A/N Don't own Harry potter.
Abandoned
Harry awoke. He was in a dimly lit room. Alone. He reached for his glasses and put them on. He was at Hogwarts, In the hospital wing. Why?
The memories from Diagon Alley came creeping slowly back into his mind. He had been bitten by something. Harry felt so tired. His body ached as though he had been running for days.
He tried to sit up, but didn't manage it until his fourth attempt. Should he try to get up?
Harry looked around. There were no screens around his bed so he could look around the room. He heard quiet voices coming from Madame Pomfrey's office. Harry decided that considering the trouble he had gotten into last time he had stood up to stay in bed. He lay back down and loudly cleared his throat. Another big mistake. His throat was very sore, as though he had been shouting very loudly. Harry began coughing more violently and small spots of blood littered the pale blue blanket.
Madame Pomfrey, and professors McGonagall, Dumbledore and Snape came running from the office. "Okay Potter, you need to slow down your breathing. Try to stop the coughing if you can" came Madame Pomfrey's worried voice. With immense difficulty, Harry succeeded.
"What's wrong with me?" He said in a hoarse voice. Talking was very painful.
"You were poisoned by the first assassin Potter" Snape said with a bite of impatience.
"Was it an animagus? How did it know where I was?"
"Sort of" Dumbledore said "This was a muggle with the natural ability to turn into any insect he pleased. He could have been following you for hours. Waiting for the right moment to attack you. The poison of the spider was very deadly. We nearly lost you."
"What did it do to me?"
"You were able to get early treatment, so we could prevent a lot of the damage, but needless to say, it attacked all of your systems at once. That is why you are feeling so weak. That and the fact that you broke several bones falling down a flight of stairs onto a stone floor." Snape smiled cruelly as he said the last part.
"I went to get help, I guess I didn't quite make it."
"Still. Your attempt saved your life." Added Dumbledore. Madame Pomfrey asked Harry
"Do you want something for your throat."
"Yes please" Harry mumbled "why does it hurt so much?"
"The antidote is very acidic. You have some nasty burns in your mouth. Still, I'm sure as nobody wants the boy who lived to suffer you'll be healed." And with that Snape swept out of the room.
Harry drank the potion for his throat and was left alone with Dumbledore and McGonagall.
"Harry, I'm going to see to it that there is always somebody with you when you are in a room that can come to your aid when the second assassin comes. I have to go and tell Arthur and Molly that you are alright. They are currently in the Great Hall as I ordered them out to get some food. See you later." ( I was alone just now, Harry thought, but decided not to comment).
Minerva sat down next to Harry, who asked "How long was I asleep?"
"About two days."
"Oh." Harry looked up at the ceiling, not wanting to meet his professor's eye after what had happened on the knight bus.
"How have you been settling in to life with the Weasleys?"
"It's good. I have my own room and I get on with everyone, so yeah. Good"
"Excellent. Have you had anymore visions?"
"No - except with the assassins." Harry then gave a huge yawn.
"Try to get some sleep. - you might feel a lot better in the morning" the professor said kindly. Harry looked at her wearily. If he hadn't met her on the knight bus then he wouldn't have survived the summer.
"Thank you." He whispered
"For what?" But Harry didn't answer. Waves of exhaustion overcame him and he fell asleep.
A/N This chapter is shorter than the others. Sorry. It's almost 1 O' clock a.m. Who knows? If I had done this earlier Harry may save stayed awake a bit longer!
Abandoned
Harry awoke. He was in a dimly lit room. Alone. He reached for his glasses and put them on. He was at Hogwarts, In the hospital wing. Why?
The memories from Diagon Alley came creeping slowly back into his mind. He had been bitten by something. Harry felt so tired. His body ached as though he had been running for days.
He tried to sit up, but didn't manage it until his fourth attempt. Should he try to get up?
Harry looked around. There were no screens around his bed so he could look around the room. He heard quiet voices coming from Madame Pomfrey's office. Harry decided that considering the trouble he had gotten into last time he had stood up to stay in bed. He lay back down and loudly cleared his throat. Another big mistake. His throat was very sore, as though he had been shouting very loudly. Harry began coughing more violently and small spots of blood littered the pale blue blanket.
Madame Pomfrey, and professors McGonagall, Dumbledore and Snape came running from the office. "Okay Potter, you need to slow down your breathing. Try to stop the coughing if you can" came Madame Pomfrey's worried voice. With immense difficulty, Harry succeeded.
"What's wrong with me?" He said in a hoarse voice. Talking was very painful.
"You were poisoned by the first assassin Potter" Snape said with a bite of impatience.
"Was it an animagus? How did it know where I was?"
"Sort of" Dumbledore said "This was a muggle with the natural ability to turn into any insect he pleased. He could have been following you for hours. Waiting for the right moment to attack you. The poison of the spider was very deadly. We nearly lost you."
"What did it do to me?"
"You were able to get early treatment, so we could prevent a lot of the damage, but needless to say, it attacked all of your systems at once. That is why you are feeling so weak. That and the fact that you broke several bones falling down a flight of stairs onto a stone floor." Snape smiled cruelly as he said the last part.
"I went to get help, I guess I didn't quite make it."
"Still. Your attempt saved your life." Added Dumbledore. Madame Pomfrey asked Harry
"Do you want something for your throat."
"Yes please" Harry mumbled "why does it hurt so much?"
"The antidote is very acidic. You have some nasty burns in your mouth. Still, I'm sure as nobody wants the boy who lived to suffer you'll be healed." And with that Snape swept out of the room.
Harry drank the potion for his throat and was left alone with Dumbledore and McGonagall.
"Harry, I'm going to see to it that there is always somebody with you when you are in a room that can come to your aid when the second assassin comes. I have to go and tell Arthur and Molly that you are alright. They are currently in the Great Hall as I ordered them out to get some food. See you later." ( I was alone just now, Harry thought, but decided not to comment).
Minerva sat down next to Harry, who asked "How long was I asleep?"
"About two days."
"Oh." Harry looked up at the ceiling, not wanting to meet his professor's eye after what had happened on the knight bus.
"How have you been settling in to life with the Weasleys?"
"It's good. I have my own room and I get on with everyone, so yeah. Good"
"Excellent. Have you had anymore visions?"
"No - except with the assassins." Harry then gave a huge yawn.
"Try to get some sleep. - you might feel a lot better in the morning" the professor said kindly. Harry looked at her wearily. If he hadn't met her on the knight bus then he wouldn't have survived the summer.
"Thank you." He whispered
"For what?" But Harry didn't answer. Waves of exhaustion overcame him and he fell asleep.
A/N This chapter is shorter than the others. Sorry. It's almost 1 O' clock a.m. Who knows? If I had done this earlier Harry may save stayed awake a bit longer!