Chapter 10: Recovery, returns & the physical exams/ Mujo Kina 2

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Yandere simulator or trauma team

Hey Lovelies

Here's a new chapter, I hope you like it, I've decided to add a little humor into this chapter to counteract the dark heavy subjects from the last chapter. Any way I've also decided to add a rather familiar idea, from Ouran Highschool host club but with my own take on it, as well as an element of trauma team for the fun of it.

Also, to answer a couple of questions to Tayleah, if you refer to the bottom of chapter eight, you'd know that Wisteria had told the elves not to be seen, also the placement of the umbrella stand is irrelevant to the story overall just it being knocked over and the boy's while they don't get along they'd probably don't fight if only for Wisteria's sake.

So here goes, Read, review, add a plot suggestion and please vote on the poll I'm trying to get at least 100 votes on it. Oh, and enjoy the story.

Love Snow

p.s I'm sorry it's late, i spent most of Saturday typing it up only for an error to pop up while uploading it yesterday. also i have wattpad now so if you can't find any updates here it'll probably there on snowqueen434.

Wisteria's POV:

My first "Sleepover" wasn't exactly all fun and games seeing as I still felt terrible, mainly because all I could do was sleep and sweat, that and I ended up vomiting earlier this morning, if it wasn't for Ms Najimi I wouldn't be so comfortable, despite struggling with the okayu, but it seemed to work.

The Nurse came to check on me again during lunch, and he told me that I should rest for a little while longer, before I could consider going back to school again. So once again I was stranded in my room with nothing to do but count the stars painted on my ceiling. After a couple of hours of doing nothing but staring into space, I sat up and summoned a book from the shelf, not really thinking I simply pointed my wand at the shelf and said the word "Accio", as soon as the word had left my lips a book shot off of the shelf and into my hand, I looked at the title only to find that it was one of my favourite books, Queenie by Jacqueline Wilson a recent work done to commemorate Queen Elizabeths the 2nd's diamond jubilee, I fell in love with the story when I first read it in the Little Whinging library, I remember taking shelter in there to get away from Dudley and his friends and once I was free of the Dursleys, I went into as many book shops as I could and bought all of the Jacqueline Wilson books as well as other titles that took my fancy.

As I began to read, I became immersed in the world of Elsie kettle and her life, looking forward to the Queen's coronation in 1953, to be honest I loved the story, though I hated a couple of the characters, but I found the story to be rather accurate in its depiction of life in the early 50's back in England. Time passed quickly thanks to the book, by the time I was coming to the end, the sound of my bedroom door opening brought me back into the room.

"Hey Dummy, I brought you notes" Said Osano, smiling softly as he placed her note book on the bedside table, and sat on the chair next to me.

"Thanks, Osano, I really appreciate it" I said, truly grateful for what he's doing for me.

"So how are you feeling?" He asked.

"A lot better, I should be able to come back to school in a couple of days" I replied.

"Oh, I nearly forgot, physical exams and shot day is coming up, the teacher told me to give you this" said Osano rifling through his pockets, once had found whatever it was he was looking for, it was a folded-up piece of paper, I took it and unfolded it only to find that it was a newsletter about the Physical exams and the shot day, it turns out that it was a BCG shot, nothing to worry about, though the idea of a physical exam unnerved me, mainly because a doctor or a nurse would see my scars as well as the lack of flesh on my bones.

"Then I guess there's no weaselling out of it then" I said looking through the information in the letter.

I sighed and asked Osano about homework, it turns out the was some French homework, physical descriptions, the maths homework was working on angles and formula and geography was a project to do with climate and environments, all of it was rather easy, and the project was a three-week long project, and we could make it as big or as small we liked.

Looking up from the sheets of paper for a few minutes, I turned to look back at Osano and smiled at him, however I was curious as to why he was going bright red again.

"Osano, are you alright? You're not going down with this are you?" I asked.

Osano simply shook his head and turned away, his face a now deep red, reminiscent of spider lilies.

"I'm fine" was all I heard before he decided to take off to his place.

"Well that was odd" I muttered to myself before deciding not to think about the physical exams I leant backwards into my pillows and continued to read my book. Suddenly Osano burst back into the room, pale with a sickly under tone, blerrie eyes, shivering.

"Are you okay?" I asked the shaking boy calmly as I once again put my book down and sat up.

"He's back! That creep from last week!" Osano nearly screamed at me.

