must be wrong with me.'

'No necessarily, let's sit so I can ask you a few more questions, some that might embarrass you,' she gestured for Harry to sit then she pulled a chair next to him, 'Boys will normally have erections from the age of thirteen, some younger, some older, there is no set age. Boys will often relieve themselves as well. You have said that you've never had an erection, have you ever had erotic dreams?'

'No, all my dreams were about Voldemort, that or dying,' Harry shrugged again.

'Have you ever woken up feeling wet?'

'No, nothing like that,' Harry blushed brightly again.

'Apart from Miss Weasley have you dated any other girls?'

'Cho Chang, in my fifth year, didn't last long though.'

'Do you ever stare at girls?'

'Not really, I thought the Beauxbatons were all pretty, but no, I've never had time to check out girls like other boys did.'

'Have you ever watched anyone, boys I'm talking about?'

Harry's head came up, 'No, I never had time, but if you asked that, you're asking if I might be gay?'

'Yes, but again you never looked. I do not think there is anything wrong with you; I just believe it was your life. Since you are here though, I can give you a simple test to make sure you're fine and it will relieve your worries.'

'What sort of test?'

'A potion that will make you react,' Poppy saw Harry's eyes widen, 'Yes, it will give you an erection. But you can do it alone and just let me know if it worked.'

'Oh good,' Harry said quietly.

'Stay here and I will bring you the potion, there is a bathroom right through that door that you can use,' she smiled then left the room.

Harry walked around the room and kept thinking he hoped this worked and it was just his life and he needed time. He was also glad that he didn't need the matron to watch him or stay in the room with him. He turned when he heard the door and she handed Harry a thick red potion.

'I'll be back in ten minutes.'

'Thanks,' Harry waited until she left, went into the bathroom, undid his pants, lowered them. He stared down at himself wondering if this was going to work or if there was something wrong. Finally he drank the potion and it was instant. His cock sprang to life and Harry realised how much he needed come, something he had never felt before. He quickly palmed his cock and within a few seconds he came. Harry sighed in relief from how hard he'd been, but also in relief that nothing was wrong. He quickly cleaned up, then sat back in the room.

Poppy stepped back in, 'You don't look as tense, so what was the verdict?'

Harry blushed, 'It worked, so nothing is wrong. But why doesn't it happen naturally when I'm with Ginny? The things she does and the way she snogs me, it should, well I think it should.'

'This is again about your sexuality, maybe you are gay and that is why you have no reaction with Miss Weasley or she just might not be the one for you. You might only react to another girl, you might only react to men, have you ever seen gay men before Harry?'

'No, Dumbledore told me he was gay, but I've never seen two men together.'

'You aren't panicking, so at least it's not worrying you that there might be a chance you are gay. The only thing I could suggest is take a good look at both men and woman when you're out. At least you now know there is nothing wrong with you, health wise that is.'

'Yeah, I do, thanks Madam Pomfrey. I might have been embarrassed but I got my answer.'

'Yes, you did, so how are you other injures, are they okay?'

'All good, my chest took a while, like you said and it did scar,' Harry noticed the matron had a curious look on her face so he opened his shirt, 'Like my head. Can you keep that to yourself though Madam Pomfrey?'

'Of course Harry, but it is healed. You have a chance at a normal life now, I believe you just need some rest and to work out this last problem and you will have that.'

'Yeah, I can, thanks again,' Harry gave her a smile then left the hospital wing but instead of heading outside, he headed up to Professor McGonagall's office. The door was open, but he couldn't see his old professor, 'Professor,' he called.

'She went down into the school Harry,' Albus Dumbledore said from his portrait.

'Oh, well I wanted to talk to you actually,' Harry closed the door after he stepped inside, 'I just came from seeing Madam Pomfrey, I thought something was wrong.'

'I think you should explain then.'

'Well, Ginny and I got back together, we snog a lot, but I wasn't getting any sort of reaction, especially when she rubbed herself against me, so I thought something might have been wrong. See, I've never had any sort of,' Harry hesitated and even though he was talking to a portrait, he was still embarrassed.

'You never had an erection before; did she give you a potion?'

'Yeah, it worked, so she thought I might need to work out if I'm gay or not. Walking up here I was thinking about it and it's something I've never thought of before, sex, I never had time, I always had him on my mind.'

'Yes, that's true, you have also never had a man around to talk to, not since Sirius died. If I didn't die, I would have spoken to you and since I was gay, I would have spoken to you about that, if that is what you needed. Why don't you speak with Arthur Weasley?'

'I couldn't, I'm dating his daughter. I even thought of talking to Bill and Charlie, but again, Ginny is there little sister. So you were gay, if I was going to work this out, how would I do that because I don't want Ginny to get hurt, so I need to work this out fairly quickly.'

'The only thing I can suggest Harry is to watch some young men. Let me tell you something but you must keep it to yourself, he never wanted anyone to know.'

'You know I will, I'm used to keeping things to myself,' Harry stared up at the portrait wondering what his old mentor was going to tell him and how this might help him with his problem.