Getting His Life Back
Chapter 2
Harry arrived at the Great Hall about 10 minutes later. Most of the staff were already present and seated at the staff table. Severus Snape was the only member that had not yet arrived. Harry made his way over to the table, and sat next to Minerva. The staff members smiled at him, and greeted him with 'Hi' and 'Hello'. A few minutes after everyone tucked in, Severus walked in, and sat in his seat a few places away from Harry. There were many colorful dishes, and double chocolate cake for desert. It was so rich in chocolate, that Harry couldn't eat but a few bites. But he enjoyed it nonetheless. He didn't eat much of his supper either. Which concerned the staff members who were paying attention to his eating habits.
"Is that all your going to eat, Harry?" Minerva asked.
Harry looked over at her and smiled, "Yes, Minerva, I'm not really too hungry.
"Well, if you do get hungry later, call for a house elf, and they will accommodate you." Albus said.
Harry nodded, "Yes, I will do that if I happen to get hungry, Albus. Thank you."
Severus was paying attention to the conversation, and was also concerned with how little Harry had eaten. But kept his concerns to himself. 'Its probably the fact that he just got out of Hospital, and hasn't quite gained his appetite,' he thought to himself. After more discussion of the up coming school year, the staff members started heading off to their respective rooms. Harry finished his discussion of Muggle Egyptian history with Professor Flitwick, and bid good night to every one and went to his rooms.
Once
Harry made it t his rooms he went to shower. He dressed in a T-
Shirt, and sweat pants, and went into his living room to read for a
while. He read for about 30 minutes before his left leg started
acting up. He still gets pains from the injuries he received during
the final battle. The nerves never healed quite right, and he had no
feeling from his ankle down. He had to wear a brace for his ankle,
but sometimes his nerves would become aggravated until they became
quite painful. 'The pain relief potion must be wearing off,' he
thought. He decided to go to bed, and see if that would help any.
Once he got into bed, he realized how tired he really was. And fell
asleep soon after.
A few hours later, a nightmare began.
Nightmare
He'd
been missing for one week. He had been kidnapped from Hogwarts
grounds near the lake by some Death Eaters who managed to sneak onto
Hogwarts grounds. His wand was taken from him through the
'Expelliarmus' spell. They then 'Petrificus Totalus' him, so that he
couldn't try to get his wand back or escape. They portkeyed Harry to
a building then they put him in a room. He spent one week there,
before the Order located him, rescued him, and returned his wand to
him. He refused to go to St. Mungo's or Hogwart's infirmary insisted
on finishing Voldemort off first. Everyone tried to tell him to wait,
but he felt that now was as good a time as any. Severus stopped him
before he could leave the building.
"I have to go Severus."
Harry said.
Severus looked at him, and said he should get healed
before anything. His right foot had a few broken bones, but he was
able to walk; and his right arm was fractured.
"Severus, now
is the time. I have to do this." Harry pleaded. Severus nodded
and stepped away, so Harry could leave. Harry and Voldemort fought a
large battle. Finally he was able to Avada Kedavra Voldemort, and
collapsed from exhaustion. A few minutes later his wand was Accio'd
away, and the Death Eaters beat him, and cursed him till the Order
stopped them.
Harry awoke sweating, and breathing hard. He had this dream almost every night since he woke up in St. Mungo's. He knew he wouldn't get any more sleep for a while, so he decided to read some more. He fell asleep on his couch with the book in his lap a few hours later.
The rest of the week went in a similar routine. He was exhausted, and the staff members started noticing. They were all concerned. His leg was getting worse, and he knew he'd need to get some Pain Relief potion. One night, after dinner, he was headed to his rooms, when Severus stopped him. "Mr. Potter, are you okay?"
Harry winced a little. Then looked over at Severus. "Actually, Severus, could I get some Pain Relief potion?"
Severus looked at him for a moment before nodding. "Follow me." Harry followed him to his rooms. Once at the portrait hole, Severus said the password, and led Harry to the living room. He then went to his lab, got the Pain Relief potion, and came back into the living room to find Harry on the couch with his cane next to him. Severus, cleared his throat, so not to startle Harry, and then handed the potion to him. He then set several more vials of the potion on the table for Harry to take with him. Harry downed the potion in a few gulps. Severus watched as a look of relief made its way on Harry's face. Harry leaned his head back to rest a moment. Severus watched him, and realized Harry was even more tired than he previously thought. "When was the last time you had a decent night's sleep Mr. Potter?"
