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Dangers in the past:
Ryan slowly opened his eyes and saw he was lying on the ground in the Chamber. Groaning, he stood up and looked around. Next to him were Daniel and Dumbledore, and a little farther away lay Ethan, the children, Snape and a few Death Eaters. None of them seemed to be showing any signs of waking up. Sirius frowned in confusion, the last thing he remembered was a bright light shinning through the room and then… Suddenly, fear gripped him and he started looking around frantically for his godson. His eyes caught a small bundle lying still on the other side of the room. As fast as he could manage, Ryan rushed to Harry's side and knelt next to him. The boy had his head buried in his arms but was breathing. His shirt had been torn during the fight and Ryan could clearly see slight burns and bruises forming along the child's back and arms. Gently, he rolled the boy onto his back, supporting his shoulders with an arm.
"Harry?"
The boy didn't even stir. With a worried sigh, Ryan cradled Harry into his arms and stood up. Turning around, he saw that Daniel and Snape had already woken up and were checking on the others. He walked up to them, and both men looked up at him, concerned.
Daniel stood up from where he had been kneeling next to Hermione and walked up to him. "How is Harry, Padfoot?"
Ryan shrugged. "I have no idea, he's completely out of it. We should wake them up and get going. I don't want to stay here any longer than necessary, and I imagine that Harry, James and Lily will be much more comfortable in a bed than in this place." The two men nodded and began to wake up their companions, starting with Ethan and Dumbledore, and then taking care of the children. Ryan leaned against a wall, pulling Harry closer to him, watching as Ethan and Daniel lifted the still unconscious James and Lily into their arms. Nearby, Sirius and Remus looked on anxiously, while Ron was walking around the chamber with Hermione, looking for Derek. They knew they wouldn't be able to get out if they didn't find Harry's snake.
Ryan suddenly felt something wrapping itself around his leg. He stiffened and looked down. Sighing in relief he saw his godson's pet slithering up his leg. Looking up again, he turned to where Ron and Hermione were. "Kids, I've found Derek." Looking now at his waist, he corrected himself. "Or, more likely, Derek has found me."
The teenagers chuckled softly and walked over to them. Snape had already cast a levitation charm on the unconscious Death Eaters and was waiting, somewhat impatiently, as Dumbledore finished rebuilding the room. Once everyone was ready to leave, Ryan left his place on the wall and walked to the doors. The snake hissed something and the doors opened without a sound. Silently, they all walked down the hall, each buried in their own thoughts.
When they arrived at the hospital wing, they saw McGonagall already waiting there with Danielle and Madam Pomfrey. The nurse immediately made them all lay down before she started to check on James and Lily. Ryan refused to get into a bed and was sitting next to Harry, one of the child's hands firmly clasped in his own. Ryan was startled when Madam Pomfrey appeared next to him. The nurse looked down at him disapprovingly. "You should be sleeping, or at least, you should be lying down in bed."
Ryan just shrugged. "I'm not about to leave Harry alone." He turned his gaze to his godson. "How are James and Lily doing?"
The nurse began to move her wand over Harry. "They're fine. They were just under a sleeping charm. It seems that whoever kidnapped them didn't have the time to do anything."
Ryan frowned, that was very unlike Malfoy, but he was way too tired to figure it out right now. Finally Madam Pomfrey finished looking over Harry and turned her wand to him. "Will you lay down? I want to check you out."
Ryan scowled at her. "I'm fine, I'm sure you have better things to do than to worry about me out. Check on the others."
The woman sighed exasperated. "I've already done that. Now will you please lay down?"
"No. How is Harry doing?"
The nurse rolled her eyes and sighing she decided it was best to answer him. "He's fine as far as I can tell, those bruises are quite nasty and I think it will be better to wait a bit to heal them, I have no idea how my magic would react with his right now. He has nearly exhausted every bit of magical power he had and I don't want to risk permanent damage. Other than that he will be exhausted, so it will be back to lots of rest, you know the drill. And now, for the last time, will you get into bed!"
Sirius shook his head stubbornly, gripping his godson's hand tighter, and the nurse glared at him, but before either of them could say another word, a soft voice called out 'Stupify' and Sirius slumped backwards into his chair. Madam Pomfrey looked up, startled, only to see the elder Dumbledore standing calmly in doorway, idly twirling his wand.
At the nurse's surprised look, the old man smiled and came in.
"So sorry to interrupt your lovely argument, but having known Sirius Black for many years has taught me that this is the quickest way to get him away from Harry and into a hospital bed."
The nurse chuckled softly and McGonagall, who was sitting next to the headmaster's bed, laughed. Dumbledore levitated Ryan into the bed next to Harry's, prying Black's hand away from the child's, and then settled down into a chair between the two younger men. Turning towards Madam Pomfrey, the headmaster looked at her gravely. "So, tell me, how is everyone doing?"
