Chapter 8
Author's Note: This chapter will be entirely from Harry's point of view. Thanks to Stellar Snape my wonderful beta reader. She has given me an enormous amount of ideas, and the inspiration to keep writing.
Harry waited anxiously for Dr. Santé to continue speaking. He was carrying a folder that was filled with written notation of each of the tests that had been done. He quickly ruffled through each of the tests, then began talking.
"Right now, what we know is that there is absolutely no paralysis, Harry. Another good thing is that your brain was not damaged in the fall. You do have a concussion, as we discussed earlier. We can give you something to help the pain now that there is enough known about what is wrong with you. We are slightly concerned with your back. At most it is just a ruptured disk, something that can easily be repaired. Further tests will be run on that tomorrow. From what we know now--"
He was interrupted with Mrs. Weasley bustling into the room carrying dishes of food she had brought back for the three of them. "Oh, you have the test results, please continue, Doctor."
Dr. Santé did just that. "From what we know now, it looks as though Harry only needs another two days here, as an observation of him in his waking activities. We can fix the injury to his spine tomorrow. It is really a simple fix. Mrs. Weasley, I will explain what you missed once I've done telling Harry. Every other part of you looks great and healthy, Harry. I, myself can hardly believe the tolerance of pain you have. It must contribute to what saved you from your attack against Voldemort when you were a baby. Or it stems from that. It's hard to tell." He stopped speaking to Harry, but continued talking to Mrs. Weasley.
"What I was discussing with Harry earlier is that he is very lucky. He has absolutely no signs of paralysis, which is great and amazing in itself. His extreme tolerance to pain is unexplainable, unless you think of how he survived the first attack against him by Voldemort. How he
managed to live through that, no one can really say. The main concern is his spine. He has a ruptured disk. This can be fixed quite simply, by an extremely easy medical charm. He does have a concussion which is a result of the fall. He may experience an excruciating headache, some nausea, and be extremely sleepy. He can be treated for this as well. The only issue with treating the concussion is that it cannot be stopped completely. We can give him something for the pain, but the other symptoms must wear off on their own."
Mrs. Weasley said, "Thank you, doctor. I hope you can fix the concussion and the spinal injury as soon as you can examine him further."
Dr. Santé acknowledged this, and replied, "That is the first thing on
our agenda, for the morning. I can give him something for the head pain in a moment."
Harry answered this time, "Thank you, doctor. That will be great."
Harry watched Dr. Santé leave the room to get the potion for his headache. He would be extremely glad to get some relief. He had never had
a headache that had felt as though someone had taken a ball and chain and kept smashing it into his head. He was glad that mostly everything went well, though. He hadn't even allowed himself to think of what would happen if he was paralyzed. What was the point of doing that? He was just overjoyed that Hermione was alright. He could not believe that he had saved her, it had happened so quickly. He wondered how Ron could have the audacity to go after Hermione like that. Boys just didn't hit girls, no less send a Bludger after them!
His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione, who said quietly, "Harry, you seem to be thinking deeply. What is going on in that mind of yours?"
Harry snapped out of his thoughts like a popping rubber band. He couldn't tell her all of this with Ron in the room, so he said, "Oh sorry, I'm just glad to be okay. I'm glad you weren't hurt as well."
*** The next morning, Harry was taken back to be examined and have two other tests taken on his back injury. There had not been any paralysis, so the mediwizard wanted to run another x-ray charm on Harry's spine. That came out that there was a ruptured disk and that it advised the corrective charm to use on it. Instead of taking Harry out of the exam room, Dr. Santé told Harry, "I will send a nurse to tell Mrs. Weasley and Hermione the situation. They will alert them that I am soon to perform the charm on your spine."
Harry, nervously replied "Alright. You will be able to fix this, right?"
Dr. Santé replied, "You are being treated by one of the best Mediwizards in Europe. Of course I will only perform to my best effort!" To Harry's surprise, the mediwizard did not sound offendeded. He was able to think much clearer now with the menacing headache gone, since last night.
He listened to Dr. Santé's instructions, to drink a blue-green bubbling potion. Harry hoped it wasn't skele-grow but he drank it anyway.
First it tasted as though a fire were forming in his throat, then it turned into an icy cool mint flavor as he finished it.
Dr. Santé said to Harry, "Now please turn over. It is time for me to
begin the charm." Harry obliged and turned over. Dr. Santé brought out his wand from the pocket in his lab coat, and began casting a charm, "Reparo Spine!" Suddenly Harry's back felt quite odd. In the spot that the charm was cast, it felt as though things were popping back into place. It was a nearly ticklish sensation. "Harry," Dr Santé said, "don't turn over just yet. I need to perform the x-ray charm to confirm that the charm worked. " He quickly performed a "Revealio!" charm that pulled up an
x-ray of the part of the spine in which the charm was done. The x-ray now showed a perfectly normal spine. "Harry, your ruptured disk is now fixed," Dr. Santé said.
