Hey guys, I hope you like this chapter! I was determined to write another chapter before I went back to school for the week. I probably won't be able to update until next weekend, but possibly before! Hope you like it anyway!

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Harry awoke with a sudden jolt. His neck was on a crooked angle and from that it was stiff. He could feel something sharp digging into his chest between his two rib cages. There was also a hard lump underneath his head. Whatever it was that he was lying on was hard and freezing cold, Harry's body shivered as he tried to sit up. He let out a cry of pain as he tried to move his leg which he had been lying on, there was a tingling sensation in it and he wasn't able to move it.

Then it came to him, he was still outside after he was locked out of the castle the night before. He could feel a sticky substance sliding down his face and there was more of it pooled around his chin. Harry used all the energy that he could and put his hand to his chin and wiped it clean. 'Of course,' he thought, 'Blood.' Unfortunately Harry was used to this by now and it didn't bother him when he realised that there was a huge pool of it around his head covering his hair and left side of his face. He did however think that there was quite a lot as the pool was starting to trickle down towards his legs, still as thick and sparse as ever, he could feel it seeping through his uniform as it progressed.

He listened to the sounds of the birds chirping quietly as they were waking up for the day. From the fact that the sun was only just managing to creep over the hills behind the castle and that there was still the fresh smell from night time air, Harry gathered that it was around five in the morning which meant that someone should be coming to open the doors soon.

Still lying on his side, with his eyes half opened Harry looked at the great oak doors. There were small chips out of the wood from ware over the years when people had been trying to kick it open, or caught their bag on the door. Harry wondered if he had touched the same part of the door that his mum and dad had touched, they would have to have passed it hundreds of times when they were coming in and out of the castle. Harry closed his eyes and thought about them, how he would be with them soon and wondered if they would accept them as one of them.

Another hour passed and Harry occasionally sneezed or coughed which was proof that his being outside had blessed him with a cold...'great' he thought, 'just what I need!' His throat burned and there was the same unsettling dizzy and nauseous feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Half an hour went by and Harry was starting to wonder how long he would have to wait. He wasn't one to accept when he needed help, but he was feeling so terrible that he would have given anything just to be lying back in that Hospital Wing under his warm blanket with Remus sitting next to him. Was that his life now? Just lying in Hospital beds waiting until he died? There is hardly any point in holding on.

He felt a tear run down his face and drop off his chin. He could feel his whole body shaking from the cold and his leg was still not moving and the pins and needles were getting painful, in fact, now that he thought about it, he couldn't feel his leg at all. If he wasn't so tired he would have panicked and flailed about trying to regain the feelings.

Suddenly he felt a burst of pain run down the left side of his body and he cried out, his arms were heavy and they were tingling, even the one that wasn't under Harry's body it was a feeling that he had never experienced before. His eyes were wide with fear and his breathing was sharp and deep. 'I'm dying!' he thought, 'I'm dying!'

Then he heard it, there was a rush of voices coming from inside. He could hear as the school was walking down into the great hall for breakfast, each chatting about their studying or something that they were going to do on the weekend. All of them hand on idea that Harry was outside and needed to get in, before it was too late.

"'Mione...Ron..." He tried to scream as loudly as he could. He heard his voice echo around the grounds of the school but he wasn't sure if someone inside had heard him.

He tried again, this time louder, "Hermione! Ron! Help!" the talking inside was getting louder as more people were heading into the hall. There was another shoot of pain down the side of his body and he screamed as loud as he could, slamming his only working hand onto the brick ground.

"HERMIONE! RON! REMUS! HELP! SOMEONE...anyone...please..." his voice was failing and as another wave of pain coursed over him he curled closer into his body to try and numb the pain, nothing was working.

Inside the castle Hermione and Ron were walking down the grand staircase talking about Charms class which was their second lesson of the day.

"Ron, it is simple! All you have to do it wave your wand like this," Hermione got out her wand and made a figure eight shape, "And say 'Reparo' simple!"

"Uh, no, Hermione, that isn't simple!" Ron argued.

