I'm terribly sorry that I have taken this long to post a new chapter. And I don't even have excuses for that... well I have many excuses but mostly my reason is that I have been super lazy. But here you are. A brand new chapter.

Harry was tired. Madam had gone somewhere called dinner. Harry couldn't remember when he had last ran this much around. It didnt even come to his mind like some of the meanings of words and things. He closed his eyes again from the all consuming whiteness that was all around the room. He wanted Ferret here. Harry turned so that he lied on his side. There really was awful lot of beds.

He got a wonderful idea and rose a little from his nest before laying back down. He was tired. His muscles ached everywhere. He knew he should have said it to Madam but he had wanted to catch that thing Madam had moved around. Just beyond his reach.

Harry groaned and watched the whiteness in the ceiling. Madam had asked would he like to eat but he had said no. He had just eaten himself full. Now he hoped he had said that he was hungry it would have made it easier to go around and see what was beyond that swinging thing.

The bad thing about that thing was the fact he couldnt get close to it. Madam had placed something his mind supplied with invisible but he had no idea what it was he couldn't see it. But it made it impossible for him to go to the door or to the thing Ferret and black one had come from.

Madam came back. "I have your friends here do you remember them?" She asked while walking closer to my bed. I sat up and leaned forward. Madam petted my head and tousled my hair. "Here can you remember their names?"

Harry looked around and saw a tall guy standing next to a girl with curly hair. They looked very familiar and the girl triggered some sort of kind and caring memory for him. He also knew he had been exasperated more often than not with her.

The red headed was someone he knew he wasn't happy with over something but he didn't know what it was.

Madam and the curly haired were talking before the curly haired turned to him. "Harry can't you really remember me or Ron?"

He had a terrible itch behind his ear, he scratched it and looked at what had been there, it was a greenish bug. Harry looked at it. It smelt somehow familiar and not in a good way. He knew that the bug had the ability to make his life miserable.

He opened his mouth and tasted it. It felt like it got bigger in his mouth but he swallowed it faster than it grew and now he felt like he was going to burst from every since possible seam and from some more. He meowed pitifully and collapsed back. The tall red head was laughing behind his hand and the curly hair looked horrified.

Madam looked the most approachable. He waved his hand to her in panic. "Miauuuuuuuuh..." he had to take a hold of his stomach it really felt full. "What's wrong? What did you but into your mouth? There shouldn't be anything poisonous here. All the potions and such are somewhere else unless it is reacting with the unknown potion elves clean here after all...'' She looked around waving her arms with a stick on the other one while mumbling. "Madam Pomfrey. Can you help him?! I think he just swallowed a person.''

Harry listened them with half an ear. He wanted his stomach to stop hurting. And now. He looked back at Madam "Pain" he sobbed. 'Why Madam doesn't care? Why she went back to talking with the curly haired after the curly haired had tugged her sleeve and asked something. Madam was nicer when the curly haired was away.

He startled when he felt a touch on his stomach. "Did you really eat her. Blimey Harry that's something else." Harry screeched. He had not realized the tall red head was still in the room, let alone so close.

He hit the calloused hand away from his stomach and tried to move but it only made his stomach hurt more his sobbing turned to meowing crying.

He wanted the pain to go away. He knew he was going to burst. His vision started to black from the edges. "Hey! Harry-''

Everything went black.