Harry lifted his head to look at Severus, "Please, call me Harry. Since about third year, actually." Severus could only nod because he was stunned for a moment, but realized that was the year Harry met his Godfather, Sirius, and worried about him constantly. Then, in fourth year, the Dark Lord was reborn, while Harry watched, and in fifth year, Harry watched his Godfather die. Sixth, seventh, and a year after, Harry had worked on defeating Voldemort, by preparing himself in DADA and other subject that he thought was important. Harry even learned Muggle Defense strategies and self-defense fighting techniques that were very useful. Harry had gotten really into knives, though. Even started collecting them. He also learned wandless magic. They had started working together in sixth year, so Harry could learn potions that were not in the school curriculum. They fought a lot during that time, but eventually, became friends, and later started dating, once Harry was out of school. They broke up after a fight, when Harry told him to stop spying for the light. Harry had been getting the feeling, through his scar, that Voldemort was suspecting Severus as a spy. Severus refused to stop, and Harry left. A month later, Severus was tortured through the Crucio curse many times, before he was able to portkey with his emergency portkey. And after three days of being in the care of Poppy Pomfrey, he was released, and wishing he had listened to Harry when he tried to get him to stop.
Severus, stopped his musings and looked back at Harry. He then got up, walked into the lab again, got some Dreamless Sleep potion, came back out, picked up the rest of the Pain Potion, and helped Harry up, and told him to follow him. Severus went with Harry to his rooms. Harry said the password, and they walked inside. Once inside, Severus told him to get ready for bed. Harry gave him a look, clearly saying, 'Who are you to order me around?' "Harry, you need some rest. Get ready for bed, take the Dreamless Sleep, and get some rest."
Harry looked at him and nodded. "Okay, thank you, Professor Snape. Good night."
Severus nodded, "I'm putting these in your rooms." Harry nodded to show he hear him. Severus placed the potions on Harry's night table, and left the rooms.
After changing clothes, Harry went to his room, got into bed, and downed the Dreamless Sleep potion. He fell asleep within minutes of taking the potion, and slept peacefully the rest of the night.
The next morning, Severus made his way to the Great Hall. Harry had not shown up for breakfast, and the staff began wondering where he may be. Minerva then asked, "Severus, have you seen Harry? He hasn't been to breakfast at all."
Severus looked up, "Yes, Minerva. I gave him a Dreamless Sleep potion, and I believe he should sleep for a few more hours."
"Is he okay?" Hagrid asked.
"Yes, Hagrid. I believe so, he just seemed tired." Severus replied. Albus' eyes were twinkling madly.
A few hours later, Harry woke up, feeling much better. He was still tired, but not nearly as bad. He laid there for a while, before getting up and dressing. He called for Dobby.
"It is so good to see you, Harry Potter, sir!" Dobby said excitedly.
"Hello Dobby! How are you doing?" Harry asked.
"Dobby, is doing good, Harry Potter, sir!" Dobby said.
Harry smiled, "Well, I am glad to hear that, Dobby."
Dobby nodded and smiled, "What can Dobby do for Harry Potter, sir?"
"I would like some lunch, if its not too much trouble, Dobby."
Dobby smiled wider, "No problem at all Harry Potter sir! I will be right back!" He then snapped his fingers, and disappeared with a pop. And reappeared a minute later. "Here you go Harry Potter!"
"Thank you, Dobby! This is great!" There was a bacon sandwich with tomato slices, pumpkin juice, and a chocolate frog for desert.
"Your welcome, Harry Potter, sir! Dobby will see you later! Call Dobby if you need anything!" Harry nodded, and Dobby disappeared. Harry set to eating his breakfast/lunch.
About a half hour later, Severus, knocked on the portrait. Harry waved his hand, and the portrait opened. Severus walked in, and Harry waved his hand, and it closed behind Severus. Severus jumped. "Must you do that?"
Harry just gave a smile, "Yes."
"How are you feeling Mr. Potter?" Severus asked.
"Much better, thank you Professor." Harry replied.
Severus was starting to get annoyed with being called Professor by a colleague. "Mr. Potter, could you stop calling me professor? We are colleague's now, and you are not my student."
