"How did that happened? I thought the Healer said that this would take at least three weeks." Ezekiel asked

"That's what I'd like to know as well, Lord Black." Ezekiel turned to greet Healer Cohen, who was carrying a notepad with her and an auto-quill.

"Am I going to be alright?" Harry asked a concerned.

"Why yes, Harry. We're simply impressed by your recovery rate. Are you experiencing and pain or discomfort?"

"No, I feel fine, just a bit tired" Harry said, and he did look fine. For Ezekiel at least, Harry looked as a boy of his age, just from the waist up but from the waist down he still looked deflated, for a lack of a better word.

"Very well, I'd like to examine your body to see if there are any issues." Healer Cohen asked. "If the rest of your family could wait behind the curtain, we will begin. Miss Tonks can witnesses, as we agreed."

"You aren't going to check him with magic?" Dora asked confused.

"Given the circumstances, I'll perform both exams. The potions that he took weren't nearly as powerful to do half of this. It may take longer but I don't want to overlook anything."

"Would he be able to eat afterwards?" Ezekiel asked. "He seems good enough and we wanted to celebrate."

"I'm not comfortable enough to give an opinion just yet. I'll be more confident once we're done, but I don't see a reason not to. Now if you may." She pointed at the curtain.

They ran the curtain and sat on Ezekiel's bed again, still surprised for what they've seen.

"So.. that happened.ยจ" Dora said.

"How...? He looked like a rubber chicken the last time I saw him. The Healer said three weeks, this wasn't even twenty-four hours."

"Maybe it's because he's younger?" Dora shrugged.

It would take half an hour for Andi and Cohen to move the curtain again, both looking none the wiser.

"I guess I must commend you, Healer Cohen. Your medication and treatment performed beyond my expectations."

"I'm afraid that I can't accept your compliments, Lord Black. It seems to be that the reason for Harry's improvement, was none other than Harry himself." Cohen explained.

"What do you mean by that, are you saying that Harry's magic healed him like that?"

"It seems to be the case" Andi answered. "By the way the healing went, it seems that recovered a part of his magic and it used the potions to ensure a full recovery. His magic seemed to be using all non-essential tissue before coming here, we asked about his diet and he said they were giving him scraps. It explains why his body was such a mess.

"As you saw, the upper part of his body is now just as an eight year old should be. Unfortunately, the sudden growth has caused some growing pains but the nutritional cocktails that we provided him also contained sedatives, so he haven't felt them yet, but he will."

"His magic did that?" Dora whistled "How powerful is he?"

"I'll talk to Ted. "Ezekiel shook his head. "I don't understand how someone could treat a kid like that. Where is he?"

"He's been looking for everything he can to sue Dumbledore and there's also the matter of House Potter, we don't know if they had any previous alliances or commitments that could bring any problems."

"Well, that aside" said Cohen "he appears to be quite healthy, I believe he might be fully healed by tomorrow. You on the other hand, will have to remain for two more weeks."

"Not...really. I can heal fast as well."

"That's quite surprising, Lord Black. If you don't mind me asking, why haven't you done it already?"

"It's not a healing magic per se and black magic isn't known for it's bedside manners."

"I must remind you, Lord Black, that Gringotts doesn't condone the use of the Dark Arts on it's premises."

"It's not exactly Dark, just not the kind of healing magic that one would use given the choice."

"I suppose I could overlook it, providing that it's quick."

"Oh, it is. If you could just give me a moment, I'll be done. Harry! I'll see you in a minute, okay?"

"Okay!" His voice sounded muffled behind the curtain.

"Could you give me a moment, and try not peeking?"

"Of course, Lord Black. Your discretion is assured."

"I was talking to Dora, actually." Ezekiel said to his cousin, who blowed him a raspberry as they run the curtain again.

"God, he hated this part. Ezekiel though while the Black Magic howled in anticipation.

"It didn't hurt, or if it did he couldn't feel it. It was downright disgusting. It felt as if someone, something licked him with a cold, dead tongue from his back to his fingertips and wherever it passed it left him with a sense of dread. His muscle grew, the tissue filling his limping arm but it didn't feel as it was his. He knew the muscle was there and it would react as he needed it, but it didn't feel, for a lack of a better word, alive. It was cold and numb, as if he had attached the arm of a dead man and his skin scarcely covered the muscles and arteries beneath it.

