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The next morning Cedric woke up early to the clash of thunder from the coming storm. He was shivering from the breeze blowing though the draft in the window but he didn't feel cold. It was a strange feeling which ran though him, not the loneliness from the night before. Or the anger that ran though him ever time he thought of the psychiatrist, his fate sealing warden. No, it was sense of hopelessness, more than what he had felt when he had woken up the first time in the hospital. He could at least feel hope, each time his mind let go of its abiding memories. Now he had his memories, he knew who he was, but it no longer existed for him.
His door opened and a nurse came in to give him the prescribed medications. He looked at the white pills he took the night before and saw another rather square shaped one. "What's this one?" he asked.
"The one we gave you last night was a basic anti psychotic. The other one is a mild sedative to keep you from getting worked up."
"Me, get worked up?"
"It's just for your own protection. I just distribute the medications as I'm told to. Now down they go." He looked up her questioningly, but the nurse's face was stone cold and unreadable. "Down they go. Don't make call and orderly." He shook his head and took them as he was supposed to. "There's a good lad," she said condescendingly. "Now then, it's breakfast time, unless you want to question the significance of getting a good meal." Though he was quite hard to anger even without the sedatives, Cedric was feeling quite annoyed. However, he shoved his anger down and followed the cold hearted nurse to the dining room. He grabbed a tray of what looked like watered down porridge with tiny flecks of what looked like the smallest raisins he had ever seen. He reluctantly took his tray to the only table that was open, one other man was sitting there and he was muttering something under his breath. The man looked up as Cedric sat down and offered the man as friendly a smile as he could muster up at the present moment. The man gave him a curious look but continued to say nothing. Cedric sighed and ate his breakfast by him self. After breakfast he was sent to group therapy where the bloody git of a doctor insulted everyone in front of each other, making everyone afraid to speak. He couldn't stand the doctor and finally spoke up.
"It's it your job to help them. Not sit here and criticize everyone because they are unfortunate as you say to be cursed with these problems. What's the point of these bloody therapy groups if no one is getting any therapy." The doctor sat there and said nothing but wrote in Cedric's file. "Still exhibiting uncontrolled anger." But then Cedric said something that set the perpetually calm doctor off. "You know what. I may not have any experience in psychiatry, but I was always good at reading people and the only reason you sit here and criticize you patients is because you have no other way to feel better about your self. And you know they won't fight back." The doctor stood up looking like a vain was going to blow.
"I shouldn't have to take this from you. Your worse than anyone else here, you can't come to terms with the fact you're pretty little dream world is real. In fact if it wasn't for your pudgy little girlfriend, I wouldn't have even been considered crazy. Couldn't you have found your self a better looking girl to fool around with. One who didn't look so much like a stuffed pig."
"How dare you say that about Ella. She's the sweetest person I've ever met. She may be a little naïve, and maybe she did tell you she thought I was crazy. But she only did it because she meant well and wanted to help me. I bet that if you had a friend like her you wouldn't be such a ruddy prick. Who cares what she looks like, her heart is twice as big as yours." Cedric could feel himself getting worked up, more so then he had ever felt, even during the tournament. He was about ready to shout more insults at the doctor but rather large looking nurse came in and held him down while the doctor injected him with something. He felt his body getting weak and his eyes started dropping down.
"Now then I'll just have to up you're sedative dose won't I." The doctor said as Cedric's eyes dropped lower.
The sky was dark when Cedric woke up. He could remember getting so angry before. He knew the drugs the doctor was giving him was messing with his mind. "I'm really not crazy," he said out loud to him self. Then he saw a familiar blond haired girl stick her head it. It was the nurse Barbra introduced him to the last time he left the hospital.
"I was just checking on you." She said quietly. "It's good to see you awake. I don't know if you remember me but I'm Mary, I'm the last night floor nurse. You missed dinner but I can get you something if you'd like. We've got some leftover ham sandwiches." Cedric shook his head.
"No thank you. My head feel like it's going to explode.
"That's the after effects of the drug the doctor gave you. It's really powerful stuff. Here I'll get you a couple Tylenols." She walked out and came back in a couple minutes later with two small red and yellow pills and a glass of water. Cedric looked at the pills doubtfully. "Don't worry they're just a simple pain killer." Cedric nodded and took them gratefully.
"Thank you." He swallowed quickly then looked at Mary curiously. "Why are you being nice to me?"
"For a few reason, one I promised Barbra I'd look after you, two I don't really believe you are insane and that you are telling the truth about the Wizarding world. And finally because you stood up for the other patients back there in therapy. I think that the psychiatrist here is a right bloody prick and a miserable old man. One of the things I studied while I was at university was the effects of antipsychotic drugs on normal people. The effects show that even in small doses they themselves cause psychotic behaviors. They are meant to fix the chemical imbalances in the brain, but on a normal person whose chemicals are normal, they themselves cause then chemical imbalances. These drugs are not to be prescribed out like candy, and I feel that the doctor here thinks they are the cure all and gives them out as if they were placebo. The reason you feel so awful is because of the drugs themselves, not because you actually are crazy. I also know that this is the reason many healthy people are here." Cedric looked as if he could have hugged her at that moment. Finally someone didn't believe he was telling the truth. He smiled at her.
"So you are only here at night?"
"Right, my shift is from midnight to nine am, though sometimes I spend my free time here studying. I was clocking out the day Barbra introduced me to you. I started out on her floor in the trauma ward. She taught me everything I know. But psychiatry is my calling so I transfer here and well they only opening they had was night nurse. I'll take it thought, its better then nothing. Anyway I've got to get back to my checks. Oh by the way, when they give you then meds, hide them under your toung, and then spit them out later. Also the records show that you had a visitor while you were out. They didn't let her in but her name was Ella Murble. I met her while she was walking out. Lovely girl."
"I… I don't know how to thank you." She winked at him.
"When you get out of here just find you're way back to the wizarding world. By the way look after my nephew while at Hogwarts. He just got his wand today; it's a dragon heartstring and mahogany. I don't know what any of this means, he's what they call a muggle born, but please, his name is Ross Fallon." Cedric gave her a small smile and nod. She smiled back at him as she walked out.
TBC... :)
