Chapter Fourteen-Another World
Lea watched her stepson pace around the waiting room in
fear. She silently reminded herself it was Harry's way of
keeping himself sane. Emily was busy reading, or at least
attempting to read a magazine as she sat between Dumbledore
and her mother.
"Harry, honey," Lea said softly.
"He can't die, not after all this. No, I won't let
him. He's all I have left!" Harry said harshly. Lea
watched him react and shook her head. Like father like son.
The poor boy was going to wear himself out if he kept on
like this.
"Harry, he isn't going to die, now would you please
come and sit down."
"Why can't anyone tell me something!" Harry yelled
suddenly. Just as Caitlyn was coming out of the ER.
"Well if you would calm down, I'll tell you everything
I know," she said to Harry. She looked at him, he had
grown in the couple of months since he had left school.
"I'm sorry, what's wrong with him?"
"His appendix has busted, expelling all the fluid in it.
This isn't a good thing because although the appendix has no
purpose it does hold fluid a person needs. We're trying
to help him, however it's going to be up to his body. He
could very well get an infection from the fluids. The
operation should be over in a couple hours, you are welcome
to remain here until it does."
"Caitlyn, he's my father, and even though one year ago I
would have been thrilled to see him die, I can't live
without him. Please don't let my father die." Caitlyn
touched his chin gently then kissed his forehead.
"I know you love him Harry, and he knows that as well.
Don't worry, Caden and I will do everything in our power
and more." Harry nodded.
"Thanks."
"Lea, you need sleep, you're not exactly in great shape
yourself. I'll be back as soon as the surgery is over, As
the assistant to my husband and your doctor Lea, I want you
and Emily to go home and get some sleep. Albus you and Harry
can stay here until you know more. You can return then."
Lea sighed, maybe she would be better off taking care of
Demi, where she could get it off her mind.
"All right."
"Good girl. Harry, your father adores you," with a
gentle and understanding smile she headed back into the OR.
~~~~~~~
Five hours later Caden came out of the OR, a worried but
relieved look on his face. Harry quickly approached the man.
"How is he?" Albus was the first to speak as he stood
up behind his grandson.
"He's asleep, doing better. We're trying to pump him
full of anything and everything that will prevent an
infection. The next forty-eight hours are going to be
crucial. Harry I'll take you back to seem him if you'd
like, while Albus goes and fetches your mother and
sisters." Harry looked at Dumbledore who simply nodded.
Then he slowly followed Caden to a large area, which
he figured was the Intensive Care Unit. Caden stopped
before allowing Harry to go inside the room.
"He doesn't look good, he's hooked up to a lot of
wires, I just want you to know that."
"Okay," Harry said, getting more nervous by the moment.
Caden opened the door slowly and watched as Harry walked in.
He didn't seem to show any surprise to the state that Severus
was in.
Harry looked at his father and felt all his fears hit home.
He was hooked up to machines, IVs and other various tubes
and lines that were helping to keep him alive at this very
moment. Harry looked around to grip his father's hand or
something, and reached out, touching the hand gently touched
it, looking at how large they were compared to his.
"Dad, I don't know if you can hear me, but please hold
on. I… you're all I've got," Harry said nothing, but
continued to hold his father's hand, looking at the man
that had hated him for so many years, and now seemed to be
the centre of the world.
~~~~~~(Going spacey on ya)
Severus whirled around and gasped, looking into the face of
a man much like him, but with blond hair and a moustache.
Severus looked around and raised an eyebrow.
"Who are you? And where in the hell am I?" Severus
asked.
"My name is Jamie, and you are in Limbo, give me a few
minutes another person will be joining us in a moment."
Severus rose an eyebrow again and watched the man with the
moustache.
"All right I'm here, let's get this over with,"
another voice said. Whirling around to his other side
Severus was met by two dark eyes much like his, dark spiky
hair and a silver green suit.
"What are you?" Severus asked.
"I am a Metatron, I'm the voice of God," the
character said. Severus looked between the two.
"Voice of God, okay what in bloody Hell is going on!?"
"Where am I!?" Severus demanded.
"You are in Limbo, Jamie and I are here to help you make
'The Choice'." The Metatron said.
"The Choice? What does that mean?" Severus asked. There
had been a time when he had thought about maybe even believe
in God. As like many wizards no one had ever really had need for
God, but many had found comfort in knowing someone was more
powerful that Voldemort.
"The choice, between life and death," Jamie said.
"Okay, if he's the voice of God, what does that make
you?"
"I choked to death from strep throat," Jamie explained.
"I'm confused," Severus said.
"We're here to show you what your life is like and what
it might be like if you make the choice to live," Jamie
explained slowly. Severus sighed and looked at the two men.
"There really is a God?" He asked.
"Yes, and he seems to think rather highly of you
people," the Metatron said smirking.
"Come on then, let's get on with this," Jamie spoke.
~~~~~~
Harry sat beside his father's bed, as well as Lea. Emily
had opted to stay home for awhile, until later, when she was
more comfortable with seeing her father in a hospital bed.
Severus, the Metatron and Jamie stood behind them watching
Harry.
"Your son is having a lot of problems with this. Many he
hasn't even told you about. Your son needs you." Jamie
said watching Harry, a small smile crossed his face as he
thought of Nina.
"A year ago he would have been thrilled to see me in this
position," Severus said.
"Harry isn't like that. He's nothing like that. He
would never wish anything horrible, even on his worst enemy.
Harry is a lot like Jesus, he knows he's going to help the
world, your world, but at the same time he's so scared of
letting everyone down. He thinks he has to be perfect,
that he can't cry, he can't mess up, or he'll be seen
differently by everyone," Metatron said.
"He's not responsible for this. Poor kid so much has
happened to him. I just wanted to give him a home, and a
loving family."
"You did, don't you see. Harry is happier now than
he's ever been. You gave him all of that. Harry will have
problems all of his life, some big some small, but for the
rest of his life he'll have you to back him up no matter
what," Jamie explained.
"Harry took it so much better than I ever thought he
would to be honest. I was sure he'd hate me."
"I don't think Harry even hates Voldemort. He just
wants to be a normal boy, even if it means leaving those who
have faith in him behind. He wants to feel like Ron or
Draco," Metatron said.
"Poor kid always had it tough. I hope he knows how much
we care."
"He knows," Jamie said softly.
~~~~~~
Suddenly Severus was in the great hall looking around, his
eyes not believing what was before him. There at the
teachers table sat who he believed to be Hermione, Harry,
Ginny, Himself, McGonagall, and several other students. He
followed his older self's eyes towards a young boy sitting
on a stool with the sorting hat upon his head.
"Is that…?"
"That's your grandson, Xander. Your daughter is over
there, and your son, he's sitting over there." Jamie
said pointing to the children.
"I have another son?"
"Yes, and he's a chip off the old block. Cute little
tyke," Metatron said smiling.
"Harry… that means he and Emily are married?"
"Yes. Both are married. Emily is married to the Ministry
of Magic, best thing that'll ever happen to your world.
Harry, well I'll let you find out who they're married
to," Jamie said smiling.