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All three people were staring at the sick bowl as if it was about to explode. Harry was now shaking uncontrollably.
"Remus, would you like to put that bowl in my prep room and I'll clean Harry down a bit." Madame Pomfrey said as she turned back to Harry. His pyjama shirt and his bed sheets were splattered with blood.
"I'll be a couple of minutes" Remus said as he walked off. If Harry wasn't so preoccupied he would have noticed that Remus was on the verge of tears.
"Ok, not to worry sweetie," Madame Pomfrey said as she was stripping off Harry's pyjama shirt that was stuck to his skin. "I'll get you cleaned up quickly. How do you feel?"
"F-fine" he muttered as his clean pyjama shirt was being buttoned up.
The nurse stopped halfway through putting his pants on and gave him a stare that said 'I know your lying.'
Remus came back into the room. His eyes were a slight red colour and they were a little puffy but other than that he had a smile on his face and he looked really happy. But even though he was trying hard to hide it, Harry could see that he was close to falling to pieces again.
Harry closed his eyes, knowing full well that he should tell her the truth, "Ok, terrible." He sighed.
"Oh, poor dear," She muttered as she pulled off Harry's old pyjama pants. She then bit her lip as if considering something then she spoke. "You can't stay in this bed, it's far too soiled. I'm going to need to move you a bed along. Are you ok with that?"
Harry was wondering why she was saying his bed was soiled. He knew that there was a bit of blood on the sheets, but that was all, wasn't it? Harry felt a huge wave of embarrassment come over him when the nurse pulled his old pyjama pants off him and his underpants leaving him naked from the waist down.
As if it could not have gotten more embarrassing Harry saw that his pyjamas were stained. The fright of throwing up had caused him to lose control of his bowel and bladder and the bed was completely covered in it. Harry let out a loud cry and turned away from the two adults.
"Harry! What's wrong? Are you in pain!?" Remus was by his side panicking.
Harry shook his head and he could feel tears escaping his eyes and falling down his cheeks.
Remus realised what was wrong and took one of Harry's hands in both of his. "Now, Harry. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. We're not going to think anything of you because you lost control and wet the bed. It isn't your fault, you're sick."
Harry was still trembling but he looked into his professors eyes, "You promise?"
"Of course Harry! It happens."
"Remus, I might get you to give Harry a wash in the bathroom to clean him down. If you will?" Poppy asked turning to Harry and added, "And don't worry. You will be surprised how many times this happens, with other children."
Harry nodded and felt as he was picked up and carried into the bathroom that was just through a door opposite his bed.
"Now Harry, do you still need to use the toilet?" Remus asked.
Harry shook his head. Even though he did need to go to the toilet he was far too embarrassed to admit to needing to go again, especially if Remus was going to stand there while he did his business. No, he thought it was at least better to wait until morning when he might be able to go by himself.
He felt the warm water as Remus lowered him into the bathtub and started to wash him. Harry, who was growing tireder and tireder by the minute fell face first into the water as he fell asleep only to be quickly awoken by Remus.
"Woah! Hold on Harry, just stay awake a little longer."
Harry was washed and dressed and carried back out into the Hospital Wing where the sun was starting to shine through the windows to indicate that it was almost 8:00. Time had passed quickly since Harry had woken up last.
To Harry's great disgust Madame Pomfrey had not changed the sheets on his bed yet which brought back memories of the past hour in full swing. Harry was placed on the bed next to his other one and the sheets were pulled up, even then Harry was shivering.
Madame Pomfrey came bustling back in. She watched as Harry stared at his other bed too embarrassed to move. 'Why couldn't she have just cleaned it up!' he asked himself.
"Oh, sorry dear!" She said with a look of sympathy on her face, "I was just testing your um, blood. I thought I should see if I can find out the reason why you had your... attack earlier this morning. I'll just put some things away and then I will clean up instantly."
Harry lay back and closed his eyes for a couple of minutes and then there was a loud bang and the sound of a door opening, then the voices of his friends Ron and Hermione filled his ears.
'Oh, no, the bed!' Harry thought, 'Maybe if I keep my eyes closed they will think I am asleep and leave.'
"Harry!" He heard Hermione's voice and kept his eyes shut.
"Ron, Hermione, what are you doing here?" It was Remus speaking. "Harry has had a um, tough morning so far..." his voice trailed off.
'No, don't tell them!' Harry thought opening his eyes to see what they were doing. Remus was starting at the bed next to him and so were Hermione and Ron. Hermione looked like sympathetic and Ron looked like he was going to be sick.
Madame Pomfrey came back into the room, "Alright Harry, I'll just clean up your bed an- Weasly, Granger! What are you two doing here!?"
'This is so embarrassing!' Harry screamed in him mind.
"Did Harry have an accident, sir?" Hermione asked her eyes looking worried.
Remus hesitated and looked her in the eye, "Just a small one. Nothing to worry about, he was in shock at the time."
"Oh, is he alright now?"
"Yes, he is fine. I think-"he turned and looked at Harry who quickly closed his eyes again. "He has finally gone back to sleep."
Madame Pomfrey started taking the sheets off the bed next to Harry which was a relief to him. "Exactly, now off with you two! He needs rest. Come back this afternoon and if he is awake then you may see him for a couple of minutes. That is of course if he feels up to visitors. Now go!" and she shooed them out of the Hospital Wing.
As soon as they were gone Harry opened his eyes and started at Madame Pomfrey and whispered hoarsely, "You need to put a lock on that door."
The nurse smiled at him and said "I'm sorry dear. Do you want anything to eat? Your blood test should be back in a couple of minutes. I sent it away by owl."
"No, I'm not hungry." Harry said closing his eyes again and letting himself fall into a deep slumber.
Harry woke again to see the face of his professor staring at him smiling. "How are you feeling Harry? And don't you dare say fine!" he laughed.
"Well what do you want to know then?" he laughed back, which made him cough and found a bit of blood on his hand. Remus grabbed a tissue and whipped it away.
"Do you still have a headache?"
"Yes"
"OK, do you still feel dizzy?"
"No, but my stomach keeps flopping about."
"Really? Are you going to be sick?" he asked showing a sign of worry.
"No, not at the moment."
"Is there anything else that I haven't covered?" Remus asked.
"No, I'm just really cold."
"Do you want another blanket?"
Harry closed his eyes, why was it so hard to keep them open? "Mmm"
"Alright"
Harry heard footsteps walk to the other side of the room where the linen cupboard was kept. Then he felt a soft sheet cover his whole body and he was instantly warmer.
"I put a warming charm on it. Is that better?" he asked.
Harry snuggled in and nodded his head in agreement.
As soon as he was about to fall back asleep he hear to sound of Madame Pomfrey rushing over.
"I've got the tests back Mr. Potter and, I am afraid I have rather some bad news."
Harry and Remus both looked up at the nurse with worried looks on their faces.
"I am afraid Mr. Potter that you have..."
haha, aren't I horrible!? You will have to wait until the next chapter! What do you think is going to happen to him? Please review!
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