A/N: Well I've started to write the next chapter. Aren't you all glad? I'm sure since this is probably the fastest that I've
gotten out another chapter since this story started. Thanks to all who reviewed, I really appreciate it. I am going to use
an idea that one of you fantastic reviewers gave me. So here's the next chapter and I hope it doesn't suck too much.

Chapter 10 (is it already up to this?!)

Severus was woken up three times during the night by the charm. Twice for Draco and once for Harry. It was becoming
very obvious that both boys were sick. This was going to be trying and he knew it. Severus was a bit frustrated as well
about Harry especially. Draco hadn't been sick at all really since he'd entered Severus' care because Draco had one of
the strongest immune systems he'd ever seen. Harry's immune system was weaker than ever and had been put on
medication to help strengthen it but he still got sick quite easily. He knew that this was going to be bad for Harry
because it seemed like the boy never got a break.

To make things easier Severus moved both boys down into the mini-infirmary so he didn't have to keep dashing up and
down two flights of stairs to get what he would need. He had put both boy's beds practically right next to eachother with
only a small table between the beds.

Both boys were running pretty high fevers with Draco's being a little higher than Harry's. Both had very harsh coughs.
Draco was very congested but Harry wasn't. But Harry had an inner ear infection that Draco didn't. The cough was
particularly bad for Harry since he had just started on the new asthma therapy barely a week before so his
body was still adjusting to all of the new medications.

The day seemed to pass by in shifts. One would wake up needing a dose of medicine, have to be helped to the bathroom
then back to bed and be fed a little bit then drift back to sleep. Then without fail the other would wake up almost
immediately after the first had dropped back off.

Severus kept having to check Harry over the most to monitor his levels primarily. Coughs like both boys had were bad
but to an asthmatic they were easily twice as bad and really knocked out your lungs. That's why when Harry got sick at
the beginning of christmas holidays that he had to be put on a mask.

Severus remembered Draco's pattern from when he was growing up that the boy usually only got sick once a year really.
But when he did get sick it was usually pretty bad and lasted usually for at least 4 days, and that's if it was very light and
not too bad. But this was bad so he'd be sick for probably a week at least.

When both boys were sleeping Severus usually spent his time brewing more cough supressant and fever reducing potions
since he knew he would eventually need them. Just as he was bottling up another cauldronfull he felt the notification spell
go off and made his way back to the room.

Neither boy was awake but Severus checked Draco and found that nothing was worse. He checked Harry and found
that his level had gotten too low. He woke up Harry who confirmed that his chest felt very tight. Severus went over to
the storage cabinet and got out Harry's nebulizer box and brought it back over and quickly got everything set up.

Just after he'd switched on the machine Draco woke up and said in a groggy voice,

"Dad what's going on?"

"Harry's chest is very tight so he's having a treatment. Nothing to worry about so go ahead and go back to sleep, you
need your rest too."

Draco nodded threw a glance over to Harry and rolled over onto his side and almost immediately fell back asleep. Harry
in the mean time was trying to stay awake. His chest was very tight and really hurting. The treatment was starting to help
but the pain was still there and only diminishing a bit. He was almost positive that his father would have to put him back
on oxygen because it seemed that the infection had taken residency in his lungs.

After the treatment was over Severus checked Harry's level again and found it to be better but still low. Severus decided
to ask Harry's opinion.

"Harry I'm a little bit concerned about your level, it's boarderline too low and I'm debating whether or not to put you on
oxygen or not. I wanted to ask you how your chest and breathing feels."

"It doesn't feel too bad, a little hard but not too hard. I say if it goes down again then do it but I don't think I need it at
this time." Harry said sleepily.

Severus nodded and said,

"All right but if it goes down again you're automatically going on it. No fights and arguments right?"

Harry nodded, took in a shuddering breath and said barely able to keep his eyes open,

"No fights, I promise."

With that Harry drifted off back to sleep and Severus cracked a smile, renewed the charm on both boys and went back
to his lab to finish bottling the potion from before.

The rest of the afternoon and evening passed without anything worse happening to either boy. Severus woke up Draco
first to get him to eat some soup for dinner. After Draco had dropped back off he did the same with Harry. Harry's
level had not changed for the rest of the day. Severus figured that it was partially a good thing because at least it wasn't
getting worse but it wasn't getting any better either. Severus let out a suffering sigh and sank into a chair with a book.
The boys would need to take another dose of the potions in a couple of hours.

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The next few days passed easily with only a few problems. Severus was worried because after 3 days Harry's level still
hadn't gone up and at that point it should've. Harry could see how frustrated his father was becoming over it. His father
couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes or the frustrated sigh that would escape his lips. Also the fact that Draco was
still pretty bad and had only improved a little bit.

On the evening of the third full day just after he was finished eating and taking the doses of potion and laying back down
Harry said,

"Dad just do it. Go ahead and put me on it. I'm exhausted from the effort and I could use the help to be completely
honest."

"Harry are you sure?" Severus said seriously.

"Dad I'm completely sure. I should have told you to do it the first day but I was too stubborn and now I realize that I was
wrong in the first place." Harry responded just as seriously.

Severus started to get up and said,

"All right Harry, if you're sure."

Harry nodded and Severus walked around the bed to the large tank that was set on the other side of Harry's bed, just in
case, and got everything set up. Severus couldn't help but feel a little strange about what he was doing. He never really
imagined or anticipated having to do this to his own son, and while he was awake and fully aware of what was happening
no less.