"Ezekiel?" He heard Andi calling for him.

"It's alright Andi, I'm done." He assured her.

"Oh, that's good, because Harry just took his potions and keeps asking for you."

"I'll be there in a moment." He stretched his new arm to test it. It responded as it should and he knew from past experiences that it would take some time before it felt right, Roughly a year, if he didn't force it. He opened the curtain and greeted his family, to their shock and Cohen's.

"You're healed." Cohen pointed at his arm. "Yet I didn't sense any magic from you. What sort of sorcery did you use?"

"It's a family thing." Ezekiel responded in a tone that denoted very clearly that it wasn't up to discussion.

"Very well, Lord Black. Congratulations on your speedy recovery."

"You got better too?" Harry asked in amazement.

"Well, I couldn't fall behind with you, could I?"

"He's just jealous because he's old and can't heal like you" Dora said.

"I'm a couple of years older than you, how does that make me old?" He asked annoyed.

"Never mind that, I'm happy that you're okay." Andi said while she hugged him. Ezekiel was happy to return it but he noticed how she discreetly checked his arm. Seemingly satisfied, she nodded.

"I'll have to ask for one of the goblins later, there are some things that I need to request. Clothes, for starters."

"You're not going to stay here?" Asked Harry.

"Of course I'll stay" Ezekiel comforted him. "I just want to do it in proper clothes, besides once you're done growing up we'll need to get some new clothes for you. I'm going to burn those rags you had before."

"I'll be happy to call one for you, Lord Black."

"It's alright, while we're at it, Harry. How about a nice meal to celebrate? The way things are going you'll be out tomorrow."

"Really?"

"While you might leave soon, Harry. "Cohen said "I'd like you to come back at least once a week to check on your new body. It may be a bit difficult to adjust to your new measurements, so I'd recommend you to take it slow."

"Alright, enough with the talking. We're here, we're alive and were together (most of us) let's have a nice family meal." Said Andi.

The meal itself rather quite lively specially for Dora and Harry. They joked around with Dora telling him stories of their childhood. She had quite an interesting life during her time at Hogwarts, specially when she helped to conquer one of the Cursed Vaults to help find a missing person on her fourth year.

Harry was impressed by her tales and she enjoyed being the older sister for once.

Ezekiel on the other hand, kept trying to ignore Andi's looks at his arm, which was covered by the scrubs that he was provided. Having growing up with her he knew that once the meal was over he'd be asked to have his arm checked.

Andi was a Black, all up to the moment she was casted out of the family and that meant that she could shrug off some of the most uncomfortable sights that her profession had to offer and act while others felt empathy to the patient. But being casted out of the family meant that she forgot some of their secrets and ways and Ezekiel would make sure she never recovered those memories. It was the least he could do for her.

They finished their meal and Ezekiel wrote down all he needed to a goblin.

"Ezekiel, I think that we need to start making plans for Harry once you two leave the hospital, the school for example." Said Andi.

"Way to spoil the fun, Mum."

"He's a young boy, his education is important." Andi pointed out.

"Wait, first things first. Harry did you went to school?" Ezekiel asked

"Yes, they didn't wanted to leave me in the house alone and Ms. Figg wouldn't take me."

"Ms. Figg?"

"My neighbour, they left me with her some times."

"Well, that's fine then." Ezekiel shrugged. "Which month are, May?"

"June" Dora corrected him.

"Already?" Ezekiel buffed "The schools won't take him at this point. Besides we need to get the paperwork in the Ministry and all that."

"So what will you do? You can't just have him fall behind." Asked Andi.

"I guess... I could ask Gringotts for a tutor or two, then he can start school normally next year."

"And what about the house?" Asked Dora.

"What about it?"

"I think any school would be suspicious if you bring a boy and his home address doesn't exists, don't you?"

"Your house doesn't exist?" Harry tilted his head.