"Honestly, of course it is!"

"You know what; I can't wait until Harry is allowed out of the Hospital Wing, because I will have someone interesting to talk to." Ron shoved Hermione in the shoulder and smiled.

Hermione glared at him, even though she knew that Ron was kidding, she knew that one day they wouldn't have Harry with them and he wasn't sure how they were going to cope.

They made their way to the Grand Entrance Hall when Hermione stopped dead in her tracks.

Ron looked a little put off, "What Hermione? I'm starving!"

Hermione was staring into thin air, clearly concentrating. "I thought I just heard... never mind." She started walking aging only to stop a few seconds later.

"WHAT!?" Ron screeched.

"No, I definitely heard it that time..." She said walking towards the front doors.

"Heard what?" Ron was starting to wonder if Hermione was going crazy when he heard his name being called.

"Hermione! Ron!" The sound was muffled, but they knew that it was there.

"Do you hear it?" Hermione asked, trying to push the front doors open, and noticing that it's locked.

"Yeah... but, what is it?" Ron asked as they heard it again.

"Hermione! Ron! Remus! Help!" and then there was a loud scream.

Hermione turned to Ron with a horrified expression on his face, "It's Harry!" She squeaked and turned pale.

They both put their ears to the door and listened.

"Help! Please!"

They started frantically pushing on the door trying to open it, trying to get to their friend. They tried spell after spell, but the doors wouldn't budge.

"HARRY! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" Ron screamed through the door.

"Help, just help!"

Hermione was kicking the door tears in her eyes, "Let us THROUGH!" she sat down shaking. "He needs up Ron!" she said looking up at him and leant back pushing on the door as if she thought it would open.

"Stay there Hermione, I'll go and get filch, or someone that has keys." Ron screamed behind his back as he ran off back up the staircase.

Ten minutes had passed and Hermione noticed horribly that the screams from outside had stopped. Just as she was about to go looking for someone herself she noticed that the teachers were starting to file into the hall for breakfast as well, one of them being Professor Lupin.

Before she thought anything through she started running up the middle of the tables, right up to the teachers table.

"Professor Lupin!" she called, though through the noise of the hall he could not hear her. "PROFESSOR LUPIN!" Still he could not hear her.

"PROF-REMUS!" She called and then went red when she noticed that the whole hall had gone silent and he was getting disapproving looks from all of the teachers. Even Professor Lupin who was half way through pouring some tea looked at her strangely.

Her eyes were still filled with tears and she continued, "It's Harry sir!"

This was the cue for Remus, within seconds he was up and next to her asking every question under the sun, other teachers joined in with him. There were so many people talking to her she was about to lose her temper. "He's outside! We could hear him calling through the door! It was like the needed some kind of help!"

Remus looked mortified and Professor McGonagall clapped a hand to her face, even Snape showed signs of concern.

The group full out sprinted down the hall and out into the Entrance Hall where Ron and Filch were. Filch was fumbling with the keys, trying to find the right one.

"Move aside!" McGonagall called and stepped forward. She cast a spell that made the whole door explode into tiny pieces and the whole group drew their breath and they saw Harry lying on the ground.

He was on his side facing them, there was now a pool of blood surrounding his whole body and he was drenched in it. They knew that he was still alive as he was shaking like a leaf. His eyes had painful purple bags around them and were slightly open, but unfocused. His face was whiter than a ghost while there was a slight green tinge to it.

"Harry!" Remus said running over to kneel down next to him.

"Remus?" Harry whispered. "S-so c-c-cold!"

"I know Harry," Remus took off his cloak and draped it over the boy. "Can you tell us how long you have been out here?"

"S-s-s-since l-l-last n-night." Harry said taking another gasp as more pain coursed through him. He clasped his working hand over his stomach.

Snape stepped forward and crouched down beside Remus. Be bent lower so that he was looking into Harry's eyes. His hair falling over his face as he spoke. "Look at me Potter." Snape said, his voice wasn't as cold as it usually was, it almost sounded worried, but Snape would never be like that? Would he?

