A/N: All right you guys I'm sorry for not getting the chapters up quickly. It's basically hell week for a theatre major. Yes that means it's auditions and call back time but now it's over and I've got some more time. I'm sorry it's taken me a while longer than usual to get this chapter up but I've been incredibly busy with class and everything. I'm getting a brand new laptop next week and I can't wait because I'll be able to take that sucker with my everywhere and if the class doesn't have a lecture I can type and work on my story so you all should be happy about that little bit of news!!! oh and thanks to all of my reviewers, especially Fairymagic because she was my 100th reviewer!!!!! Oh and Hannah, I never know how long my fics are gonna be. I don't plan anything I don't do outlines or rough plot ideas, I just write as I go and I type whatever my screwed up little brain tells me to! ;-) Now I'll just shut up and get on with this chapter since I'm sure that's what you all want. ENJOY!!!!!!

Chapter 6 ('bout freaking time, I know!)

Harry had a very hard time falling asleep that night. Every time he closed his eyes he saw the look of his father's face. He was genuinely scared of what his father would say and moreso of what he would do. His father had already threatened to take Harry and have him put on a feding tube if he didn't eat. But he was sure that the threat would still apply if he didn't keep it down as he clearly had not. Finally he fell asleep only to be woken what he fell like was a few minutes later, by Ron who said loudly,

"Good you're awake! You're never gonna guess what happened."

Harry rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and said,

"What Ron?"

"Your dad didn't want me to tell you before today but Dad got appointed Minister of Magic! We just found out a couple of days ago."

If Harry wasn't awake before, he certainly was now. His eyes widened and a grin spread across his face and said,

"Wow! Ron that's fantastic!"

"Yeah! Now hurry up and get dressed, it's almost time for breakfast. Mum's convinced your dad to let her cook and she's almost done."

Harry nodded and climbed out of bed, grabbed some clothes and disappeared into the bathroom as Ron left. He emerged in the breakfast room 10 minutes later dressed in jeans shorts and a red T-shirt. He could smell the food all the way down in the entrance hall. He loved Mrs. Weasley's cooking and knew she would cook a lot for him.

Once inside the room he saw bacon sandwiches, eggs, sausage, pancakes, french toast and lots of other foods. Harry knew that he would have to eat a lot but figured it shouldn't be too bad.

Harry sat down at the table after bidding everybody a good morning and tucked into the meal. The meal was spent listening to Ron ramble on about quidditch and his parent's plans for the money that his dad was getting now. The twins pulled a couple of harmless jokes and Remus and Sirius pulled a couple on them. Harry put down his glass of orange juice and said,

"Hey Sirius and Remus, why don't you guys tell Fred and George about the Marauders. Since you went to school with them and all."

At the mention of the Marauders the twins quit talking in hushed tones and said,

"You guys know who the Marauders are?"

Sirius smirked and said,

"Know them? You're looking at two of them."

Harry and all of the other people in the room present wished they had a camera at the look on the twin's faces.

"Who?" "Huh?" Fred and George stammered.

"Padfoot" "Moony" Sirius and Remus promptly responded with wickedly mischievous grins.

Fred and George looked like they were either going to pass out or piss their pants (a/n sorry I couldn't help saying it!) from glee! The silence dragged on for a moment while Harry and Ron snapped their fingers in front of the twin's faces and got no response. Finally they just gave up and went back to talking to Hermione and Ginny.

Before long breakfast was over and it was time for everybody to leave. Harry had discreetly excused himself at one point during the meal to go to the loo to throw up. He made sure to eat a few more bites after he got back so not to raise suspicion.

Severus saw that Harry was eating, a lot actually. He saw Harry excuse himself and come back about 5 minutes later and eat some more. The boy didn't seriously think that this was going to fool him did he? He mentally shook his head and sighed and knew that he would probably have to resort to drastic measures if need be.

Harry and his friends did the usual promising to owl. Next was Sirius and Remus who made the same promises. Soon it was just Harry, Draco and Severus standing in the entrance hall. As soon as the front door closed Severus rounded on Harry and said in a low and deadly tone,

"Study now."

Harry couldn't help but falter under the tone of voice and the look on his father's face as he turned on his heel and walked in front of his father to the study. Once inside the comfortable study Severus pointed to an armchair and said,

"Sit"

Harry sat and Severus came over and put his hands on the armrests effectively pinning Harry into the chair with no means of escape and took off the concealment charm. Severus stayed like that for some time without saying anything, letting Harry get good and scared. He let his anger fester a bit and finally said in a low voice,

"Why. That's all I want to know. Why would you do this to yourself?"

Harry knew better than to speak when his father was like this and silently waited for the verbal tongue lashing that was just starting.

"Were you not thinking? Did it ever occur to you that this is dangerous? Did you stop to think what this was doing to your body?"

Harry's resolve was starting to break but Severus wasn't done.

"You just barely got your knee completely rehabilitated and now you're doing this to yourself. Do you have a subconscious wish to go back to the hospital? Do you really like being there that much?"

"No." Harry said weakly starting to shake a bit

"Really? Do you really mean that? Because what you've been doing to yourself automatically constitutes you going and being put on a feeding tube. I told you the first day you came back that if you refuse to eat I'd take you back. Well guess what. This also applies to when you eat but force yourself to throw it up, it's just as bad as not eating."

A small tear leaked out of Harry's eye and he cowered as far back into the chair as he could and Severus stood up fully again and put a hand up to his eyes and said,

"I just don't understand Harry. Put yourself in my place. What would you do in this situation? You have been nothing but distant and difficult since your surgery. Now I have given you space, more than enough I think. I have left you alone and hoped that this current attitude would simply pass over but apparently I was wrong."