Harry looked at him, "No."
"Mr. Potter, I must..."
"No, Professor."
"Potter!"
"Snape."
"Harry!"
"Look, Severus, I told you. If you insist on calling me Potter, then you will be called Snape or Professor."
Severus looked at him and nodded. "The student's arrive tomorrow."
Harry nodded.
Severus continued. "Hermione and Ron will be arriving some time this week."
Harry nodded. "How are they?"
"They are well."
"That's good."
Severus nodded, "Yes, well, I'll see you later."
Harry nodded.
The next night went well. Many student's arrived. The first years were sorted, and Harry was introduced as the DADA teacher. The feast went well. Harry was still not eating as much as everyone would have liked, but he was eating more that he had been.
Classes were going well. Harry had lots of his student's homework to grade. He had lots of work for the weekend because of all the papers to grade.
Hermione and Ron arrived the weekend after school started. They all sat in Harry's dinning room, and ate. They had a nice evening.
"So, Harry, how are classes going?" Hermione asked.
"Very well. Busy." Harry replied.
"So, are you only teaching this one year? Albus is hoping you'll stay longer." Ron said.
Harry looked over at him, "Yes, Ron. One year. That's it."
There was then a knock at the entrance portrait. Ron said he'd get it. Once he answered the door, he saw Severus standing there. "Oh, hi Severus! How are you doing?"
"I'm doing well Ron. I'm sorry, am I interrupting?" Severus asked.
Harry came over. "No, come on in and join us if you would like, Severus."
"I don't want to..." Severus started, but Harry interrupted.
"Severus, you are not imposing."
"Are you..."
"Yes."
Severus nodded, then joined everyone, as they made there way to the living room.
"Have you eaten Severus?" Harry asked.
"Yes, Harry. Thank you anyway." Harry nodded and smiled a little. They all sat down.
Hermione decided to start a topic. "So, if you're only staying one year, Harry. What are your plans after you leave then?" Ron and Severus were quite interested in the answer as well.
"Well, while I was still in Hogwarts, Remus decided to take me around to search for a house for after Voldemort was defeated. Kind of a means to an end. To give me something to look forward to, I guess." (A.N. Remus died during the final battle in my story. Sorry to all the Remus fans.)
Ron then asked, "What is the house like?"
Harry thought a moment. It had been years since he'd been there. "It is on a small island, and the house is quite large. There is an ocean that you look out on, and it seems to go on for miles and miles. Its in a very open area. Its quite beautiful. I loved it when I saw it."
"That sounds nice." Hermione said.
"It is." Harry replied.
Hermione ventured to ask, "So, what injuries did you receive exactly? Why couldn't your leg be healed?"
Harry thought for a moment. "My right arm was shattered, both of my legs had fractures all over, my left femur was broken, my right and left feet were shattered, my right ankle was broken, and my back was injured in two places. The reason my ankle couldn't be healed was because of nerve damage."
"Will it ever completely heal?" Ron asked.
"In the Muggle world, there would have been a two year window for the nerves to heal. But because things were healed by magic, and potions, the process was sped up. So, everything is healed as much as it can be, for the moment." Harry replied.
They talked for many hours, about many things. It was quite late when Ron and Hermione left. Both promising to return for a visit soon. And telling him to visit the Burrow. Severus left soon after. And Harry went to bed.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter. I just adopted and edited this story.
Thank you to Daughter of Darkness777 for being the first to review.
Also I want to think Shortnsweet057 for the suggestion of putting the AN at the end of the chapter. I will start doing that to all my fics for now own. I was reading my reviews for this fic, and I just want to say thank you for pointing out the mistakes that I left. I am sorry that I rushed in posting the chapters without going over them the usually 100th time, but I am going over them now and making sure that I have changed everything and adding some of me in each chapter. I hope to be spending more time updating each of my works and adding at least 2 more in the near future. I hope that you will continue to read this fic and my other fics and give me ideas for them (especially the Killing Club).
Questions: Should Harry get a pet? If so, what kind? The next chapter will have some of Fudge in it. I will try to make the chapters a little longer. If you have any ideas you would like to share please feel free to share them. I am very open-minded about other's ideas. I would also like to suggest if you like Flaming then light a match to light a non-scented candle because they are the best to roast marshmellows over. 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
