Chapter 2
RON'S POV
What's wrong with Harry? He was fine 2 seconds ago. Why can't he breathe now, is he going to die, oh god he's dying, I can't live without him. My best friend is dying. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Hermione. She will know what to do, right?
"Ron for once could you do something helpful and go get your mum...and bring our trunks with you so there is more space in here"
OH GOD, if Hermione doesn't know what's happening he really is going to die.
I ran as fast as I could to get mum, she has to know what to do; she is mum, mum's know what to do
-MOLLY POV-
I was waiting on the platform when the train pulled up and my boys ran off, closely followed by my little angel." Fred, George, Ginny dears I've missed you" I engulfed my children in a rib breaking hug and we waited for Ron and harry.
-5 min time skip -
They should be out by now, they better have got onto that train.
"Ginny dear, could you go and see where Ron is..." I was cut off by shouting
"MUM, MUM ITS HARRY QUICK, PLEASE, Please, please"
Ron was running towards me, tears streaming down his cheeks.
I couldn't have run any faster if I tried I started shouting down the train "Harry, Harry darling are you alright, where are you?" Then Hermione's head poked out of a compartment a few doors away" in here Mrs. Weasley"
I got into the compartment, I wasn't prepared for what I saw, Harry looked to be having a panic attack, Bill used to have these when he was younger but that was a long time ago, what is it that the heeler said I should do, come on Molly think, think.
"Okay, Harry dear, look at me. That's it, good, good... I want you to take a deep breath okay... Can you do that for me?" I started breathing with him and his breathing got a bit better but if I didn't get this under control we will be back at square one " Harry I want you to tell me 5 things that you can see, alright, 5 things you can do it."
"T-t-the be-n-ch...R-R -Ro-n"
"That's it keep going"
"S-steam...'Mione a-a-and y-you"
"That's right, good, good now I want you to tell me 4 things you can hear. Can you do that for me?"
" Your voice, u-um... The t-train w-is-tle, people on the platform and f-foot steps"
"Thank you, thank you so much, are you okay now or shall we keep going" I could tell that he had calmed, as his breathing was evening out.
" No I'm okay, I'm so sorry, it won't happen again, I'm sorry"
"Hey, hey, don't be sorry, you can't help a panic attack it wasn't your fault, everything's okay, it's all going to be okay"
I gave him a big hug and reassurance that it was all going to be just fine.
We got off the train and waved goodbye to Harry as he got into a cab.
That's odd. I would have thought that his family would come and get him.
-HARRY'S POV-
-time-skip to Dursleys-
I was counting down the minutes till the first time all the ouchies would come back, even if it was always the easiest one to go through as they were out of practice they didn't have as much strength in their kicks, I was still petrified.
3 minutes
Turning down the road just before private drive my tummy felt like it had lots and lots of snitches all in it, I wanna go back to Hogwarts. It's fun there, I can do magic stuff. My hands are shaking uncontrollably and I'm rocking in my seat.
2 minutes
I can see the play park , oh no no no, I can see the play park, I love the play park when dully isn't there, there's the swings and a really fun slide but I need to think about something else, come on harry anything else. Don't think about the ouchies coming back. Where here it's private drive no no no! The driver just brushes off my anxiety as excitement.
1 minute
I get out of the cab and grab my trunk. Then pay the driver the £25 I owe him.
20 seconds
I walk up the driveway nervously hopping from foot to foot and dragging my trunk behind me.
15 seconds
I knock on the door with shaky hands.
10 seconds
I can hear the big thump thump thump of uncle Vernon's big feet against the wooden flooring. It's gonna be okay harry, maybe they will be different, you did very well at school this year.
5 seconds
I can hear the door opening with a loud creek that makes my ears hurt.
4...
I'm grabbed by the hair and dragged inside, my scalp feels like it's crawling
2...
I'm thrown onto the floor and my trunk with all my special magicing stuff is chucked into the living room
1...
The first ouchie is my ribcage and I can hear the unmistakable snap of my bones.