"Which creep? I've met so many, now calm down and tell me from the beginning" I said, instructing Osano to sit down and tell me what was wrong, causing my suspicions to rise.

"There's a creep here to see you! The one that looks like a giant bat! You know, the guy with a big nose and greasy hair!" Said Osano, confirming my suspicions.

"Oh him, hand me my dressing gown I'd better deal with him now" I said pulling the covers off of me and turning to get out of bed only to stopped by Osano.

"Are you sure, that you're up to it? I mean you've been pretty sick lately" said Osano quickly, obviously trying to keep me in bed.

"I've rested enough, plus I'm due a hot bath any way" I replied as I walked out of my room and headed down the hallway only to be greeted by a rather peeved Snape.

"So, you've finally realized that things work differently here in Japan" I said raising an eyebrow, Snape looked about ready to have a tantrum.

"Potter! How do you put up with it?" Snape snapped, sounding quite on edge.

"Well, instead of insulting your host, why don't you sit down and tell me about it?" I said, not anticipating the rant that would follow.

"So, let me get this straight, you can't get a job, you've also insulted every potential employer to the face and now you've been thrown out of your lodgings because you can't pay your rent, wow you've really a success of this haven't you" I said trying not to laugh.

"Potter, don't make me do this" he said sternly, both of us knowing what he meant.

"tell you what, I'll let you stay here, but you must get a job and keep it, plus you've got to pull your weight and not expect me or the house elves to clean up after you, oh and if you trash my kitchen again you'll have started a war you can't finish, got that" I replied bluntly to his silent plea, but this time I decided I would not let him dominate me or my home, if he stays here it's on my terms, no exceptions.

Snape's POV:

I can't believe I'm doing this, but I can't afford to blow it like the last time. She did seem to run a peaceful house, I guess it could have been worse. Hang on did she mention house elves, so she wasn't alone after all! I'm getting off topic, now where am I going to find a job, most of the locals despise me now, through no fault of my own, and the only work experience I have is teaching and brewing potions, so I wouldn't be good at anything else.

An hour later I found myself in my new room with the newspapers looking though the job adverts, until I found an advertisement for a position in a muggle high school, it turned out that one of the senior chemistry teacher was retiring after forty years and someone was needed to replace him. This was convenient, but it became too convenient when I read the name of the school, it was the school potter went to.

This was just perfect, I could keep her safe both at home and at school, it's just a matter of applying, after a while of searching I found some paper and a pen and started my cover letter and CV.

Mabe this agreement would benefit us both, I've got a roof over my head, and a position to protect her, and hopefully I'll have a job and a stable cash flow for my own vices.

No one's POV:

Fast forward three days

It was Monday and Wisteria was feeling much better and was ready to go back to school, unfortunately it was also the day of the shots and the physical exams, causing her stress levels to hike up to new heights.

All of the students were ushered into the assembly hall and told to wait while the doctors and nurses would call out student's names from the register and asked them to come with them. The waiting made Wisteria more and more nervous, mainly because of the state her body was in, she knew that she had lost weight during her illness, but was also a wreck because of the Dursleys abuse.

She could still hear one of the girls crying out about how she didn't want her shot, followed by a loud wail as she obviously received her shot, the others winced clutching at their upper arms with worry at their fate held for them. It wasn't long before Wisteria's name was called out, and she was escorted to one of the empty classrooms allocated for the shots. Where she met a rather young stoic doctor.

"Okay Miss Potter, why don't you sit down and we can get started" he said softly indicating a seat for Wisteria to sit in. Wisteria sat in the hard wood chair and rolled up her sleeve, not particularly caring what needle went where, she simply wanted it to be over quickly.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her arm causing her to jump and let out an involuntary squeak, the pain was brief and was followed by a dull ache.

"Okay, that's you done, now, go down to the sick bay, you'll get your physical there" said the doctor as he applied a plaster to the injection site.

Wisteria politely thanked the doctor and headed to the next event in the sick bay, silently praying that she wouldn't be subjected to nurse Kina again, her situation was bad enough without members of the opposite sex gazing on her battered unclothed body. Once she arrived she was greeted by a small que of fellow classmates, waiting to be allocated to a doctor or nurse. The sick bay was curtained off into sections by thick dark green screens, that gave the illusion of privacy, but unfortunately, allowed every sound and conversation to be heard.

