Seamus helped Harry down the grand staircase, they stopped at the doors which led to the Great Hall. Harry felt his heart pounding through his chest, Seamus rubbed his shoulder.
'Is this the easy part?' Harry asked nervously.
'Say the word, we'll leave.' Seamus said sofly.
'No. I can do it.' Harry said confidently.
Seamus pushed the doors open for Harry, everyone was gathered in the hall. Seamus held onto Harry's arm to keep him balanced, he needed a bit of support from his walking cane as well. Harry could hear the words; "No-feet" "Cheater" "Failure" all being whispered amongst Slytherin and Gryffindor alike. The only silent ones were Hermione, Ron, The Weasley Clan, and Luna. They finally made it to the foyer of the hall, Seamus kept a hold on him; Harry nodded for the 'okay' to let go. Seamus backed down.
'Hi...I know most of you are thinking I have failed Hogwarts because of my wound. I got this wound from...Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. I was sick, so sick that I stopped breathing at least several times. I've lost all feeling in my left leg, that's why I need this. And no, I didn't have or hear any signs of him in the hospital. But I'll tell you what I did hear...a voice. Seamus' voice. He kept me going when everyone else gave up. You can all take a lesson from him, this is how a friend should be. He'd give his right arm to protect me, and if I could I would give him my left leg. What I'm trying to say is. Voldermort is going to come back! Strong and hard! He won this time, but I know he won't win again. Because we had a power over him that I just discovered...We had the power of loyalty. Those damn deatheaters are going to destroy Voldermort. But I know we won't destroy each other! Because, Dumbelorde knew bravery was made up of two things...courage and friendship. If you lose one, then you aren't brave! You are a coward. If you don't have friends...then what do you have? Voldermort will die. So, if it's just four of us...or four million of us. I'll see his ass buried in dirt before I'm dead.'
Everyone was such in a shock after that, Harry began to walk forward; Seamus grabbed him by the arm and escorted him out. They could hear growing applause as they left. Seamus closed the doors to the hall. He began laughing, Harry was looking a bit pale.
'Way to go! You did it!' Seamus exclaimed.
'Seamus, something happened today. This morning.' Harry said faintly.
'I know. I just saw it! Harry you were awe-' Seamus could finally see that this wasn't a triumph it was a failure!
'No...' Seamus said as he began to shake his head, Harry nodded.
Harry lifted his shirt, revealing his blood stained abs. Seamus was frantic and confused. He was fine for three weeks! He was so healthy! Harry collapsed to the ground in pain. Seamus knelt next to him.
'The hospital.' Seamus said frantically.
'No, not the hospital. I hated being in there. It just made me weak and sick.' Harry began yelling in gut-wrenching agony, Seamus grasped his hand.
'I'm right here. God Harry, you came so close.' Seamus choked out tearfully.
'Seamus, I'm sorry.' Harry whispered, he suddenly lost concious before Seamus' eyes.
'PUREFOY!' The cry erupted into the Grand Hall.