Recovery of the Mind
Summary: Spending a summer with two Slytherins weren't so bad. But how will those two Slytherins react when their former master, before dying, leaves their anchor Harry Potter in a shape no one could imagine? And how will they heal him? Non-slash.
Pairing/s: None.
Warnings: Blood, violence, maybe some other things.
Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter.
Happens after Sirius dies.
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Chapter Six
Harry squirmed around in the bed, twisting between the sheets with a whine.
"Harry, you have to sleep," Draco said and placed a hand on the teen's covered leg.
"Don wanna!"
"Yes, you want to," the blonde tried with.
"Don wanna!"
"Merlin are you stubborn," Draco muttered. "Just for a little bit, okay? You will feel better."
"I'm fine!"
"Harry I know you think you feel fine but you aren't fine. Please, just go to sleep for a little while."
"Why?"
"Because it will do you good," Draco said. "I promise to wake you if Remus comes."
"Really promise?"
"Really."
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Remus Lupin came walking into the castle, looking around a bit before setting his pace to the Infirmary. Harry had asked for him. Harry was not supposed to know about him, yet asked for him all of a sudden. Not that Remus complained; if Harry wanted him here, he would come running.
He stepped through the familiar halls of Hogwarts and came to the doors that would lead him to Harry. Without hesitation he stepped through.
He smiled a bit as Draco looked up at him and then looked at the sleeping Harry. Without a word to Remus the blonde got up from his chair, closed the book he had been reading before putting it away and then leaned over the raven-haired teen.
"Sleeping beauty, wake up," Draco said and tapped Harry on the shoulder. Said teen whined and burrowed his head into the pillow. "Now, now, wasn't it you who wanted to see Moony?"
"Moony!"
At once Harry was awake and half-way off the bed before Draco caught him and hauled him back.
"Moony!" Harry shouted, his arms stretching out. Remus smiled broadly and walked forward. He hugged the teen tightly and said:
"How are you doing, Harry?"
"I'm fine!"
Remus reacted a bit to the loud voice and saw Draco wince in sympathy. The man shrugged it off and put his hands on Harry's shoulders to look at him.
"They said you were attacked," Remus said. "You sure you're okay?"
"Yeah!"
"Harry, you really don't have to shout," the blonde said with a sigh. "Although I know you love to do it when it comes to me."
"Dray!"
"Not that name again! Draco, Harry, D-r-a-c-o!"
"Dray!"
"I give up," Draco moaned and fell down onto the chair. "There is no use in arguing with you, Harry."
"Exactly!"
"Don't agree with me!"
Remus laughed at the two.
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"I'm glad Harry has you two," the werewolf said.
"Huh?" Draco was not certain he had heard right.
"You and Severus. It's good he's got you two now."
"He's got you as well," the blonde pointed out.
"Yes, I know but… he really wanted a family. How can a grumpy werewolf be that?" Remus said with a small smile, it getting broader as Ron tried to make Harry drink some water. The redheaded teen and Hermione had come in not too long ago and offered to help Harry eat his lunch. They had a bit of trouble but did not seem to be discouraged because of it.
Draco did not say anything but continued to watch the werewolf. He looked tired, almost old… older than Severus despite they were the same age. Draco turned his head when the doors opened and Severus entered.
"Hi Sev," he said and Remus turned his head to watch the potions master.
"Draco, Lupin," he acknowledged. "I see Mr Weasley and Miss Granger are having fun."
"Yeah, feeding Harry is the most challenging thing of the year," Draco muttered. "I'll be lucky if I can get a third of the food in him."
"I can manage half of a portion," Severus said and conjured a chair next to the blonde. "I think I will have a chat with Harry after he's done throwing food around him."
"Oh, he is indeed throwing food," Remus remarked. "Can't be very nice getting those chicken-legs in your face… ouch." Ron was hit by one. Hermione resisted a giggle while the three watchers chuckled. Harry just grinned.
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The teen had been left alone for a little while, as Draco, Hermione and Ron had schoolwork that required them to be in the library and the two adults speaking to Dumbledore. Poppy was gathering herbs along with professor Sprout.
They had managed to get Harry to promise he would not go anywhere, and he was happy enough to draw with the muggle material Hermione had gotten from her parents when she owled them about it.
The door suddenly opened and the teen looked up.
