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Thanks to my beta Ana aka phoenixginny13
Chapter 2- The Worst Day
Petunia and Dudley came running into the kitchen. As soon as they saw Harry, they rushed to his side; Hermione was already at his side, holding his head in her lap crying, while softly saying, "Harry please wake up."
Everywhere she looked on Harry was covered in blood. Petunia and Dudley were trying to stop the bleeding. What surprised Hermione was how quickly they knew what to do and what to get in order to stop the bleeding. All while they never said a word to each other. It also made her worried that this has happen before.
After a couple of minutes, they finally got the blood to stop. They took Harry to the hospital. Hermione couldn't do anything because she didn't know any healing spells and Harry's injuries are too extensive.
Once he was emitted into the hospital, they waited in the waiting room. "Has this happened a lot?" Hermione asked very slowly, afraid of the answer she would get. They just nodded there headed very slowly. After 2 minutes of silence, Aunt Petunia spoke up.
"When you first arrived, he asked me not to tell you, what's been going on. He said he wanted to handle this on his own. I should have told him no, but I didn't. This is my entire fault" she sighed, her voice trying to hold back a sob, "It started after Harry came back from school. Actually, in the car, on our way home from Kings Cross. We were driving and all of the sudden; Vernon turns around and starts punching Harry. I yelled at him to stop but he wouldn't listen." She put her head in her hands, and started crying. Dudley moved closer to her and started rubbing her back.
He looked up at Hermione, "The next morning, I woke up to yelling. I went downstairs and saw my dad screaming and punching Harry. I yelled at him to stop but he wouldn't listen and just kept hitting him. Finally, I pulled my dad back while I called for my mum. She helped me hold him back until he cooled off and left. My mum and I took Harry upstairs and helped stop the bleeding. He was hurt pretty badly."
Petunia spoke up, "I tried to stop Vernon every time, but he wouldn't listen and took a couple swings at me too. So I tried to help Harry, when ever I could, but I failed. Vernon would wake up early morning, in the middle of the night or while I was out. As each day passed, Vernon would start hitting, punching and kicking Harry harder and harder each day. A couple times I had to take Harry to this very hospital." Just then the doctor came into the room and they stood up, waiting for any news about Harry.
"Hi are you Mr. Potter's family?" they nodded, "Hi, I'm Dr. Watson, we were able to fully stop the bleeding, but he did loose a lot of blood. He has a broken arm, sprained ankle, and a couple of cracked ribs. He will make it through, but he will have to stay off his feet for a couple weeks." He paused, takes a breathe, "How did Mr. Potter get his injuries? I can also see that this isn't his first time being here with several major injures."
Petunia was the first one to spoke up, "My nephew is really clumsy, and he fell down our stairs and hit the wall really hard." The doctor just nodded slowly and took them to Harry's room.
When they arrived to Harry's room, they were shocked by what they saw. Harry looked horrible, he had a cast on his right arm, a brace on his left ankle and his face was covered in bruises and that is from what they could see, they were afraid to see how he looked under the hospital gown; Vernon did a good job with him. After a couple of weeks in the hospital, Harry was finally going home.
Before he left the doctor told them, "Even though the cast is off your wrist is still very fragile. So you need to wear a brace and a brace on your leg. You will need to take it easy and try not to use your wrist to much and put to much pressure on your ankle for a month or 2."
When they arrived at the Dursley's, Harry was still nervous; he was looking around every corner, he would cringe if he heard a loud noise. Even though Petunia kicked Vernon out the same day, they took Harry to the hospital.
After a couple days, Harry and Hermione were packing up to head for the Burrow, they were leaving tomorrow. Petunia and Dudley helped as much as they could. All while Harry was nervous and sad about going to the Burrow, because of Ginny, he loved her so much, but he didn't want Tom to use her to get to him, as he did with Sirus. If anything ever happened to her, he wouldn't be able to live, his life is with her.
Someone touched his shoulder, which brought him back to reality. He flinched and was getting ready for the expectant hard blows, but it was Hermione telling him it was time to go.
They called for the knight bus, as soon as it arrived they said there goodbyes to Petunia and Dudley. It took about 4 hours to get there. When they arrived, everyone of the Weasley's where waiting for them, all except Ginny. Harry quickly frowned, but he wasn't surprised. His attention quickly drew to Mrs. Weasley who was running towards them, with the rest of the family following close behind.
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