Harry moved his eyes so that he was looking at his Professor, "Good Potter, at least we know that you can follow simple instructions." He said half heartedly.

"Harry," It was Lupin again, "Where does it hurt?"

"All along my left side. It's like a stabbing pain shoots up there. My arms are all tingly too." He said closing his eyes as another wave overcame him.

There was silence from the people standing over him, which was quite unnerving.

He felt Snape get up and there were new footsteps approaching.

"Ah, Poppy!" Snape said, "Would you mind? I have to get back to my...research." He said before he stalked off.

"Mr. Potter, if you could say your pain on a scale of one to ten, what would it be? One being the smallest amount of pain you have ever had and ten being the most." She asked sternly. Harry felt a hand underneath his chin, wiping his face up a bit.

"Nine." Harry chocked out he could feel his face growing a little red from strain.

There was a whispering sound coming from the adults around him, and then he felt warm hands picking him up. The pressure from the hands digging into his sides felt remarkably good and it relieved the pain which was the best part.

Harry didn't know where they were going because his eyes were closed the whole way there, but he was pretty sure that they were going to the Hospital Wing. Sure enough when he felt a bump as Remus was opening a door he smelt the potions and knew where he was.

Just as Remus was about to put him down he left the pressure of his arms leaving his side and the pain was growing. "No!" Harry squealed. "Please don't put me down."

"Why not Harry?" Remus asked confused.

"My sides!" Harry muttered.

"What about them?" Remus asked.

Harry knew that everyone was watching him again and he really didn't like the attention. When he was sick at the Dursleys he would have to look after himself, this was too much.

"When there is pressure on my sides there is a lot less pain." He opened his eyes a little to see everyone looking down on him sympathetically.

"Mr. Potter, your teacher cannot hold you until you go to sleep. So, here is what we are going to do, we will wash you down while you are still in Remus's arms."

Harry cringed, this is already sounding embarrassing, but if he wasn't being held, he would be in a lot more pain so he decided that after being embarrassed heaps of other times one more time won't matter.

"Then, when we are finished, we will put you into bed with pillows around your sides to make you more comfortable. Alright? We don't want you to be in pain." She said.

Harry just nodded, any plan sounded like a good one to him.

Soon he was in the bathroom that Madame Pomfrey kept for special students, those who were horribly injured and sick, and they were starting to take off the blood stained uniform.

Harry who was now completely clothe less in Remus's arms tightly shut his eyes and hoped that they would be done fast. To Harry's pleasure he was clean in no time and was being carried back out to the Hospital Wing.

He opened his eyes as Remus stopped next to his usual bed.

"Alright now, tell me if the pain comes back." Madame Pomfrey said.

He could feel Remus starting to set him down. As the pressure left his sides he cried out in pain. "Back!" he called out, "It's back!"

"Ok, hold on, it will be gone soon!"

Harry felt as he was laid down and pillows were shoved into his sides, easing the pain a little. He opened his eyes and saw Madame Pomfrey cast a spell and a rope appeared and bound the pillows tightly around the bed. The pain ebbed and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Better?" Remus asked, he was standing by the bed covered in blood from Harry's uniform.

"Remus! Your, you've, there, blood!" He stated.

Remus looked down at himself and chuckled, "Why, yes, I might go and have a wash myself."

"I think you should!" Harry said giggling back.

Remus smiled and left the room.

"Alright Harry," Madame Pomfrey said turning back to him, "I have some good news and some...bad...news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Hope you liked the chapter! I am sorry once again for ending the chapter on such a suspenseful note, but if I didn't do that where would be the fun in writing this story!? Haha

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LilyDivergentPotterheadTribute: Haha when I was writing the story I actually considered having Harry do that to Dumbledore, but then I didn't know what to do with the situation as it would have been quite awkward for poor Harry! But, yes it would have been quite a sight to see Dumbly with puke all over him! Thanks for your consistent reviewing please keep that coming! I hope you like this next chapter!

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