Chapter Thirteen-The Problem Grows Worse 
 
Dumbledore spent most of the day with the twins and his new granddaughter. Telling them stories of their parents as young children, and telling them stories of the wizarding world when he was a boy. The next several days went by in a blur. Harry and Emily continued taking care of each other and their little sister. They were doing fine and having a great time. Twelve days passed with ease and soon Severus and Lea came home by Floo with smiles on their faces. Harry embraced his father while Emily handed Demi over to Lea and hugged him as well. Harry met his father's eyes and didn't miss what the others had missed. His father was pale, paler than he should be. His smile didn't reach his eyes and it looked as though he were hiding a pained expression. Deciding to speak with his father about it later they hurried off to dine at a large beautiful muggle restaurant. 
 
Harry watched his father throughout all of dinner and on the way home. His father had ordered something small and hadn't eaten much of it. He mostly just smiled or spoke when spoken too and would grimace every once in awhile. 
 
Harry headed up to bed around midnight that night. As he was heading into his room he saw his dad coming out of the bathroom, he looked horrible. 
 
"Dad are you all right?" Harry finally asked. Severus looked at his son. 
 
"Yeah, I'm fine buddy, going to sleep?" Harry sighed and nodded. He knew his father would hopefully tell him when he wanted to or felt comfortable about it. 
 
"Hey dad, can we spend a little time together, tomorrow?" Harry asked gently. Severus smiled and touched his son's shoulder. 
 
"Sure buddy, what would you like to do?" 
 
"Horse riding or something." 
 
"Okay, we can work on your transfiguration as well," Severus smiled softly as he son groaned. 
 
"Night Harry, sweet dreams," Severus said watching Harry walk into his room. 
 
"Night dad, I'll try and I love you." 
 
"Love you too," he replied. Harry climbed into bed and smiled as his father turned the light off and closed the door, leaving Harry to think about his father. 
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Harry and Severus rode for what seemed like hours, from nine in the morning and just kept riding, through lunch and they were heading through dinner. 
 
"Dad, are you really okay?" Harry asked as he pulled his horse to stop so they could watch the sun set just in front of the pitch. 
 
"What are you talking about?" Severus asked calmly. 
 
"You might be able to hide the pain from them but you can't from me. Please tell me why you didn't eat yesterday and why you seem to be in pain?" Severus eyed his son wearily and nodded finally. Getting off his horse he stepped onto the grass and headed towards the nearest tree, Harry seeing this, quickly followed suit. 
 
"I've been having pains in my right side, I don't know why, and I will not tell your mother. I'm fine Harry; I've probably been overworking myself or something. Now don't worry." 
 
"Dad, I'm going to worry. I just got you, I won't lose you." Harry said. Severus sat up and grabbed Harry by his upper arms, gazing into his eyes. 
 
"You won't lose me Harry. It's nothing really." Severus said, suddenly the pain ripped through him like nothing he had ever felt before. It even seemed to beat the Cruciatus Curse. Severus gripped his side in fury, trying to stop the pain. Suddenly he found himself throwing up what little was left from the breakfast he had eaten and blood. 
 
It was how pale his father became in a matter of seconds that told Harry nothing was okay. The blood his father began to throw up just confirmed every fear inside of him. Harry quickly gripped his father's shoulders when he was finished and apparated into the house, where his father fainted in his arms. 
 
"MOM!" Harry yelled as his sister came rushing down the stairs and saw her father. 
 
"What happened?" Lea asked as she hurried towards her son and husband. Emily now joined them. 
 
"We were talking and suddenly he got really pale and began to throw up blood," Harry was trying not to lose it in front of his sister. 
 
"Emily go floo Remus and your grandfather, then get ready, we're flooing to the hospital," Lea said as she looked at her husband, who was out cold in their son's 
arms. 
 
"Lea?" Lupin asked as he stepped through the fireplace and into the living room, Dumbledore not far behind. 
 
"We're taking him to St. Mungo's, I need one of you to stay with Demi, she's asleep in her crib upstairs," Lupin looked at Albus. 
 
"I'll stay, you've known him longer Albus," the old wizard nodded a thanks and watched them gently get Severus over to the fireplace. 
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As soon as they were at St. Mungo's a flurry of action began around Harry and his father. Doctors asking questions so they could better diagnosis about what was going on around them. 
 
"Get him into the ER, I think he's got a bad appendix, call the OR it may have already burst!" Caden yelled.