Seamus came in with a box full of stuff, Harry couldn't sit up all the way to see what it was. Seamus helped him sit up and lean in to look in on the box; it was full of get-well cards from Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Ravenclaw.

'Look! Luna sent you one.' Seamus said as he held up a pink and purple get-well card with black rubies welded in.

Harry began coughing, Seamus' smile faded; but picked back up when he pulled out another card from The Weasley Twins. This one had a single string attached to it, it was covered with blue and red; in big letters it said "FEEL BETTER OR FEEL WORSE." Seamus pulled the string; two voices emerged from the card;

'Feel better,Potter. Business is in a fix right now.' One voice said

'Don't mind, George. Get better or we'll hunt you down and make you test our mums liver oil.' Fred joked

'Send our love to those bucklehead siblings of ours.' Georged added

'Get better.' Both of the boys finished off.

Seamus closed the card and then it aside next to Luna's card, he continued to rummage through the box some more. He spotted a green card with a red-headed snake as the opening of the card.

'This one is a bit bizarre.' Seamus said quietly

'Who's it from?' Harry asked in weak voice

'No one...It's blank.' Seamus said distractively, holding up the card for Harry to see.

Harry started to shiver uncontrollably, Seamus smiled and pulled the blankets over his shoulder; damping his brow with a warm cloth. Harry began wheezing quietly, Seamus stroked Harry's forehead.

'Let it pass...I'm here.' Seamus held onto Harry's hand until his attack ended.

Seamus took notice that during the horrid attack, Harry began speaking in something...another language, he could hardly hear it; after all, it was a terrible fit. When the attack was calm, Seamus patted Harry's arm gently and poured him a glass of water.

'They're getting worse.' Harry breathed helplessly.

Seamus lifted Harry's hand so he could take a sip of the drink, he pushed it away when he was finished. Seamus sat it on the tray, and then turned his attention back to Harry.

'Sorry about leaving you with Herm the other night.' Seamus apologized.

'It's all right. Out of curiousity, why did you step out?' Harry asked as he turned to face Seamus.

'Oh, I needed the fresh air.' Seamus said as he took his place in the chair next to the bed.

'Seamus, stop lying. I could hear a car take off last night...Who was here?' Harry asked urgently.

'My mum, my mum visited last night.' Seamus said softly.

'You all right?' Harry asked worryingly.

'I'm fine. I talked to her...More or less, I yelled at her.' Seamus remarked with a regretful roll of eyes.

'Seamus, you need to talk to her.' Harry insisted.

'No chance in hell. She insulted you, and practically rubbed it in my face that I was loyal to Dumbelorde.' Seamus cried.

'You defended me?' Harry asked in a terribly weak whisper.

'Of course I did. You're my best friend, Harry. I couldn't watch some insult you.' Seamus said shyly.

'Thanks.' Harry coughed out, Seamus quickly grabbed a rag and held it to Harry's mouth; Harry continued to cough.

When Seamus removed the rag, droplets of blood ran into the white cloth. Seamus quickly threw the waste rag into a jore, slamming it as fast as he possibly could. Harry's eyes began to droop into the back of his head, Seamus dapped the warm cloth against his brow in order to keep him concious.

'Don't quit yet, Harry. Don't quit.' Seamus whispered in Harry's ear.

'I want to live, Seamus. But I'm so tired of fighting a battle that I could lose.' Harry said gently.

'Harry, this is a battle...A tough battle. But you have won so many battles. This is not going to kill you, not if you don't let it. Harry, don't let this thing beat you!' Seamus cried urgently.

'Seamus, I didn't-I couldn't...' Harry couldn't find his own words.

'What?' Seamus asked worryingly.

'I can't feel my legs.' Harry moaned.