"No, of course it does." Said Ezekiel, who was getting a migraine just by thinking of the road ahead of him "It just can't be reached by people unless I want them to. I like my privacy."

"And they can go there?" Harry said while pointing at Andi and Dora.

"Of course, Harry. Ezekiel keyed in the whole family." Andi said. "But people outside of it can't, they actually believe that it doesn't exist. Muggles tend to notice those things. If emthey emnotice those things then the Ministry will, and if the Ministry does..."

"I'll just buy another house then, to use as a decoy."

"Or... in case Harry makes friends and wants to bring them over? Nice normal life that you promised" Andi said hopefully.

"I-I don't have an friends. Dudley hit the people that talked to me. Aunt Marge came with her dogs one time, they were scary" Harry confessed.

"They are no longer here, Harry" AND IF TED DOESN'T GET THOSE PEOPLE BEHIND BARS, I'LL WIPE THEIR WHOLE ROTTEN BLOODLINE FROM THE FACE OF THE EARTH."

The Black Magic purred at the mere thought of it. The master liked that child. That child was under his protection. Someone had hurt that child. The master would want revenge. IT would give it to the master. IT couldn't wait to hear the screams again, as IT had all those centuries ago. IT's masters used to dance to the screams of those who opposed them. IT would dance with IT's master again. IT shivered with anticipation on the darkest part of Ezekiel's mind.

"And you'll be able to make new friends, to meet new people. Everything will be fine, you'll see." Dora assured him.

They were interrupted by a goblin that let Ezekiel know a bath had been prepared for him, along with new clothes. To say that he was excited about the news was an understatement. He had no problems with any hands-on approach that his job required, but using the same clothes for two days straight, specially when at some point they were covered in his own blood (regardless of the fact that they had been cleaned with magic), was a bit too much that he could endure.

He practically skipped to get cleaned and came back looking as a magical Lord should. He sported a navy blue Crombie style coat with red lining and matching navy cardigan with a white collared shirt, a dark waistcoat, dark blue trousers and black brogue boots.

"So, how do I look?" He asked happily.

"A bit victorian, to be honest." Andi answered.

"Old." Dora said

"You look like the wizards that appear on tv." Harry said smiling.

"Well, the goblins haven't really updated their records on the Muggle society since the last two centuries. You won't believe the things they had to offer. They didn't believe me when I told them of modern underwear, they thought I was joking."

"Am I going to look like that too?" Harry asked amused.

"No, we'll get you something more appropriate." Andi assured him.

"For the record, I look amazing." Ezekiel said

They spent the afternoon playing different games, now that Harry could move his arms. He especially enjoyed the exploding snaps and was quite good at it.

"By the time Andi and Dora had to go back home, Harry was an entirely different boy than the one that had entered the building a day before.

Ezekiel didn't had his hopes up. Harry would definitely need the help of a Mind-Healer, but the fact that he could relax and laugh did bring some peace of mind.

"That was fun, how about we get dinner and then call it a night? I bet tomorrow we'll be able to get you home."

"And then the book?"

"Sure, I think you'll enjoy it more now that you don't have to hear me." Ezekiel chuckled, but stopped when he saw Harry's dejected face. "Unless... you want me to read it to you?"

"Could you...?" Harry asked hopefully.

"You do realize that I'm terrible at this, right?" Ezekiel asked, but Harry simply nodded.

"...Okay." He relented.

They ate their dinner and just as before Ezekiel sat on the chair next to Harry's bed with the book on his hands.

"You're a glutton for punishment, eh?" Ezekiel joked to Harry, who smiled timidly at him. They managed to actually finish the book and Harry slept soundly through the night. Ezekiel looked at the boy in front of him for a while before making sure he was properly tucked in.

"He didn't envy Harry, not one bit. He was the last of his House, just as Harry was of his and that meant responsibilities. Ezekiel had promised that Harry would be able to choose his future, but there was one that even he bowed to and he wasn't sure if Harry wouldn't have to do it as well. Figuring that there was no point in what could or couldn't happen, Ezekiel moved to his bed behind the curtain and got changed into his pyjamas, where another vial of potion waited for him.

