Chapter 3
BLood was gushing out of the wound in Harrys stomach and he was beginning to feel quite light headed. Harry looked down at his stomach and saw a large gash running the length of his stomach.
He knew that he had to get out of there as if he did not seek medical attention then he would soon die from the wound, and even if the wound was not there he had no idea, when the gas explosion would happen.
So with new found strength Harry leapt off of the bed, and grabbed what was under the loose floorboard, and headed with his wand to the stairs, getting to the stairs Harry suddenly felt very faint and the last thing he remembered was falling down the stairs.
Finally coming too Harry looked down at his leg it was bent at a strange angle, 'oh great' thought Harry, just what I need a broken leg. Using the stair rail Harry hoisted himself up, and then clinging onto the banister, he managed to make his way to the cupboard under the stairs. Harry pointed his wand at the door and muttered a spell, where the door instantly flew open. Harry yanked his trunk out of the cupboard and then because he was already expelled for performing magic he made his trunk as light as a feather. Even though his trunk was now feather light, with his energy draining, it felt like it weighed a ton. Harry managed to pull the trunk, to the door before he had to sit down. Harry felt like he had absolutely no energy. Well of course he did have little energy as blood was still gushing out of the wound gradually draining his strength.
Harry sat on the floor for about 5 minutes trying to regain his strength but it was just not going to happen, Deciding that his best bet was to just leave the house and hope for the best, Harry dug down deep for all the strength and determination that he had and then hoisted himself up.
Harry opened the front door and pulled his trunk out of the front door.
AN: Sorry this chapter is really short but I feel that it is a necessary part of the story that I felt needed its own chapter
