Claimed
Chapter 3
"Take me to him," said Poppy; she would always help someone in need.
"Come on, you might want to take a deep breath," warned Andrea softly.
"Let's just go!" said Poppy, almost eager to save someone else's life.
"It's about time you got here," said Severus smoothly from the corner of the room.
"Sorry Severus," said Andrea softly.
"Get me a basin of water quickly with an anti infection remedy now," barked Poppy, she had nearly puked upon seeing the child on the bed. She knew as soon as she saw he was not breathing, that he had been turned.
Andrea did what she was told, Poppy quickly started her scanning spell, she nearly fell over in shock as the list grew bigger and bigger. Shaking her head in dismay she set it aside. She would need to fix one problem at a time, thankfully the child was turned otherwise she knew she would not have been able to save him.
The basin was back though within minutes, and it was a powdery colour. Obviously the potion had already been added. Poppy was glad she had ordered Andrea even more. The child was full of infections, quite a few of them, and in areas she didn't want to believe.
"Start cleaning him," said Poppy.
Poppy began to do so, first his neck, before dipping the cleaning cloth into the bowl to gently wash the child's face. When she got to his forehead she just about fainted when the tell-tale scar appeared, identifying him as one Harry Potter.
"What's wrong?" asked Andrea seeing Poppy pale dramatically.
"It's….Harry," said Poppy breathing heavily.
"You know him?" asked Severus softly.
"Of course, he went to Hogwarts for seven years" said Poppy getting her wits around her she quickly got back to work.
Severus never asked another question, he could wait he had the patience to wait. He had nothing but time really, he watched the two healers started healing the young man, who he now knew was named Harry. Nice name, quiet original not a Wizarding name at all, was he Muggle born? Who knew? However, he would have all his answers by tonight.
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Severus watched for hours, as they poured potions he could identify in his sleep down the boy's throat. Anti Cruciatus, bone mending potion, skele grow. Two for internal bleeding, letting him know how unwell the boy really was, and even more how close to death he had been.
Even worse…how much pain this young man had to have been in.
He was lucky to even be alive; no one has ever survived internal bleeding or hurting for more than a day.
They continued until the boy was filled with nothing but potions; he probably had a full stomach of them. The bruise salve was poured everywhere; they had not healed his anus yet. Severus understood why, they didn't want to betray his trust anymore as someone had already violated and betrayed that trust.
"There that's all I can do for him tonight," said Poppy, after pouring a dreamless sleeping potion down Harry's throat. Harry seemed to relax right into the bed when it was taken. Severus had not realized just how tense Harry was, until that very moment. Harry had been almost as stiff as a board.
"Very well follow me," said Severus sweeping out of the room.
"Come on," said Andrea quickly taking Poppy with her.
"Tea or coffee?" asked Severus.
"Tea please, and coffee for Poppy," said Andrea and Poppy nodded her head in agreement. Andrea still remembered everything about Poppy and what she had taught her obviously.
"Now, tell me everything about the boy please," said Severus sternly.
"First I want to know how you came by him!" said Poppy boldly.
"Very well, we found him in the basement of a house near death. He would have died if I had not turned him," said Severus deciding to indulge her need to know.
"Now, tell me if you please, what you know about this boy," said Severus paying rapt attention to the Medi-Witch.
"Well, his parents are Lily and James Potter, both died on Halloween July the 31st and so would have Harry. He was hit with the killing curse, but it rebounded back onto Voldemort. Voldemort fled that night, Harry was given to his Muggle Aunt and Uncle," said Poppy quietly.
"How did they treat him?" asked Andrea softly.
"Not very well, he would always come back to Hogwarts skinnier and paler than he left. Always had bruises covering him, but every time I went to Dumbldore he promised to sort it out. However, he never did, and eventually I gave up trying to get him to get Harry out of there," said Poppy sadly.
"Why didn't you help him yourself?" asked Severus coldly.
"I couldn't, when I joined Hogwarts, I swore an oath to never reveal what a student tells me out of confidence or anything I may find apart from the headmaster. If I had tried I would most likely have lost my magic, then I would never have been able to help Harry at all," said Poppy near tears.
"Very well, now tell me everything else," said Severus.
"He got into trouble in his first year, Voldemort tried to get the Philosopher's stone, he failed and Harry managed to save the world from the maniac once again. However, Harry told me that it was Dumbledore who set them up to go against him. He knew all along that Voldemort was in the school," said Poppy shaking her head.
"Is that old fool insane?" snapped Andrea, wide eyed.
"I think so, anyway second year, people were being petrified and no one knew what was doing it. Harry and his friends figured it out, and went after a full grown basilisk. And defeat it he did, stopping Voldemort from coming back once again through a diary, saving a student as well," said Poppy.
Taking a shuddering breath she continued.
"Third year was just a mess, but nothing much really happened, apart from Dumbledore telling Hermione and Harry to take the time turner and go back in time. I'm not quite sure what the reason for that was though," said Poppy.