Soon Wisteria was allocated once again to nurse Kina, much to her annoyance. She was led to a closed off, cubical like area, with an examination table, scales, height chart and eye chart in it along with a small table and chair.

"Okay, missy, I'll come back once you've got your outer clothes off, there's a robe there on the end of the table, I'll see you in a bit" he said.

Within a couple of minutes Wisteria had removed her outer layer of clothes, however as soon as the nurse arrived he managed to get his foot caught on one of the screens, causing them to fall in a domino effect, exposing several other students at the same time, also showing that there was a stark contrast between her body and the physique other girls, the other girls where full and healthy, while Wisteria was skeletal and badly scarred.

Wisteria felt multiple sets of eyes on her as she stood there in front of everyone, nurse Kina had managed to get back onto his feet, however when he turned to look at Wisteria only to see the poor girl standing there looking at the ground in nothing but her undergarments. He felt absolutely ashamed of himself, not only did he trip over and make himself look like a fool, but his clumsiness had exposed the vulnerability in such a strong young woman.

Suddenly one of the doctors approached Wisteria, pulling off his coat and draping it around her in an effort to give her some dignity.

"This girl is not a specimen for you to stare at, give her some dignity" the Doctor snapped at the students, other doctors and nurses, causing them to get back to what they were doing, either putting screens back in place or tending to students and their physical exams.

"Get dressed, I'm going to make some calls" said the doctor sternly, but unbeknownst to Wisteria, he was calling the ambulance and the hospital to give them a heads up.

Mujo's POV:

I can't believe that I did that, I not only embarrassed myself but I humiliated the girl in my care! How I managed to get through medical school and still be a total klutz is beyond me. Was all I could think about as I pulled myself up off of the floor, however that changed when I turned and saw Miss Potter.

The poor girl, she looked like a skeleton with hair, she was so thin, that 'flu or whatever she had really knocked her for six, when I heard the doctor tell her that he was "going to make some calls", in other words he was going to call an ambulance and other services to let them know that they had got a bogey on the radar.

My heart clenched at the sight of the girl, she looked like a clear case of abuse induced anorexia, judging from the scars and her behaviour patterns, perhaps it's best that she's sent to the hospital, if only to give her a chance at life, so many people both male and female lose their lives to anorexia and all for stupid reasons, if the doctors at the hospital can step in before it's too late, maybe the girl's life with change for the better. I can already could see that her life was beginning to change, from a lonely isolated world to one that was warm and full of people, and I believe it's because of the boys who surround her, thanks to them, she's beginning to become her own person, and develop properly as a human being.

I didn't feel bad for her when the ambulance was called mainly because if someone didn't, no one would, I knew she would hate every one for putting her in this situation now but when she's grown and has a family of her own, she'll be glad of it.

Once she was dressed, she emerged from behind the screen and I walked her down to the school entrance where the ambulance was waiting for her, where she was loaded into the back and sent to the hospital.

Wisteria's POV:

I don't understand what's going on, I thought that I was only going to get a physical exam, the next thing I know is that I'm being bundled into the back of an ambulance and taken to the hospital, and no one is telling me anything.

Perhaps they need to run more tests I kept reasoning with myself as the ambulance headed towards the nearest hospital. Once we arrived I was forced into a wheel chair and speeded through to a doctor's room, where I was instructed to wait. It was a rather cosy room, containing a large leather sofa and plush chairs and a low coffee table covered with out of date magazines, manga and western comic books.

Knowing that it wasn't good news, I leaned back into the chair and stared up at the ceiling, then proceeded to count the tiles, it was ten minutes before the diagnostician arrived, and when he did arrive he ignored my presence, while giving the impression that he was incredibly busy looking at paper work and charts on his desk.

He looked rather unkempt for a diagnostician, his hair was in a messy pony tail with fly away wisps, his suit was rather rumpled, as if he'd slept in it, his coat had black stains from cigarette ash on the cuffs, and jammed into the corner of his mouth was the offending cigarette, though I didn't like this obvious lack of hygiene and direct disrespect to the patients, his physical appearance reminded me of Spike Speagle from cowboy bebop.

"Okay, what have we got here?" he said after a few minutes, sighing as he began to type on his computer.

"My name is Wisteria Potter and I really don't know why I'm here" I said irritably.

"Oh, you're the kid I was told to look out for! I'm doctor Cunningham and I'm going to be your diagnostician today, so the doctor at the school told me about the situation but we need to run some more test to be on the safe side" he said with sudden realization, looking at me.

