A/N Although I have felt unable to write a single word since the dreadful news. I felt today would be a good day to write. My father, stubborn and proud did not suffer and went peacefully in his sleep. His ashes were bought down to Eastbourne by my sister and I was able to say my goodbyes here at the crematorium and lay flowers. I also braved the shave to raise money for macmillan cancer support. I feel a bit better for having done this. I am now scalp-bald but the barbers assured me that my hair would grow back in 5-6 months.
Now on with the conclusion….
Unforgivable
Harry opened his eyes to find Luna sleeping with her head rested on the blanket that covered him. "Luna" he whispered as he gently shook her. "Dirigable plums!" Luna shouted as she sat up bleary-eyed. Harry smirked and Luna clipped him round the ears. "Don't cheek me, Harry James Potter!"
"Why am I in St Mungo's curse ward?"
Luna wiped her tears "Molly Weasley used an unforgivable, The Cruciatus curse! " she seethed "You used yourself as a shield to stop it hitting me!"
"Hermione called it 'my saving-people-thing', I guess she cottoned on to that in my second year."
"Ah, Mr Potter, your fiancé has been very worried about you, young man" The healer said chuckling "How are you feeling"
"Like I have been run over by a thousand stampeding Hippogriffs" Harry murmured bluntly. They all heard a commotion in the outer corridor. "Harry is my godson and you have no right to keep me from him, you little upstart, currently you have no antidote to the cruciatus curse and I do. I read all of Lily potter's potions research and Harry's mother was the best in potions only second to myself."
"I know him!" Harry had pulled himself out of bed and walked on crutches still shaking from the after-effects, he pushed open the swinging door "Let my Godfather pass or have you suddenly forgotten how much help he has provided in the way of antidotes." Harry sneered at the young snobby wizard "Godfather, Chief Healer Smythe is most anxious to meet you."
Harry collapsed then no longer able to stand of his own violition due to extreme pain. He had broken his leg in two places on the floor as the unforgivable hit him violently. "Harry!"
Severus flicked his wand at Harry and swiftly transferred him back to the bed with a levitating charm. "Ms Lovegood, inside my overcoat is two vials, a painkilling potion and the antidote to the cruciatus. Give him the antidote first and then the pain potion."
"Yes, professor" Luna tipped the antidote down his throat first.
The shaking ceased altogether and then Luna gave him the pain potion giving Harry immediate relief from the muscle spasms. "Sevrus" Harry mumbled as he drifted off to sleep.
"Ms Lovegood. He will sleep now, could you owl the Dursley's and let them know that all is well?"
"Yes, sir" Luna left for the owlery in the Hospital and Severus brushed aside Harry's hair to look at the scar. It was healing nicely and Harry had submitted a full examination of his so-called curse scar. "Damn you to Hell, Dumbledore, you murdered my lovely lily and took away this boy's mother for nothing!"