"Where's Sirius, I thought he would rush to be at the boys' side?"
Dumbledore looked sympathetically towards Harry and replied reluctantly,
"He will be here in the morning, he was rather distraught when he was told of Harry's collapse. I told him to gather himself and visit tomorrow." He then added rather humorously " I did not have the heart to tell him his life long enemy is watching over him."
Snape looked solemnly at the floor and blinked back a fearful tear. Madam Pomfrey soon joined them and checked Harry over.
"Well I'd say he is improving, he should be right as rain in no time."
Snape gave Harry one last wistful look and then swept out of the room. Madam Pomfrey continued;
"It also looks to me as if he's been beaten up! He is simply covered in bruises and winces at the slightest touch."
Dumbledore gave a heavy sigh and nodded reverbrantly, "I see"
Then his mood improved, "lets not mention this just yet, we can talk to Harry when he feels better."
"I think Mr Weasley and Miss Granger would like to see him?"
"…But Headmaster he is in no fit state to be socialising."
" I fear not Poppy my dear, but it will put there minds at rest"
"Very well" she shuffled over to the door and gestured for harry's friends to follow.
Hermione gasped and sat next to Harry sobbing uncontrollably. Yet Ron just stared at Harry's limp form. At that moment Harry sat up abruptly and whimpered in pain, Madam Pomfrey rushed over to help him lie back down, he glanced around the room nervously and managed a weak smile. Hermione stopped crying immediately and held Harry's hand. Ron nodded at him friendly and winked.
"Where's Sirius" Harry asked quietly fighting back a wave of pain.
"He'll be here shortly," Dumbledore emerged from the shadows and approached Harry, he smiled at him fondly and asked;
"Harry ron tells me you haven't been yourself, why didn't you ask for help?"
"well I thought I just had flu, not appendicitis."
"Or pneumonia, didn't you realise something must be wrong when you coughed up blood" said ron hotly, he felt anger claim his upset self, " why didn't you say something Harry, thought you could handle it yourself as you always do, your not invincible Harry, your really ill, why didn't you tell us?"
Ron placed a concerned hand on Harrys shoulder, Harry backed away in pain and blinked back threatening tears,
"will you get Sirius?" and with that Harry sank uncomfortably into his bed and let silent tears roll down his face.