From another spot, Sirius had been observing the event with curiosity. His mind had been bursting with questions, even more so when the second Dumbledore entered the room. He turned to Ron, who was lying on his back next to him, looking at the ceiling pensively.
"Ron?"
The youngest Weasley male turned his head.
"That's really your name, right?"
The red-haired boy smiled reassuringly. "Yeah, that's my name. What do you want, Sirius?"
Sirius motioned to the stunned man lying in the other bed. "Is that really me?"
Ron chuckled and looked at Madam Pomfrey who was just beginning to check 'Ryan' over, after having explained the situation to Dumbledore. "Yeah, that's you. A few years older, of course, but still you." With a smirk he added, "Who else would be that stubborn?"
Sirius chuckled and turned to where Daniel was already sleeping. "And that's Moony."
Ron chuckled. "Yes, that's er... Moony." He shook his head in amusement. "It's weird thinking about him that way."
Sirius raised an eyebrow, but his gaze had already moved on to Harry. "Now, for the million galleon question, who is that boy? You know, the one that is supposed to be dead and is called Potter?"
Ron laughed softly. "That, my dear Padfoot, is your future godson, the one and only son of James Potter and Lily Evans. Otherwise known as Harold James Potter, The Boy Who Lived. And everything else you need to know will be explained later, because Madam Pomfrey is not looking happy. We'd better stop talking."
The nurse was indeed glaring at them from Ryan's bedside. With a sigh, Ron sank back down into his pillows and closed his eyes. "Night, Sirius. Good night, Hermione, don't have too many nightmares."
Ron could feel Sirius's incredulous gaze on him, but he smiled when he heard Hermione answer him from his other side. "Same there, Ron, better leave it to Harry, it's his job to have nightmares. Night guys."
Remus, who had also been listening, turned to Hermione. "Er, do you think we are going to have nightmares?"
But the girl didn't answer him, she had already fallen asleep.
Remus shared a look with Sirius before lying down and going to sleep himself.
Looking around the hospital wing, Sirius caught the eyes of the elder Dumbledore, which were twinkling under the dim light of the candles. The old man smiled slightly. In a soft whisper, as not to bother the sleeping patients, Dumbledore spoke. "Go to sleep, Mr. Black, everything will be explained in the morning."
Nodding, Sirius lay down and closed his eyes. He hoped the headmaster was right, because he still had thousands of questions to ask.
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews. Also thanks to Tanya and Gates for beta- reading this.
Dangers in the past:
Ryan slowly opened his eyes and saw he was lying on the ground in the Chamber. Groaning, he stood up and looked around. Next to him were Daniel and Dumbledore, and a little farther away lay Ethan, the children, Snape and a few Death Eaters. None of them seemed to be showing any signs of waking up. Sirius frowned in confusion, the last thing he remembered was a bright light shinning through the room and then… Suddenly, fear gripped him and he started looking around frantically for his godson. His eyes caught a small bundle lying still on the other side of the room. As fast as he could manage, Ryan rushed to Harry's side and knelt next to him. The boy had his head buried in his arms but was breathing. His shirt had been torn during the fight and Ryan could clearly see slight burns and bruises forming along the child's back and arms. Gently, he rolled the boy onto his back, supporting his shoulders with an arm.
"Harry?"
The boy didn't even stir. With a worried sigh, Ryan cradled Harry into his arms and stood up. Turning around, he saw that Daniel and Snape had already woken up and were checking on the others. He walked up to them, and both men looked up at him, concerned.
Daniel stood up from where he had been kneeling next to Hermione and walked up to him. "How is Harry, Padfoot?"
Ryan shrugged. "I have no idea, he's completely out of it. We should wake them up and get going. I don't want to stay here any longer than necessary, and I imagine that Harry, James and Lily will be much more comfortable in a bed than in this place." The two men nodded and began to wake up their companions, starting with Ethan and Dumbledore, and then taking care of the children. Ryan leaned against a wall, pulling Harry closer to him, watching as Ethan and Daniel lifted the still unconscious James and Lily into their arms. Nearby, Sirius and Remus looked on anxiously, while Ron was walking around the chamber with Hermione, looking for Derek. They knew they wouldn't be able to get out if they didn't find Harry's snake.
Ryan suddenly felt something wrapping itself around his leg. He stiffened and looked down. Sighing in relief he saw his godson's pet slithering up his leg. Looking up again, he turned to where Ron and Hermione were. "Kids, I've found Derek." Looking now at his waist, he corrected himself. "Or, more likely, Derek has found me."
The teenagers chuckled softly and walked over to them. Snape had already cast a levitation charm on the unconscious Death Eaters and was waiting, somewhat impatiently, as Dumbledore finished rebuilding the room. Once everyone was ready to leave, Ryan left his place on the wall and walked to the doors. The snake hissed something and the doors opened without a sound. Silently, they all walked down the hall, each buried in their own thoughts.
