He woke up in the same position he was in when Ginny left, and groggily, he woke and dressed. The first thought it in his head getting high. He ignored it, and trudged out the hospital door, On his way to Diagon Alley for some potoin supplies and a new couldron. Just as he passed the Magical Menagerie, he doubled over in pain. Earlier in the day, he had been sweating profusely, mind you, it was a cold day - but he brushed it off as nothing. He instantly regretted not recognizing it as a withdrawl symptom, as the pain in his abdomen was now unbearable. The pains stopped, but he was left with a feeling of extreme discomfort. He started to shake, and goosebumps erupted all over his body. He felt nausous, and threw up in the street. He knew he needed to go to a hoispital, and now. He knew just the one.
He made his way through the streets, eventually making it to the heart of London, where the entrace to St. Mungo's was. He walked up to the entrance to the hospital, where the ugly female dummy was. He said he needed to see a doctor, and she nodded. He walked through the glass, and into the lobby. He asked the welcome witch where to go, but they didnt have a floor for addictions, or anything that would have helped him. "I think you need to go to a muggle rehabilitation center. They are places muggles go to get themselves off muggle drugs." she explained. As he walked out of the hospital, he got his first craving of the day. He tried to ignore it, but it was hard. He went to one of the addresses the welcome witch wrote down, and checked himself in.
The people at the rehab center were very nice. They showed him around the hospital, and explained the rules. He had to give them his belt, his jewelry, and his wand. They, of course, didnt know this was a magic wand, but it was what they would consider a weapon. Harry didnt like this idea at first, but what was he going to need it for here? So he gave it up, and traipsed to his room, where he met his roommate, Kelly. She was a fat girl with red and black hair, green eyes, and freckles all over her. He couldnt believe the amount of freckles this girl had. He also thought it was strange that they let men and women sleep in the same room. Kelly explained why she was there. "I am addicted to cocaine. I have been for years. My boyfriend was the one who got me started." she said this with a strange sort of emotion in her eyes, he couldnt quite figure out which one. "I got caught a couple of days ago," she went on. "my boyfriend also got me into selling. I never thought it would get so bad, so fast. I almost died of an overdose, and would have, if Robbie, thats my boyfriend, didnt find me on the floor. I was having a seizure. He called 911, and the cops came with them. I had 3 grams of coke in the house. They wanted to charge me with posession with the intent to sell, but they said if I came here and cleaned up, they would let it go. So, here I am."
Harry didnt know what posession with the intent to sell was, but he couldnt ask her. The nurse entered the room, and asked him to follow her. She explained that right now, he was in detox. They would give him a medicine that would eliminate the withdrawls, and the pain. The medicine had knocked him out cold, and he slep most of the next day.