AHHHHH I'VE ACTUALLY UPDATED AGAIN. I'M SHOCKED AND AMAZED AT MYSELF! I'M ASSUMING THAT IM WANTED TO CONTINUE, SO HERE WE ARE! AS PROMISED WE GO INTO ST MUNGOS. OHHH FANCY. I HOPE YOU ENJOYYY! ALSO LONGEST CHAPTER YET! UPDATES WILL BE EVERY SATURDAY, BECAUSE CONSISTENCY YAY!
OH ALSO GIVE ME ANY PLOT IDEAS PLEAAAASE XX
I OWN NO HARRY POTTER. JK ROWLING IS QUEEN AND OWNS IT
Looking at a quaint shop, adeptly named 'Purge and Dowse', Harry fought the urge to roll his eyes. Typical wizards, hiding magical portals of doom -maybe he was going overboard but he was feeling dramatic okay, just roll with it- perfectly in muggle sight.
What hooligan had thought this idea up?
Muttering to himself, he launched himself through the window, into the poorly hidden wizarding hospital.
Saint mungos was... average, for lack of a better word.
Rickety wooden chairs with outdated witch weeklys littered on top of them were scattered out in the reception area. Bland, cream walls surrounded him, as he walked across the room to reach reception. Even the reception desk was average, well at first look anyway. The desk had a touch of blue, however that was all the colour it had. Paperwork was strewn across it carelessly. Losing hope, harry realised that the receptionist was probably just as mind numbingly dull.
How wrong he was.
By far the most interesting part of the st mungos reception was the people. To start with, the healers scurrying around wore lime green robes with badge, on which had a small wand crossed with a bone as their uniform. Talk about fashion disaster.
The stout, blonde welcome witch was about as welcoming as his uncle was whenever 'those ruddy freaks' would step inside his house. How cheerful.
Then there's the receptionist. Receptionist, seems an easy job, right? WRONG! They were crazy smart, they knew most languages, including sign language. She made for very interesting conversation.
Finally, of course, you had the patients waiting to be seen.
A boy of about 15 was sat fiddling with his wand with a single hand, looking nervously around him. It seemed as if he had a fear of hospitals, however he obviously needed professional medical attention. With his missing hand and nose it was clear he had vanishing sickness. His mousey brown hair fell over one of his crystal blue eyes. Harry felt for the boy. Imagine how impractical it must be.
A sliver-haired lady was uncontrollably weeping in the corner, her sagged skin stained purple from the strange colour her tears were. Perhaps it was an entirely different substance, but her tears were a violent violet colour, standing out on her pale, wrinkled skin.
Finally waiting in reception was a middle-aged man with muscled arms and black hair who appeared to have done something extremely stupid. He had managed to get his entire hand stuck in the stout of a porcelain teapot. How. Just, how. It seemed entirely illogical to even try to fit your hand in. Next to him was a different man with blonde hair, who was absolutely pissing himself laughing.
He was shook out of his musing by the short welcome lady monotonously listing the floors beside him.
"-econd floor is magical bugs and diseases, third floor is potions and plant poisoning, fourth floor is spell damage and, finally, fifth floor is visitors' tearoom and hospital shop."
Nodding swiftly, Harry headed towards the lift, before stepping in and pressing the 4 button.
"Fourth Floor selected. Going up"
After a brief wait, the door dinged, signalling the arrival to the forth floor.
Stepping out of the lift, Harry made his way towards the help desk to request assistance and see where he needed to go.
"Hello. How may help you young man?" Asked a brunette witch, smiling welcomingly.
"I have a couple of blocks, where do I go to have them removed, ma'am?"
"Aren't you just the politest little boy! Head down the corridor and too the left you'll see a door with the number two on it. Knock on it, and I'll make sure Healer Baird is ready for you."
Nodding and smiling shyly, harry thanked the woman and walked towards door number two.
Knocking on the door, he waited patiently for a reply.
"Come in" hollered a soft, Scottish voice.
Dutifully, Harry stepped into the room.
Inside was was a young woman, of about 20 years old, smiling her pearly white teeth at Harry. Her ginger curls fell down to her shoulders in curls, her turquoise eyes seeming to glitter as they gazed softly at him. Freckles were splattered across her face like constellations in the night sky. She had soft, rounded cheekbones, lightly pinked with blusher.
"Hello, what can I do you for?"
"I have a couple of blocks I need taken off please."
"Okey dokey, what's your name and age please?"
"Harry Potter, eleven."
The head of the healer snapped up rapidly, before looking down at her notebook again.
"Okay, Mr... Potter. Your eleven, so all your blocks should have worn off by now. Plus, they shouldn't be over 30% in the first place. Let's see what we have here."
"I, err, have a list ma'am."
The healer nodded. "That's okay, however it's simply protocol. It's a full medical check up, it will include a list of all your blocks. I just have to do a couple spells. Sit still please Mr Potter."
Harry nodded, allowing the woman to do her work.
After about five minutes, the witch took her wand and placed it on a piece of parchment. Just like it had at gringotts, his list of blocks started to write itself out.