Harry said, "Great, now can I participate in a Quidditch tournament this afternoon?" He was glad to be doing fine, and of course just being a little sarcastic to the mediwizard.
Dr. Santé chuckled then said, "I want you to stay here another day for observation. After that, you can slowly resume normal activity. But do give yourself time to relax, and try not to get hit in the back by a Bludger. That is not a good thing to do!"
Harry was pleased to hear he could head back home, well to The Burrow
which may have well been his home for the comfort and happiness he felt there. He could hardly wait to return, and of course get the situation straightened out with Ron. He was angry, but he couldn't do the same thing Ron had done which was let anger and jealousy control his emotions. A nurse came in to help him walk back to his room. Harry was glad to be able to walk. He returned to the room, and said proudly, "I get to come home tomorrow morning! I can't wait!"
Harry watched as Hermione had a rather stricken look on her face. "What's wrong?" he asked her, now feeling as though he had said something wrong.
Hermione responded, her voice shaking, "You said 'home'. You mean the Dursley's don't you? Are you afraid to come back to The Burrow after all that has happened? If so, I don't blame you, but I hope you change your mind.
The look on Harry's face changed from worried to a hint of anger as he spoke. "Hermione, when I said that, I very much meant The Burrow. Home
is a place where you can enjoy yourself and don't feel as though you are a particle of dirt instead of a family member. Living with the Dursleys is a place to live, but The Burrow is the closest thing I can really call to a home right now." He finished smiling.
"Oh!" Hermione exclaimed. "I was worried you had planned on going back to the Dursleys after what happened. I'm glad to hear you are staying, very glad. I agree that home is a place where you feel loved and cared for. I can see why Hogwarts and The Burrow would be more of your home than with those people who are supposed to be your guardians!"
Harry was glad that Hermione had spent this much time at the hospital. He was kind of relieved when she explained to him that Ron would not be by today, and that Mrs. Weasley was busy at the house trying to get it straightened up, after spending such long hours at the hospital. This would give him and Hermione some time to bond.
***
The next morning, Harry was already excited. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley had arrived quite early to come and collect him and get him back to
The Burrow. He was well enough to travel back by Floo Powder with Hermione. They went to the nearest fireplace after Mrs. Weasley had apparated on.
Harry was first, he took the small blue drawstring bag, let Hermione take a pinch of powder out, then he watched as she threw it into the fireplace. She walked into the flames and said "The Burrow". She was quickly whisked away. Harry did the same, and walked into the flames. He was being twirled through green flames until finally he reached the Weasley's living room. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley were waiting for him. At last, he was back safely
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Author's Note: This chapter will be entirely from Harry's point of view. Thanks to Stellar Snape my wonderful beta reader. She has given me an enormous amount of ideas, and the inspiration to keep writing.
Harry waited anxiously for Dr. Santé to continue speaking. He was carrying a folder that was filled with written notation of each of the tests that had been done. He quickly ruffled through each of the tests, then began talking.
"Right now, what we know is that there is absolutely no paralysis, Harry. Another good thing is that your brain was not damaged in the fall. You do have a concussion, as we discussed earlier. We can give you something to help the pain now that there is enough known about what is wrong with you. We are slightly concerned with your back. At most it is just a ruptured disk, something that can easily be repaired. Further tests will be run on that tomorrow. From what we know now--"
He was interrupted with Mrs. Weasley bustling into the room carrying dishes of food she had brought back for the three of them. "Oh, you have the test results, please continue, Doctor."
Dr. Santé did just that. "From what we know now, it looks as though Harry only needs another two days here, as an observation of him in his waking activities. We can fix the injury to his spine tomorrow. It is really a simple fix. Mrs. Weasley, I will explain what you missed once I've done telling Harry. Every other part of you looks great and healthy, Harry. I, myself can hardly believe the tolerance of pain you have. It must contribute to what saved you from your attack against Voldemort when you were a baby. Or it stems from that. It's hard to tell." He stopped speaking to Harry, but continued talking to Mrs. Weasley.
"What I was discussing with Harry earlier is that he is very lucky. He has absolutely no signs of paralysis, which is great and amazing in itself. His extreme tolerance to pain is unexplainable, unless you think of how he survived the first attack against him by Voldemort. How he
managed to live through that, no one can really say. The main concern is his spine. He has a ruptured disk. This can be fixed quite simply, by an extremely easy medical charm. He does have a concussion which is a result of the fall. He may experience an excruciating headache, some nausea, and be extremely sleepy. He can be treated for this as well. The only issue with treating the concussion is that it cannot be stopped completely. We can give him something for the pain, but the other symptoms must wear off on their own."
Mrs. Weasley said, "Thank you, doctor. I hope you can fix the concussion and the spinal injury as soon as you can examine him further."
Dr. Santé acknowledged this, and replied, "That is the first thing on
our agenda, for the morning. I can give him something for the head pain in a moment."
Harry answered this time, "Thank you, doctor. That will be great."