"Hello Mr Potter," Cornelius Fudge said with a smile. "I was hoping to catch a bit of conversation with you before Albus came and interrupted us."
Harry shrank back in the bed, especially as the man locked the door.
"No need to be frightened," Cornelius said. "I just want to talk with you for a bit about what happened to You-Know-Who."
"Who's that?" Harry asked, sitting as far away he could when the minister sat down.
"Oh, don't fool me with that same nonsense Albus has been saying," Fudge snarled. "He keeps telling me you are injured and should not be disturbed until you yourself choose to. Ridiculous, isn't it?"
"I don't know you…"
"Enough! Harry, tell me what you did to the Dark Lord; you will be even more famous! I can have it arranged to have someone to take our picture right now---"
"What? I don't know you!"
"Stop it now, Mr Potter, and tell me!" The man was getting red in his face. "You can have anything you want yet you sit here, closed in the castle because of some nonsense Albus had cooked together! Now, you can come with me, I can have a room arranged at the Leaky Cauldron for you and a reporter within the hour!"
"Go away!" Harry wailed and scrambled off the bed. He skidded across the floor as Fudge advanced on him. "Sev! Draco! Moony!"
"Shut up, boy, and tell me!" the minster screamed, losing it. If he had the Boy-Who-Lived, the Hero of the Wizarding World on his side he would win the election and continuing being the Minister of Magic in England. He had to have the boy on his side!
Harry felt something surge up, something big, someone who was not him yet it was still around him. He touched the walls and they warmed underneath his palms, comforting.
"Help me," he whispered as Fudge had almost reached him. "Someone, help me."
Hogwarts surged, and acted.
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Severus came to the Infirmary and tried to open the doors. They were locked but Remus was there, unlocking them with a swift movement of his wand before the potions master even had a chance to get his own out. They swung open and the whole group rushed inside.
Fudge lay on the floor, unconscious. Harry's bright eyes looked at them and he got up. He ran past the minister's still body and fell right into Severus' arms. The man dragged Harry up, cradled him, and said to the headmaster:
"I'll take him to his room."
"Do so," Albus said. "I will take care of Fudge."
"Sev!"
Draco, Hermione and Ron came running, looking out of breath.
"Is Harry okay?"
"How did you know something happened?"
"A castle doesn't get angry for nothing," Hermione said.
"What?" both Remus and Severus asked, shocked.
"During the years, I noticed that Hogwarts sometimes responds to certain actions," the girl said and looked at them. "Especially to Harry. When I felt the surge, I knew something had happened. I knew Hogwarts must have protected Harry."
"Hogwarts good," the teen said and peered at Hermione. "Threw the man away."
"Yeah," the girl said and smiled at him. "You got a good friend in Hogwarts, Harry."
"Then why didn't the castle respond when Harry was taken?" Severus questioned.
"Maybe it tried," the girl said. "You of all people should know that sometimes you don't succeed with what you wanted to."
"This isn't about grades," the man said. "Or a potion, or a spell, or whatever, it was about Harry's life."
"Yet it still comes down to that single action of something you want to achieve, and sometimes you just don't."
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Harry seemed to have forgotten all about Fudge around an hour later when he was busy watching Ron create bubbles from his wands, bubbles of all colours and sizes. The teen tried to catch some of them from his spot on the bed, amused by them.
It made Draco and Severus happy to watch that Harry was all happy now again, and secretly pleased the Minister would surely loose his post now after having done that to the Harry Potter. It was students in the school that was screaming for the man's blood already; news travelled quickly that the Minister had tried to hurt Harry.
"He should rest now," the potions master said and looked at the teens surrounding Harry. "He may not look like it but I dare say he's a bit sleepy."
Harry looked at them all and they noticed he did look a bit tired. Ron created one last bubble that he floated over to Harry, allowing the teen to take it. He had made it stronger so it would not burst. Harry held it gently even as Draco began moving back the covers of the bed. After a minute or two he was being gently pushed down and only then did he let it go. Ron floated it up and made it burst in Draco's face.
"Hey!"
Harry laughed.
Tbc…
Short chapter, but I guess that's okay.
Chapter seven: To make up for not being able to protect Harry before, Hogwarts decides to help him in his recovery…
Until later,
Ja.
Tiro