AN: Hi, everyone! I know it has been forever, but I finally got around to editing this chapter that percyjackson135 wrote. I wanted to do it before the New Year, so here it is. We hope you enjoy it! Happy New Year, everyone!

Chapter 14:

As Remus was feeding the babyish teenager, Zacharias and Sirius went up to the fifth floor where the hospital gift shop and tearoom were. The teenager was indeed very tired and the older man could see that. Although he was still a little wary of Zacharias because of his father, it didn't mean that he didn't have a heart. Serious loved his godson and if being a baby was what he needed, then who was he to stop him?

As soon as the two of them ordered their food and sat down, Sirius said, "Please explain to me, one more time, why Harry is in the state he is? I am not blaming you; I need to understand the situation so that I can help him if I can."

Zacharias was at a loss for words at first. He wasn't sure how to explain to Harry's godfather the very real, but bizarre need that Harry had ever since coming out of the graveyard. It was almost as though Harry himself could not control when it happened to him. With great difficulty, Zacharias explained, to the best of his ability, what really happened to the younger boy.

"First, I want to apologize for my father's actions against you when you were in school," he began. "I can assure you that what he did to you was wrong and I am nothing like him. As I told you before, I may have been a little prejudiced at first, but that was my father's doing, not mine. I am just a teenager who is trying to do the right thing. Harry needs someone to take care of him because… Because… I don't think anyone really has. His aunt allows him to stay in her house, but she does not love him. The only reason the blood protection is working at all is because Harry has not stopped calling number 4 Privet Dr. his home. The other point I wanted to talk about is his scar. Not only has it not healed; there is something about it that greatly troubles me," The older man sat up straighter when Zacharias mentioned the famous scar. Come to think about it, Sirius realized he had noticed something similar. However, he was unsure of what it was, so he only listened as the teenager explained further, "It really hurts him a lot and sometimes, sometimes I can see a hint of scarlet, but I don't know what it really means. Is You-Know-Who trying to possess him or something? Because if he is, that would explain the visions he is having and why he gets sick all the time."


Meanwhile, the young werewolf sat, exhausted in the chair next to the hospital bed which Harry occupied. He truly felt bad for not remembering the entire lullaby that Lily used to sing to him, but he was going to make it up to his cub. Being his teacher in third-year wasn't enough to make up for lost time with the cub whom he so desperately loved. Although exhausted, Remus was unable to fall asleep due to the mounting tension he felt whenever the young teenager showed signs of discomfort or fear.

Every so often, the werewolf heard the young teenager mumbling unintelligibly in his sleep. However, the few words he could catch were "hurts" and "Dada." Remus' heart clenched every time he heard those words because he assumed that Harry was calling for his real father, which, in a way, he was.

Although he did not remember his real parents, the teenager definitely had a gaping hole where they should've been in his heart. He missed them terribly but was unable to say so. That, and he was in a lot of pain from his belly and his scar. It was all the werewolf could do to keep him calm and relaxed. It was very difficult for anyone to wake up in a strange place, let alone a place he had never been before.

Up on the fifth floor, Sirius and Zacharias were just finishing up their food and drinks. Although the older teenager looked remarkably calmer, there was no doubt that he was still scared for Sirius' godson. Scared that he had failed, scared he wouldn't be able to save the child the way Harry needed to be saved. He was also scared he would be killed in the process.

As if Sirius read Zacharias' mind, he said gently, "I am sorry for misjudging you. It is clear to me now that you only want what's best and you don't have to be afraid. If you are really that worried, you should probably talk to Dumbledore. I think he would be the best person to help both of you."

"Does he know?" Zacharias asked. At Sirius' confused look, Zacharias clarified, "Does he know that his aunt does not love him? Does he know that Voldemort is trying to use him?"

The older man sighed heavily. "In some ways, he does. But in others, he has made a lot of mistakes. But don't judge him too harshly for that. We are all human, and we all make mistakes, especially big ones. Well, you and I should probably get back to Harry's hospital room or he will probably go crazy!"

Zacharias laughed; the first time he had done so in a few months, "Yes, I know exactly what you mean. And just so you know, whenever Harry is a baby, he really is one, because the school nurse has made it possible for me to give him a special potion that allows him to become what he needs to be. It is not harmful to him, I promise. It does not last very long at all, and if I give him more than two or three drops of this potion, it turns him into a baby under one-year-old. As I told you before, he feels safer this way and I can show you what I mean if you and Remus are comfortable with that."

Without another word, the two of them left the tearoom and headed back to the main hospital area.