Severis lowered his hand to see that Harry hadn't moved from the chair.

"Harry you leave me no choice but to take you to be put on a feeding tube."

Harry started shaking his head and said,

"No, Dad please don't. Please don't take me back there! I promise that I'll stop just please don't take me back there!"

"Harry you don't have a say or a choice in this matter. You can fight and beg all you want but it's not going to stop me now you can either come willingly or I will have to resort to more drastic measures, none of which I'm sure would be very fun for you."

Suddenly Harry's glare turned on full force and said,

"You really think that you'll be able to take me there by force?"

"Oh I assure you Harry I could easily do it. It's very easy for me to simply stun and take you. But I think it would be much more fun to drag you kicking and screaming through the ER. I'm sure you would really enjoy that."

Harry steeled his gaze and said,

"Yes I'm sure you'd enjoy that and I'm not going anywhere. I am sixteen years old."

"That's right you are sixteen years old, which means you're still a minor and I have complete authority over you. That means that I can do whatever I deem necessary and this is definitely necessary."

Without saying another word Severus grabbed Harry's overly skinny wrist and dragged him towards the fireplace with Draco not far behind him, who had been listening outside the study door. Harry hardly had time to realize what was happening he was coming out of the fireplace in the waiting room of the ER at Saint Andrews.

Once he saw the familiar scene of the place Harry began to really struggle. He was kicking, dragging his feet, trying to wrench his arm out of his father's incredibly strong grip. Severus quite literally dragged Harry over to the nurses desk and said while Harry kept up his fight,

"Hary here has been forcing himself to throw up his food for the past month and needs to be put on a feeding tube. Oh I think I should mention that he is severely allergic to general anesthesia."

Surprisingly the ER was empty, which Harry silently thanked God as he continued to fight his father. The nurse gave Severus a look after seeing Harry and he added,

"I believe that we're going to need assistance and restraints to actually get the tube into him though."

The nurse nodded and motioned over 2 other nurses and a doctor. One of the nurses was rather large. The large nurse and one other grabbed Harry's arms and started to drag him towards an actual room and not a curtained off area. Harry was at this point kicking and still putting up a valiant fight and screaming at the top of his lungs. He kept screaming over and over again 'I hate you!' and 'how could you do this to me?!'

Apparently the nurses seemed to know that Harry would have to be sedated because it was quite clear that he wasn't going to let up otherwise. The other nurse that was not physically dragging Harry and the doctor were already at the bed and had already gotten everything set up and ready in record timing.

Even when Harry was on the bed he didn't stop fighting. It took the two nurses who'd dragged him over and the third to hold him down to get him into the restraints that were set up. The doctor held Harry's violently thrashing head as he held a mask over his nose and mouth that delivered the gas to knock him out.

Only after the gas had taken its full effect did Harry totally relax and stop fighting and struggling. He also never got the look of pure undiluted hatred as he locked onto his father's eyes before he lost consciousness.

Draco stood beside his father in complete and total shock. He never expected Harry to act like that let alone to put up that much of a fight. Draco looked uncertainly at Severus who met his gaze for a moment just after Harry had finally been fully sedated.

They stood outside the room and looked through the window in the door to the room that held Harry and they watched as the incision was made just above Harry's collarbone and a tube inserted, secured and hooked up and the flow turned on.

Also a standard IV was put in, heart monitor probes attached, a pulse/ox clip put on his finger and a nasal oxygen intake tube after the gas mask had been removed. Sometime during all of this an ID bracelet was made and put on. The doctor wrote down a couple of notes in Harry's chart, spoke briefly to a nurse, and then came out to speak to Severus and Draco

"Well we're going to admit and move Harry to a room. He'll need to be here probably for a week, it depends though. That fight he put up really knocked him out and his lungs weren't expecting it. It looks like he hasn't been taking his medications regularly. There was a screen done and it came back negative and it should've shown if he'd taken his medications in the last 72 hours. You can go up with Harry when they take him to his room"

Severus nodded and said,

"Thank you Doctor I appreciate it greatly."

The Doctor nodded, bid them a good morning and left as the nurses wheeled Harry out of the room on a bed towards the elevator where they all got in and went up 5 floors. They came out and stopped at a nurses station where the nurses talked briefly and Severus and Draco were told to wait in the waiting room across the hall.

After another 20 minutes a nurse came and told them that they could go see Harry who was in room 509. They both walked into the room and sat in the chairs that were on either side of Harry's bed. Harry was still in restraints under the doctor's orders because more than likely Harry would try to rip the tube out and that would cause a lot of damage. There were also more in addition to the ones on his wrists and ankles. There were also heavy leather straps going across his chest and upper arms, waist and just above his knees to keep him from thrashing about and causing more damage that way.

Severus sighed. He knew that Harry would be sedated for another few hours at least but after that he knew that it was going to be rough. He hated doing this but there was no way that he would tolerate Harry having an eating disorder. His mother had suffered from the same thing while he was growing up. He remembered when he was quite young that his mother had to have what Harry had done to him.

Of course Severus didn't understand and realize at the time. He could remember as he was older passing a loo and hearing the sounds of his mother forcing herself to throw up. He hated it. He couldn't stand it. He would not tolerate it in his own son. He couldn't stop his mother so God help him he'd stop his son before it destroyed his life.

A/N: I decided to stop it here since it's now just after 3am and I'm getting tired and I wanna get this posted. I hope that chapter didn't suck, I personally like it for once ;-) Now push that little button down there and leave a review and tell me what you think but no flames please I don't think I could take it. Hopefully the next chapter should be up in just a few days, a week tops I hope because I'm getting my laptop next weekend and I've got to convert files and all that junk so please be patient if I don't get it up before then. REVIEW!!!!! TTFN!!!