Harry watched everything with slightly clouded over and tired but still piercing and engaging green eyes. He watched his
father's every move and locked onto his father's eyes as he set the small tubes into his nose and hooked the tubing
behind his ears, making the final adjustments and turning the flow on.

As the oxygen flowed through the tubing and into his nose Harry smiled and sighed weakly in contentment. He extended
his hand towards his father, who'd sat back down in the chair between his and Draco's beds, who promptly grabbed it
and sleepily,

"Much better. Thank You."

Severus smiled and ran his other hand over Harry's forehead and through his hair and watched as Harry dropped off to
sleep. Severus had almost forgotten that being on oxygen always seemed to make Harry drowsy and sleep a lot. But
for him that was a very good thing since he was most relaxed.

Severus checked over Draco who was noisily sleeping from being so congested still. Then he walked over to his storage
cabinet and got out his small and portable pulse/ox monitor and clipped it onto Harry's finger. Because now that he was
on oxygen he would have to monitor his levels constantly.

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The next two days found both boys improving steadily. Draco's cough was better, his congestion pretty much gone. His
fever still hadn't broken though and was still quite high. Severus had to keep casting cooling charms on him when his
fever spiked again but couldn't take another dose of fever reducer potion.

Harry's cough was still bad but it had gotten better and less intense but his fever, like Draco's, hadn't broken quite yet so
Severus was kept busy. Severus was still a bit worried about Draco because his fever was a couple of degrees higher
than Harry's and Harry's was easily at 102.5

The fever reducers were working but were only working for very short periods of time and would go right back up again.
Severus tried using a stronger potion but that one didn't get a much better result. He knew that he had iv medications
that could solve it but Severus was almost positive that Draco had never been exposed to needles in general.

The next time Draco woke up Severus said,

"Draco how would you feel if I tried something different to help fight your fever."

Draco blinked confusedly and said,

"What do you mean different, what's wrong?"

"It seems that the strongest fever reducing potion that I have and know how to make isn't working on really steadily
fighting and bringing down your fever. I do have iv medications that are very powerful and would continuously be able to
fight it. Of course from seeing the several iv's Harry's had should know that it involves being stuck with a needle. Do you
want me to do it? I won't do this without your permission." Severus said.

"If it'll help then do it. I've never come into contact with needles before and even though Harry doesn't like them doesn't
mean that I shouldn't try it if it'll help so just go ahead and do it. I'm sick of feeling like this, I just want it to end." Draco
said exhaustedly.

Severus nodded and went to get all of the supplies while thinking that it was amazing that Draco wasn't delirious since
his fever was over 105 degrees, which was extremely dangerous. He gathered everything he would need and made his
way back to Draco's bed and hung up the bag on a stand and, with the needle firmly clasped in his fingers, grabbed onto
Draco's left hand and said,

"Now this is going to prick and possibly sting a bit but that's it. All right?"

Draco nodded and Severus swabbed then stuck the needle in. Draco flinched slightly but that was it and said as Severus
finished securing and hooking everything up,

"That wasn't so bad. But I can see why Harry hates them but then again he's had all those bad experiences with them but
they're not so bad."

Severus smiled and said,

"Well I'm glad for that so why don't you get some sleep, it'll help."

As if confirming Severus' suggestion Draco yawned widely and snuggled back down into his pillows. Severus pulled the
quilt up to Draco's chin and made sure that Draco's hand was above the blanket. He brushed back some stray strands
of hair from Draco's cheek and forehead as the boy fell back asleep.

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Exactly one week later Draco and Harry were completely healthy again. Harry's fever broke the day after Draco's had
and much to his pleasure hadn't had to be put on an iv. By the end both boys were ready to go crazy from their father
keeping them in bed because they wanted to get up and move around. Both boys joked that it was bad enough having
their father being a certified mediwizard and muggle nurse.

The first day that the boys were allowed out of bed they practically dragged their father to Diagon Alley to buy their
school supplies. Severus only let them drool over the newest prototype racing broom for 5 minutes before he dragged
them off to the other shops to get the stuff that they needed.

Severus decided that since they were already in London that he would go ahead and fulfill his promise to Harry for his
new wardrobe. After dropping off their supplies at the manor quickly they ventured out into muggle London and found a
mall and Harry soon was completely stocked. Even though so much had happened with him that summer he'd still shot
up several inches and had gained weight so he was in dire need of new clothes.

Draco also got several new clothes as well. He had also grown considerably that summer and almost all of his clothes
were too small for him as well. So heavily laden down with bags the three returned to Snape Manor just in time to put
everything away before supper.
A/N: Well I think that that was one of the longest chapters I've written for this story, though I'm not sure. I didn't want to
do the whole 'everybody stays sick for a few chapters' so I did it in one shot. Hope that that wasn't a bad chapter. I
wanted to have something happen to Draco to kind of change the 'everything always happens to harry' bit. So I hope that
this chapter will hold you guys off for a little while if I don't write that much in the coming weeks. I've got my theatre
history midterm today and so much work to do it's rediculous but I had some time today and wrote this but don't be
surprised if I don't update for a week or two after since I got this out so quickly after chapter 9. Now push that little
button and tell me what you think but you all know by now that I don't like flames because my stressed out, strung out
and sick (literally as in ILL) mind can take it. So please be patient with me if it takes me a while to get the next chapter
out. Now REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!! TTFN!!!!!!