Harry watched Dr. Santé leave the room to get the potion for his headache. He would be extremely glad to get some relief. He had never had
a headache that had felt as though someone had taken a ball and chain and kept smashing it into his head. He was glad that mostly everything went well, though. He hadn't even allowed himself to think of what would happen if he was paralyzed. What was the point of doing that? He was just overjoyed that Hermione was alright. He could not believe that he had saved her, it had happened so quickly. He wondered how Ron could have the audacity to go after Hermione like that. Boys just didn't hit girls, no less send a Bludger after them!
His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione, who said quietly, "Harry, you seem to be thinking deeply. What is going on in that mind of yours?"
Harry snapped out of his thoughts like a popping rubber band. He couldn't tell her all of this with Ron in the room, so he said, "Oh sorry, I'm just glad to be okay. I'm glad you weren't hurt as well."
*** The next morning, Harry was taken back to be examined and have two other tests taken on his back injury. There had not been any paralysis, so the mediwizard wanted to run another x-ray charm on Harry's spine. That came out that there was a ruptured disk and that it advised the corrective charm to use on it. Instead of taking Harry out of the exam room, Dr. Santé told Harry, "I will send a nurse to tell Mrs. Weasley and Hermione the situation. They will alert them that I am soon to perform the charm on your spine."
Harry, nervously replied "Alright. You will be able to fix this, right?"
Dr. Santé replied, "You are being treated by one of the best Mediwizards in Europe. Of course I will only perform to my best effort!" To Harry's surprise, the mediwizard did not sound offendeded. He was able to think much clearer now with the menacing headache gone, since last night.
He listened to Dr. Santé's instructions, to drink a blue-green bubbling potion. Harry hoped it wasn't skele-grow but he drank it anyway.
First it tasted as though a fire were forming in his throat, then it turned into an icy cool mint flavor as he finished it.
Dr. Santé said to Harry, "Now please turn over. It is time for me to
begin the charm." Harry obliged and turned over. Dr. Santé brought out his wand from the pocket in his lab coat, and began casting a charm, "Reparo Spine!" Suddenly Harry's back felt quite odd. In the spot that the charm was cast, it felt as though things were popping back into place. It was a nearly ticklish sensation. "Harry," Dr Santé said, "don't turn over just yet. I need to perform the x-ray charm to confirm that the charm worked. " He quickly performed a "Revealio!" charm that pulled up an
x-ray of the part of the spine in which the charm was done. The x-ray now showed a perfectly normal spine. "Harry, your ruptured disk is now fixed," Dr. Santé said.
Harry said, "Great, now can I participate in a Quidditch tournament this afternoon?" He was glad to be doing fine, and of course just being a little sarcastic to the mediwizard.
Dr. Santé chuckled then said, "I want you to stay here another day for observation. After that, you can slowly resume normal activity. But do give yourself time to relax, and try not to get hit in the back by a Bludger. That is not a good thing to do!"
Harry was pleased to hear he could head back home, well to The Burrow
which may have well been his home for the comfort and happiness he felt there. He could hardly wait to return, and of course get the situation straightened out with Ron. He was angry, but he couldn't do the same thing Ron had done which was let anger and jealousy control his emotions. A nurse came in to help him walk back to his room. Harry was glad to be able to walk. He returned to the room, and said proudly, "I get to come home tomorrow morning! I can't wait!"
Harry watched as Hermione had a rather stricken look on her face. "What's wrong?" he asked her, now feeling as though he had said something wrong.
Hermione responded, her voice shaking, "You said 'home'. You mean the Dursley's don't you? Are you afraid to come back to The Burrow after all that has happened? If so, I don't blame you, but I hope you change your mind.
The look on Harry's face changed from worried to a hint of anger as he spoke. "Hermione, when I said that, I very much meant The Burrow. Home
is a place where you can enjoy yourself and don't feel as though you are a particle of dirt instead of a family member. Living with the Dursleys is a place to live, but The Burrow is the closest thing I can really call to a home right now." He finished smiling.
"Oh!" Hermione exclaimed. "I was worried you had planned on going back to the Dursleys after what happened. I'm glad to hear you are staying, very glad. I agree that home is a place where you feel loved and cared for. I can see why Hogwarts and The Burrow would be more of your home than with those people who are supposed to be your guardians!"
Harry was glad that Hermione had spent this much time at the hospital. He was kind of relieved when she explained to him that Ron would not be by today, and that Mrs. Weasley was busy at the house trying to get it straightened up, after spending such long hours at the hospital. This would give him and Hermione some time to bond.
***
The next morning, Harry was already excited. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley had arrived quite early to come and collect him and get him back to
The Burrow. He was well enough to travel back by Floo Powder with Hermione. They went to the nearest fireplace after Mrs. Weasley had apparated on.
Harry was first, he took the small blue drawstring bag, let Hermione take a pinch of powder out, then he watched as she threw it into the fireplace. She walked into the flames and said "The Burrow". She was quickly whisked away. Harry did the same, and walked into the flames. He was being twirled through green flames until finally he reached the Weasley's living room. Hermione and Mrs. Weasley were waiting for him. At last, he was back safely
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