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Severus' hands began sweating, his forehead began dripping sweat. His heart began to pound. His hands began shaking a little. Severus tried to ask a question, but nothing would come out when he tried to speak.
"Severus? Are you feeling alright?" said Madam Poppy as she placed her hand on Severus' shoulder.
Severus looked pale and didn't respond. Severus' world was spinning all around him. The words he was hearing wasn't making any sense to him whatsoever. Madam Poppy helped Severus to a chair and sat him down in it.
"Severus, you need to look and listen to me right now. Harry isn't dead, I just felt like you should know he coded a few times. I didn't think you would over react like this. He is in critical condition but he should pull through. I am highly suggesting that he should be monitored over the next twenty-four to forty-eight hours. I am also really recommending that he will need to be on a medication for his suicidal thoughts and suicidal actions." said Madam Poppy as she tried to calm Severus down.
Dumbledore walked through the doors and looked at Severus and shook his head. Dumbledore yanks Madam Poppy by the arm to pull her away from Severus for a moment. Dumbledore sighs with an attitude and crosses his arms.
"Is the boy, fine Poppy?" said Dumbledore in a careless voice. Dumbledore seemed to care less about the boy who lived twice! First time from Lord Voldemort and now a second time from a self-harm suicidal attempt.
"Yes he fine for now, Headmaster, but please cheer up! I am tired of dealing with your careless attitude. He is in critical condition but should be okay if he is watched carefully." said Madam Poppy.
"Just great! I am so tired of dealing with these spoiled ass bitches these days. Years ago women would abide by your command and whatnot, but oh no they had to speak up because they felt unjustified in the world." said Dumbledore as he stormed out the hospital wing door.
"I am sorry about him, Severus, he's just got something stuck up his ass or something. I don't know for sure but come on, I will show you Harry. He is in the recovery room" said Madam Poppy.
"Yeah let's check on the poor boy. Dumbledore is ready for fucking retirement in my opinion, Poppy." said Severus as he walked with Madam Poppy down the hallway into Harry's recovery room.
Severus saw what Harry looked like. He felt sorrow and felt very bad for Harry. He walked in the room and pulled a chair up next to Harry and held his hand.
"Poor boy, you have been through way to much already in your life. I promise I will do my very very best to keep you out of harms way. " said Severus as a tear streamed down his face. Severus never showed emotion to anyone like this before. What makes Harry so special though? Perhaps it is the way his psycho aunt and uncle treated him is what made Severus had pitied Harry so much.
It was winter time, when Harry self harmed himself. Severus watched Harry carefully even though he didn't move much or say anything. Harry was quiet as a mouse.
"Harry, I want you to understand that I care for you and I want to keep you away from your hideous aunt and uncle, alright?" said Severus as he looked at Harry.
Harry didn't say anything after Severus said that. He just looked at Severus with a blank look on his face.
"I know you are really going to hate me for this, but please don't, it isn't my decision! Spring is onto us very soon and summer will be approaching even sooner. I am really sorry to tell you this but the headmaster is sending you back to your uncle and aunt for the summer as supposedly there isn't enough "abuse" evidence to go by to keep you here. I will try my very best to deny the appeal and see if you can stay with me for the summer." said Severus in a weakened tone.
Harry turned pale as a ghost with a frightful look on his face. He knew what that would mean and he knew what those assholes would do to him.