The next day both of them were awake before Andi and Dora arrived. It was to the surprised of no one that Harry was good as new, still a bit skinny, but now able to stand and walk. Of course, due to his new size he had to adjust his walking and other perceptions, which meant poor Harry had tripped over his own feet while walking and spilled food and liquids over him when he wasn't concentrating.

Which Ezekiel found hilarious.

"I must say, Harry "said Healer Cohen "That your recovery is as interesting as it is concerning. Your body is back to normal, except for a few stretching marks but those will fade over time. The scar on your forehead will remain however, there's nothing we can do about it, but the protective magic that was casted on you will prevent for any damage to be done."

Harry had brushed his fingers trough the scar, having learned from his first examination that it was only by the love of his mother that he was still alive. While he still felt like a deformed freak, it did console him that his parents loved him. He never told anyone that his uncles had told him that his parents hated him for being the reason for their marriage.

Inadvertently, he had spared the Dursley of a very slow and agonizing death, although if it would be at the hands of Ezekiel, Dora or Andi was anyone's guess. It could very well be all of them.

"Wotcher, Ezekiel, Harry!" Dora said gleefully "Ready to get out of this hole?"

"It's more a cavern than a hole, miss Tonks." Said Healer Cohen trough her teeth "Please refrain from talking to my workplace as such."

"Sorry ma'am" Dora smiled "I guess I got happy that both of them are fine now."

"Fine is a relative term, miss Tonks. Harry will have to follow a very strict diet for the time being, as well as regular check ups. Lord Black has refused to be examined, so I guess we'll have to deal with whatever may be wrong with him on his next visit." Cohen said sternly.

"I'll make sure Harry follows your indications, Healer Cohen. "Andi smiled. "And I'll assured you that Ezekiel will come as soon as something comes up with his arm."

Harry had decided to keep the arrangement that they had, with Healer Cohen and Andi as his personal Healers. Cohen would take the official appointments while Andi would deal with any emergencies that may appear.

The goblins had decided to dress Harry in a semi formal style. He donned a white shirt with a blue blazer and matching blue trousers with black shoes, which Harry found to be incredibly comfortable. Ezekiel had explained to him that goblins used to be shoemakers and took as much pride in this as they did in their bank.

They left the hospital, thanking Cohen for all she had done. Harry would again return the salute given by the goblins and Ezekiel and the rest would imitate him, as this didn't seem to aggravate the magical creatures.

They traveled back to Andi's house for breakfast, Ezekiel would also need time to key Harry in so the Black Magic wouldn't affect him and Andi had told him that Ted had made some discoveries regarding House Potter that he needed to tell him about. This time they didn't found any teenagers looking to insult people, so the ride seemed smoother for them. They went into the house just as Ted finished setting up the table.

"Ah, there you are!" Ted hugged his family one by one "I just finished breakfast, so go wash your hands and eat up while it's warm." He smiled "Ezekiel, I haven't finished yet with all the paperwork of House Potter, but there are some things you should see."

The family sat around the table and started eating while Ted and Ezekiel talked.

"Anything interesting?"

"Why yes, actually. Their main source of income is potions, believe it or not. They hold the rights to many potions used by most of Britain and most parts of Europe."

"Really?" Harry asked.

"Yes, but there's something else you both should know. Your House..."

"Before Ted could continue, a swan entered trough the window. The bird carried a letter on it's beak, which it spat at Ezekiel rather angrily.

"Ezekiel scared the bird away with a wave of his hand, the color having banished from his face. He opened the letter and his eyes widened while he read it. Once he finished it, he placed the peace of paper on the table softly but the look on his deceptively calm face spoke volumes to the rest.

"Is everything okay, Ezekiel?" Andi asked softly

"Oh, I know that face. How angry is she?" Dora said.

"Yeah...that's what I wanted to tell you. He has to speak to Her as well." Ted mumbled. Ezekiel turned to him.

"Next time, please lead with this." He whispered furious.

"What happened, why is a swan throwing letters at you?" Asked a confused Harry. Ezekiel turned to him and sighted.

"We've been summoned by the Queen. We need to go to Buckingham Palace. Now"

I don't own Harry Potter, all characters except OC belong to J. K. Rowling.