"But there's nothing wrong with me! Why would you need to run tests? I'm fine!" I asked in a near shout.

"being under weight, and looking like a living skeleton is not fine, we need to find out if theres something wrong! Now before we go any further, can your family afford the treatment? and do you have insurance?" He inquired, whilst reprimanding me.

"I'm an orphan, but I have three large inheritances so I can afford to pay for treatment and I'm insured with the black heart medical group" I replied to the questions pulling my purse out of my bag and sifted through the cards until I pulled the card I wanted out to show the doctor.

"Okay that's in order, I'll call them and see if they'll cover your bills and then we'll get started" He said heading out, once again leaving me alone in the office.

I absently picked up a magazine and began to flick through it, it looked to be the Japanese equivalent to women's weekly or the people's friend, I only bought magazines like that for the recipes, or quilting fabrications for sewing patterns, I loved those magazines and I managed to get all of them so far as well as have them sent to me from England as soon as a new issue comes out.

Suddenly my train of thought was broken when I heard the door open and the doctor entered the room and at down in front of me.

"Okay Kid, now that's sorted, we're ready to go" he said enthusiastically, as he pulled his stethoscope off his shoulders.

I sighed and took off my shirt as expected, only to hear the diagnostician gasp at the sight of my torso.

"kid when the doctor at the school said it was bad they didn't say how bad!" The Doctor said in a shocked voice.

After going through the routing examination, from chest, breathing, weighing and sight tests, Doctor Cunningham made several phone calls, probably to his colleagues, mentioning several procedures like MRI's, X-rays and CT scans along with getting one of the psychologists there was also a mention of calling the police, though I didn't understand why, now of all times.

Suddenly the door opened to another doctor, one that looked like an Elvis impersonator, while he was a damn sight better sight than Doctor Cunningham though I wished he'd button up the rest of his shirt, I wasn't complaining.

"Ah Gabe, this the Patient?" He asked in a deep warm voice.

"Yes, Wisteria, this is Doctor Freebird, He'll be taking care of you from here on out, Hank, be careful with her" said Doctor Cunningham in an almost relieved voice.

"Okay Wisteria, let's find you a room and get you settled in" said Doctor Freebird gently as he grabbed the handles of my wheelchair and pushed it towards the door.

"First take her to X-ray, before anything happens" called Doctor Cunningham as we were leaving.

It wasn't long before we reached the X-ray department, where I had multiple X-rays, followed by an MRI scan.

"I don't know why this is all necessary" I told Doctor Freebird.

"we just want to be sure, cases like yours have to be handled with due care and attention, having been alerted to the state you're in we're duty bound to follow through" he replied.

After that everything went quiet, neither one of us spoke until all of the so called important scans had been done, I was wheeled towards a new wing, one filled with private rooms.

"Here we go, room fourteen has just been vacated" said Doctor Freebird heading in to the said room.

We were four floors up and the room had a view of the hospital's garden, but it was simply barren with very little life to it, while I knew it was normally like this, but I wish it had a little bit of colour at least.

Once the doctor had left I got out of the wheelchair and sat in the armchair beside the window placing my bag at my feet.

It wasn't long before the door burst open, to reveal, Osano in his red-faced glory.

"Wisteria, what did you do this time dummy! I was worried, when you didn't come back to class, then the teacher told us a student had to be hospitalized!" He gushed

"And let me guess, you found out that it was me" I finished before he could go into a rant, smiling all the while.

With that Osano pulled up a chair and sat with me as I explained what was going on and why I was here in the Hospital, from the preliminary examination to all of the odd scans they performed on me.

"Um Osano, could you and your mother do me a favour?" I asked him, feeling my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"Yeah, what do you want?" He asked.

"I need some clean clothes, nightwear and a few other items, I'd also appreciate it if you brought me some of my books over too, along with my homework, I fear that I might die of boredom here in this little white box" I told him, I had the feeling that I'll be here for a while.

"Okay Wis, I'll see you later" he said, smiling sympathetically, getting out and heading out of the room.

As soon as he was gone my smile faded away, and melancholy seeped back into me, as I began to wonder how long I was going to be stuck here, and how I was going to stay hidden away now.

i hope you like it, and let me know who you'll like to see in the next chapter in the review section out of these boys:

Aso,

Oko,

Megumo,

Mido,

or other

see you next time