When they arrived at the hospital wing, they saw McGonagall already waiting there with Danielle and Madam Pomfrey. The nurse immediately made them all lay down before she started to check on James and Lily. Ryan refused to get into a bed and was sitting next to Harry, one of the child's hands firmly clasped in his own. Ryan was startled when Madam Pomfrey appeared next to him. The nurse looked down at him disapprovingly. "You should be sleeping, or at least, you should be lying down in bed."
Ryan just shrugged. "I'm not about to leave Harry alone." He turned his gaze to his godson. "How are James and Lily doing?"
The nurse began to move her wand over Harry. "They're fine. They were just under a sleeping charm. It seems that whoever kidnapped them didn't have the time to do anything."
Ryan frowned, that was very unlike Malfoy, but he was way too tired to figure it out right now. Finally Madam Pomfrey finished looking over Harry and turned her wand to him. "Will you lay down? I want to check you out."
Ryan scowled at her. "I'm fine, I'm sure you have better things to do than to worry about me out. Check on the others."
The woman sighed exasperated. "I've already done that. Now will you please lay down?"
"No. How is Harry doing?"
The nurse rolled her eyes and sighing she decided it was best to answer him. "He's fine as far as I can tell, those bruises are quite nasty and I think it will be better to wait a bit to heal them, I have no idea how my magic would react with his right now. He has nearly exhausted every bit of magical power he had and I don't want to risk permanent damage. Other than that he will be exhausted, so it will be back to lots of rest, you know the drill. And now, for the last time, will you get into bed!"
Sirius shook his head stubbornly, gripping his godson's hand tighter, and the nurse glared at him, but before either of them could say another word, a soft voice called out 'Stupify' and Sirius slumped backwards into his chair. Madam Pomfrey looked up, startled, only to see the elder Dumbledore standing calmly in doorway, idly twirling his wand.
At the nurse's surprised look, the old man smiled and came in.
"So sorry to interrupt your lovely argument, but having known Sirius Black for many years has taught me that this is the quickest way to get him away from Harry and into a hospital bed."
The nurse chuckled softly and McGonagall, who was sitting next to the headmaster's bed, laughed. Dumbledore levitated Ryan into the bed next to Harry's, prying Black's hand away from the child's, and then settled down into a chair between the two younger men. Turning towards Madam Pomfrey, the headmaster looked at her gravely. "So, tell me, how is everyone doing?"
From another spot, Sirius had been observing the event with curiosity. His mind had been bursting with questions, even more so when the second Dumbledore entered the room. He turned to Ron, who was lying on his back next to him, looking at the ceiling pensively.
"Ron?"
The youngest Weasley male turned his head.
"That's really your name, right?"
The red-haired boy smiled reassuringly. "Yeah, that's my name. What do you want, Sirius?"
Sirius motioned to the stunned man lying in the other bed. "Is that really me?"
Ron chuckled and looked at Madam Pomfrey who was just beginning to check 'Ryan' over, after having explained the situation to Dumbledore. "Yeah, that's you. A few years older, of course, but still you." With a smirk he added, "Who else would be that stubborn?"
Sirius chuckled and turned to where Daniel was already sleeping. "And that's Moony."
Ron chuckled. "Yes, that's er... Moony." He shook his head in amusement. "It's weird thinking about him that way."
Sirius raised an eyebrow, but his gaze had already moved on to Harry. "Now, for the million galleon question, who is that boy? You know, the one that is supposed to be dead and is called Potter?"
Ron laughed softly. "That, my dear Padfoot, is your future godson, the one and only son of James Potter and Lily Evans. Otherwise known as Harold James Potter, The Boy Who Lived. And everything else you need to know will be explained later, because Madam Pomfrey is not looking happy. We'd better stop talking."
The nurse was indeed glaring at them from Ryan's bedside. With a sigh, Ron sank back down into his pillows and closed his eyes. "Night, Sirius. Good night, Hermione, don't have too many nightmares."
Ron could feel Sirius's incredulous gaze on him, but he smiled when he heard Hermione answer him from his other side. "Same there, Ron, better leave it to Harry, it's his job to have nightmares. Night guys."
Remus, who had also been listening, turned to Hermione. "Er, do you think we are going to have nightmares?"
But the girl didn't answer him, she had already fallen asleep.
Remus shared a look with Sirius before lying down and going to sleep himself.
Looking around the hospital wing, Sirius caught the eyes of the elder Dumbledore, which were twinkling under the dim light of the candles. The old man smiled slightly. In a soft whisper, as not to bother the sleeping patients, Dumbledore spoke. "Go to sleep, Mr. Black, everything will be explained in the morning."
Nodding, Sirius lay down and closed his eyes. He hoped the headmaster was right, because he still had thousands of questions to ask.
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews. Also thanks to Tanya and Gates for beta- reading this.