Just Like Hell

Only one more week of skool left! So can't wait for it to end. Til then, herez da next chapter!

Chapter Ten

Harry kept on trying for the next few hours to get back into his body with no avail. Frustrated, he just started walking, not noticing where he was heading but his feet seeming to remember what his mind was too bothered to. He found himself standing in the nurses' station, halfway towards the coffee machine. He stopped himself in time from reaching out towards a coffee cup. It wasn't as if he could drink anything anyway.

He looked around the room and spotted Lisa, Dean, Padma and Terry sitting in a circle in the back of the room. He made his way towards them.

"Oh, I hate this," Lisa was saying, "He finally gets a life, and then…"

"You know what? The guy was so sexy," Padma said dreamily.

"At least Harry got a chance to hang with him for a little while," Dean asserted resolutely.

"Yeah, It would've been awful if he'd gone through his entire life not knowing what it was all about," Terry added.

Harry walked out of the room (through the wall), unable to stand the conversation any longer. He was in the storeroom. "Oh, my god. Lavender?" he asked in disbelief. Lavender and the storekeeper, Seamus Finnegan, were kissing their tonsils out in the storeroom. Tilting his head, he squinted at the pair. "No wonder I could never find you."

He walked out of the storeroom as well, not wanting to see face sucking face anymore. He came into the attending physician's room only to see Zacharias Smith swivelling on his chair lazily while talking on the phone.

"I guess you got my job," Harry muttered.

"Yeah. I think I've earned it. I deserve it," Zach said, talking into the phone.

"Everything you thought it would be?" Harry asked bitterly.

"It is. And it's time to upgrade from the Intel Pentium 4 to the new version," Zach said still talking on the phone. "I'm going to the dealer tonight. Hold on. It's Dumbledore, I have to take this. Hello? Really? You want me to do it? Sure, of course I can."

Harry watched angrily as Zach just hung up on Dumbledore and went back talking to his friend.

"Dude, did you know I can get a built-in jack for my iPod?"

"Do you know there are people out there dying? I'm in a coma, have you noticed?" Harry screamed at Zach.

"I know. Sweet!" Zach said into the phone.

Harry gritted his teeth and walked out of the office before the urge to kill Zacharias Smith got any stronger. He was walking back to the room where his body was when he felt two toddlers run through him. He stopped to stare at them.

"Zoe? Lily?" he said in a hushed voice as he watched Hermione's and Ron's kids run down the corridor. "Oh my god, you two got so big!" he blurted out as he ran after them into his private room.

"Beat ya!" one of them cried.

"Did not!" the other one shouted.

"Did too!" the first one shouted back.

Harry watched with a smile as they both fought on his bedside. Suddenly one of them toppled onto his body. He frowned at that.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"How come I could feel Draco but I can't feel you guys?" he whispered.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

Hermione and Ron burst into the room then. "Hermione, Ron!" Harry shouted. Hermione walked up to her kids and pulled them off Harry's body. Ron held onto one squirming twin while Hermione took the other. "I remember your mother saying no running and no screaming!" Ron said to his charge. Harry chuckled at Ron's fatherhood responsibilities.

Harry looked at his best friend. "Ron, can you feel me? Hermione?" But neither of them took any notice. Ron rapped his charge lightly on the head. "All right, chill, I'm serious," he said.

"I guess not," Harry said and sighed.

Hermione let go of her twin and pulled Ron's hand. They both stood beside Harry's body. Hermione brushed back the hair on his forehead. "I hope you feel better, Harry."

"Yeah, get well soon, mate," Ron said.

Harry smiled at his best friends. "I love you guys. It's so sweet of you two to come and visit me. And I really miss…"

Suddenly a voice interrupted his monologue. "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, pleased to meet you."

Hermione turned towards the voice and nodded. Ron said, "Hi."

Zacharias Smith entered the room with a clipboard. He held out a hand to both of them. Harry gasped as Zach's hand passed through his stomach as he shook hands with both of his best friends. "Dr. Smith. Could I have a quick word?"

"Sure, what do you want?" Ron asked.

"First of all, I hope you know how much we all love and miss Harry," Zach began. Harry snorted. "Puh-lease. He's doing high fives he's not in Phoenix."

"Because he was a senior resident here, we've taken some extraordinary measure to make him feel more comfortable these last three months."

Hermione nodded.

Zach cleared his throat. "This is hard to say...when we come to work here, we are asked to sign release forms."

"Okay," Hermione said.

"I don't like the sound of this," Harry murmured.

"Did you know your friend's opinion about artificially prolonging life?" Zach asked.

"No," Ron replied tersely.

"He was against it."

"Really?" Hermione asked.

"Okay, that was before. I am so COMPLETELY for it now," Harry shouted.

"Honestly," Zach continued, "Most in our profession feel that way."

"Not me! I'm perfectly happy," Harry cried out. He walked over to Ron. "Come on, Ron! You have got to feel me! I'm your best friend, your foster brother, your best man at your wedding, feel me here!" Frustrated he walked over to Hermione and started shaking his hands over her face. She slightly shivered as she devoted her complete attention towards Dr. Smith.

"But there's still some brain activity, isn't there?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, people have got to have woken up from this kind of coma!" Ron said.

"All the time," Harry agreed, nodding profusely.

"Not on any record I've found," Zach said.

"Of course they have! Otherwise, what am I doing here?" Harry shouted. Suddenly he doubled up and held a hand to his mouth. "I feel car sick." He turned to see Zoe and Lily tampering with the remote controls of his bed. His body was now folded in two.

Hermione turned at that moment and glared at her kids. "TV is going to become a very dim memory for you two." While Ron went to pull his kids away from the bed, Zach pursed his lips and pressed the buttons to straighten the bed out again.

He turned back to Ron and Hermione. "Harry did sign a release. Because of the special situation, we won't take any terminal action without your explicit approval. Now I've prepared this paperwork…" Zach said showing Ron and Hermione the papers attached to his clipboard.

"Don't sign that! I'm here!" Harry screamed in panic.

"If you decide to sign…"

Hermione cut him off. "We'll think about it."

"Hermione, I'll baby-sit more, I swear! Ron, that couch you love? It's yours!" Harry shouted to his best friends.

Zach cleared his throat. "We sometimes find that it's easier just to ask for God's forgiveness and not prolong the inevitable."

"She said we'll think about it," Ron said angrily.

"Thank you, guys. You've always looked out for me," Harry whispered as he watched his best friends leave with their twins.

Draco paced around in his living room. Unable to take the oppressing silence, he called out. "You here, Harry?" He waited for an answer before whispering, "I guess not."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. He opened the door to find Justin Finch-Fletchey leaning on his doorframe. "I'm locked out," Justin said with a wide smile.

A/N: I don't like this chapter much. It doesn't feel right.

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