Harry James Potter
Eleven
Poor health
Creature Blood Detected
MUGGLE CAUSED HEALTH CONCERNS.
Malnourished
Signs of physical abuse
Signs of mental abuse
Multiple tissues damaged
Multiple bones broken
Dehydrated
Stunted growth
Vitamin C deficiency
MAGICAL CAUSED HEALTH CONCERNS
Animorphes (blocked 100%)
Natural Transfiguration (blocked 70%)
Metamorphmagi (blocked 98%)
Natural Occlumist (blocked 90%)
Master of all things death related e.g; ghosts, thestrals, infiri (blocked 100%)
Natural earth elemental (blocked 100%)
Natural water elemental (blocked 100%)
Natural air elemental (blocked 85%)
Natural fire elemental (blocked 100%)
Natural at dark arts (blocked 100%)
Natural at Potions (blocked 100%)
Natural Alchemist (blocked 100%)
Parselmagic (blocked 100%)
Natural magical resistance (blocked 100%)
Seer through dreams (blocked 80%)
Natural at charms (blocked 75%)
Natural at Herbology (blocked 100%)
Calming Aroma (Blocked 95%)
Friend of creatures and beasts (Blocked 90%)
Natural Astrologist (blocked 100%)
Natural Legilimency (blocked 100%)
IQ level blocked by 20%
Awareness level blocked by 40%
Natural healing blocked by 15%
Strong loyalty potions and charms detected
Strong compulsion charm residue detected.
Healer smith gasped, before knitting her brows, pointing her wand at the paper and muttering "qui fecit revelare" at the parchment.
"What does that-"
PEOPLE WHO CAUSED MUGGLE HEALTH CONCERNS
Vernon Dursley
Petunia Dursley
Dudley Dursley
PEOPLE WHO CAUSED MAGICAL HEALTH CONCERNS
Albus Dumbledore
Harry looked down, ashamed of the weaknesses he had that one piece of paper showed before stilling at the feeling of arms around him. Soft tears were falling onto his shoulders.
"Never again, I promise."
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Healer Baird stepped back, looking at Harry seriously.
"Over the next couple of weeks we are going to be seeing a lot of each other, you might as well know my name. I'm Healer Elspeth Baird, I'm a Taurus and I'm 21 years old. I have an obsession with the muggle sweet skittles, I'm a half-blood, and my favourite colour is blue. Ohh and don't call me Elspeth, Ellie, please"
Giggling slightly, harry nodded before replying, "Hello Ellie, I'm Lord Harry Potter,
I am a Leo and I'm 11 years old. I'm a whiz at snakes and ladders, I am also a half blood and my favourite colour is green, like my eyes. Ohh and I've always wanted an army of peacocks."
After they both stopped laughing, Ellie smiled sadly.
"Normally we could take them off immediately, however, due to their extent it will have to be a steady process up until the 1st September. I'll undo the lower blocks, charms and potions today and heal the physical injuries. I'll also prescribe you some nutrients potions and a mental healer. I'll start you on some charms that will steadily undo the damage done with the blocks."
As she turned around to rummage through her cupboards, harry took some time to admire her office. On the pale blue walls were various posters, some for teeth, some muscle damage, some warning against underaged magic. It was truly fascinating. On the ceiling were pictures children had coloured in, boats, brooms, fruits. It was intriguing to him.
"Ah Hah! Found it!"
"Found what?"
Ellie turned around and smiled, "A sleeping potion, it'll give your body a chance to reset. Drink up."
Eyeing the vile warily, harry took it, before twisting the lid off and chucking it.
"EURGH! That is gross!"
"Trust me dear, I know. Come lie down now."
Nodding sleepily, Harry stumbled towards the bed in the corner and lied down, yawning with every step he took. The last thing he heard was Ellie's soft voice reassuring him before the darkness took him.
"Harry, Harry dear, you have to get up now, I've done my bit"
Nodding sleepily, Harry rolled over and opened his eyes sleepily, ready to be faced with the undefinable blur he was used to, only to be able to clearly make out Ellies face.
"I can... see you?"
Blushing a dull pink, Ellie nodded beaming. "My own touch, ya know? Anyhow, here's the prescription. Fill it in to get your daily potions. I recommend studying more as your IQ has now risen by 20%. Just look out for yourself on general, kid, yeah?"
Looking up at the woman who healed him, Harry smiled genuinely
"Thank you. I feel like we're going to be great friends."
Ellie laughed, "yeah, no off you go shrimp, I've got other patients."
Harry reached for the door, ready to open it, but hesitated. Turning around, he looked up at the woman. "I've always wanted a sister anyway." Before strolling away from her office.
Staring at the retreating back of the eleven year old boy, only one thing passed over Healer Bairds mind.
Albus Dumbledore will pay for the treatment of her little brother.
I hope you liked this chapter! What creature do you reckon harry is, and I'll shout out the people who get it right!! ALSO THE NEXT CHAPTER HAS SOME AWESOME STUFF GOING ON SO STICK AROUND!
Qui fecit revelare = reveal the people who caused.