"Fourth year was bad, Harry's name ended up in the goblet of fire, and he unwillingly became a contestant in the Tri-Wizard tournament. Students all though the year were calling him a cheat his own friend turning on him. Bloody idiots the lot of them, he only had three years worth of experience in the Wizarding world yet he was to compete in that. I feared he may not have come out alive. However, something worse happened in the end. Before I get to that Harry thwarted a full grown dragon and collected an egg, and had to dive into the black lake. He didn't come up; when the time limit was up, I was afraid he had drowned. No one ever thought I was at them, but I was," said Poppy looking angry.
"Third task they were sent into a maze, with god knows what! I wanted to curse Dumbledore. He could have stopped the tournament but he didn't. Nothing happened for over an hour, nothing no shooting sparks and no one had come out and triumphed over wining the tournament, I feared the worst. Then something happened, Harry portkey'd back with a still form of a student, Cedric Diggory. In the end I found out that Voldemort was back, and Harry had defied him once again. Managing to bring the body of his school friend back with him, it's unbelievable how self sacrificing he was." said Poppy tears were now rolling down her eyes.
"Oh gods" said Andrea horrified; she too had tears falling down her face. No fourteen year old should have to go though that, she felt respect growing for the child in that bed along the corridor.
"Fifth year was a disaster, all year people were calling him an insane attention seeking lunatic. The ministry tried to get him expelled for doing magic out of school. They failed of course, thanks to Dumbledore, anyway though the year he had so many detentions my head was spinning. When he came to me at the end of the year, he had a new scar to add to his list, his teacher Professor Umbridge had carved I must not tell lies into his hand. A blood quill none the less, all year round. It was then I realized Harry had lost all hope of trusting anyone, even me," Poppy said sadly, drinking her Coffee.
"He was also having visions of Voldemort and no one tried to teach him anything. I told him to learn to meditate but it didn't seem to work, there was nothing else I could think off. When he got sent a vision of his godfather Sirius Black being tortured he rushed of to help him, only to find out it was a trap. He none the less ended up loosing his godfather in the end," said Poppy.
"A trap? You mean Death Eaters?" asked Severus.
"Yes, about ten fully grown adult Death Eaters against six students only in their fifth year. Yet Harry managed to defeat them all, he was portkey'd to the headmasters office, and told the contents of a prophecy," said Poppy.
"A Prophecy?!" asked Severus surprised.
"Yes, one that told him basically that he was the one that would have to defeat Voldemort. Harry seemed to fade away in front of my eyes, the loss of his godfather and the fact that he was going to have to save everyone by killing another," said Poppy.
"Well, it could not have been true, as far as we know the Order defeated Voldemort. Nothing ever came up about Harry Potter," said Severus frowning.
"At the end of Harry seventh year, he had his wand snapped and was shunned from magical society right after Voldemort died," said Poppy.
"Why?" asked Andrea.
"Because he was no longer needed to be a hero, they believed the lies Dumbledore spewed about him not wanting to help them defeat Voldemort that he was just going to let them all die," said Poppy.
"What do you believe?" asked Severus cautiously.
"I think we have all been lied to. I think Harry did indeed defeat Voldemort. Prophecies are always true, seers are true and they do happen. If Harry didn't defeat Voldemort then the world would most likely be taken over. I don't know, Harry was supposed to be the only one who could. It's convenient that Harry was banished right after Voldemort had been killed. The Order claimed they had done it, and all got the Order of Merlin 1st class," said Poppy her eyes blazing with anger.
"Well Andrea its time to tell Poppy what else you found," said Severus sounding occupied.
Severus was thinking about all he had learned he knew there was more to it than that. He just knew it, but he thought Poppy was truthful and had told them everything she had known.
"He has many obliviates on him, as well as about five different magic suppressers. Also something else is draining his magic, a potion or something I'm not sure," said Andrea.
"Oh dear," said Poppy looking like she was going to be sick.
"You say Harry had friends? What happened to them?" asked Severus quietly.
"They abandoned him, and went up for the Order of Merlin with the entire Order of the Phoenix," said Poppy rage filling her at the thought of those two idiots.
"I see," said Severus his own eyes darkening, he hated betrayers.
"Well we best let Harry get better before we remove the magic suppressers. We need to know he will be strong and comfortable enough for us to remove them," said Poppy her thoughts going rampant.
"Can Poppy stay here Severus? Or will she need to go back to Hogwarts?" asked Andrea softly.
"She can stay, near my room so she can check on Harry whenever she needs too," said Severus.
"Your room?" asked Poppy.
"That's right, it was I who turned him, he needs to be near his sire, and if I am near he will heal a lot easier. If he gets up he will be hungry so it's best if I am there, he will only be sated with my blood," said Severus softly.
"I see, very well," said Poppy grudgingly.
Severus nodded his head; he knew what she had been thinking. He however, would never do that to the child, boy, young man. Not after all he had been though, plus he needed healed first.