A/N Harry's not acting right is he, but will he get better or worse? Do you even need to ask?! I must add for all who are still unsure yes Harry has been poisoned by the Butterbeer I thought that was clear but maybe not…Enjoy, thank you all who reviewed.

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When the Worst Is Coming

Chapter Four

Mind Games

How Harry got through the next two days, it is hard to say, looking back Harry remembered everything, apart from what happened after he read the article, but it must have been bad because he was locked in his bedroom

(He feared that he may be moved back to the toy room - but Dudley needed it too much, also the cupboard was too full to put him in there either)

He also he got an Owl from Dumbledore the next day when he awoke at 12:00 pm asking why he left the house for over 6 hours returning at an late (or early) hour.

Dear Harry,

Please send an Owl back to let me know that you are okay, because you went through the wards when you went out last night and I noted you didn't return till late so I was worried, see you tomorrow at 5:00 am

Prof. Dumbledore

Harry of course Owled back immediately saying he was fine and sorry for alarming anyone, though Harry was tempted to Ask him if he would mind his own business and sop being so damned nosy!

Later he wondered why he would want to say that to his headmaster.

The explanation for being out for so long last night was missing because he could not remember anything about it, his headache just intensified whenever he tried to think about it. He suspected it was not magical but more to do with a well known (Magical and Muggle) 'Hangover' he also had an immense aching in his back and arm not much fun.

Therefore, He decided to convince himself that last night he left his room; all of the Dursley's were out so he went into Surrey still a tad angry, and then he got drunk…somehow, at pub maybe, then fell over, grazed his back (that was why it was hurting so much) and got back a bit late.

If only that was the truth…

******

"Wow, look at this place, Lil H is going to love it here, hey Moony - I can call you that now can't I?" (Remus nods) "Is this the right place?"

"Yes it is, and you can quit calling Harry 'Lil H'."

"Aawww, he'll love it"

"Umm"

The island was truly beautiful, it was a quiet Magical island, though there were some shops over with a large forest backing the House, the house was fairly small and basic, but was very pretty nevertheless and in a lovely location on the beach.

The two walked around the house deciding which room each of them should have, they also started to plan the evening Harry gets there, putting decorations up and so forth.

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Harry finally dragged himself out of bed wincing at the pain in his back, there was a cloth taped to both his back and right arm he decided to leave it like that he didn't want to cause himself any more pain than he was already in.

The rest of the day passed in a bit of a blur to Harry he tried to eat something a few times, but just threw it back up, Nice.

Harry was not allowed out of his room most of the day or evening so he never got to turn the Dursleys into something green and slimily like he planned, Shame.

In fact Harry just lay in bed most of the day feeling sorry for himself and packing at one point Uncle Vernon came in when he was back from work, he might have hit him nothing he wasn't used to.

Harry knew he could have defended himself had he not been so tired and felt so sick. Worryingly he was just too tired to stop him nowadays he knew he was more than capable of hurting him maybe even killing him but he just couldn't. He felt like his mind was paralysed sometimes as if his body wasn't responding to what his brain was telling him.

Even the next day when he woke up at 4:30am he still wasn't feeling great, and wondered if hangovers were supposed to last this long. To cheer himself up he drank one of the two remaining Butterbeers from Hagrid. He was surprised to find that he did not actually feel much better after it, in fact he felt a bit worse.

He could not stomach breakfast so he just waited at Magnolia Crescent feeling odd.

He was hugely relived when Professor Dumbledore turned up and took Harry to the airport by Portkey, fun. Harry thanked Dumbledore and assured Dumbledore once more that he was fine. This of course was a lie. Harry was not sure why he wanted to lie to his headmaster, so he decided to talk to Sirius and Remus about it.

He waited for his flight which he was pleased to find was on time. He rather enjoyed flying it wasn't so bad at first, having the air hostesses wait on you, and give you lots of free bottles of spirits, okay so his stomach wasn't up to food and definatly not alcohol, but he could keep it for another time, after all his birthday was coming up soon…

However, after a while the allusion wore thin, aeroplanes soon became very boring and claustrophobic by the last flight change Harry was very glad that there was a big delay, because the less time on the flight the less sick Harry felt.

******

"A little to the left, more, more, more, more," Remus snapped he was going to fall off his chair if he moved.

"Sirius!" Sirius laughed.

"Sorry, a bit to the right, yeah that's about it. Now that's the balloon's and the streamers done, but where is the banner-"

A tapping at the window, "who could that be", interrupted Remus?

Sirius went to the window and read the message, he paled reading it.

Dear Sirius, and Remus,

I am just writing you a letter to hopefully not worry you too much, yet to draw attention to Harry. Last night he left the house for over 6 hours I think this would be after he recived my letter explaining Ernie Mcmillan's death, also a newspaper article which I have attached in this letter as well, which it basically blames harry for their deaths. I told him not to take any notice of it, but I regret sending it, but I must add, if I had not he would have found out through less polite company.

Also today I noticed Harry looked quite ill indeed, I asked if he was alright but he said he was fine, you can judge for your self if you feel this is the truth or not.

I apologise if I worried you needlessly,

Dumbledore.

"If Albus is worried then he must be bad," Remus stated.

Sirius just nodded mutely.

*****

Delays, delays and more delays.

Harry decided his flight couldn't be delayed this long so he asked a foreign airport attendant who looked like he might understand a few words of English.

"Damn" was the only thought going through his mind "Damn, damn, damn." He muttered as he sat there staring at the flight board he put his head in his hands, how stupid, he'd missed his flight, how was he supposed to know there was no destination just a flight number?

Harry just hoped Sirius and Remus were not worried…

*****

"We should leave now, Moony" Sirius said throwing a worried glance at the newspaper article in the bin.

"Okay, but it is a bit early-"

"Just in case then we can pick some candy floss up for him on the way." Sirius said eagerly.

"He's not four years old! Also where on a virtually deserted island at 11:00pm are you going to find a candy floss shop?"

"Fine, dream wrecker" Sirius resigned

Lupin just laughed, "You can pick a small gift up for him at the airport, if you are desperate!"

"Yeah" Sirius grinned

Remus just shook his head and pushed Sirius who was now a big black dog out of the house and they walked along the beach until they were out of the Anti-Apperation wards then Remus grabbed Padfoot by the scruff of his neck Apperated to out side the tiny airport the other side of the island.

When there they waited for his plane to come in patiently but when no Harry walked off the plane he was supposed to be on they started to get nervous.

Sirius started to pace up and down still in dog form until Remus got annoyed, after a while Remus when to speak to an attendant.

When he came back he looked a bit relived, he whispered to Padfoot that a extra place had been booked onto the next plane, this looked like a good sign hopefully he would be here soon, the next flight was at just past mid-night, just under an hour later than the original flight. In half an hours time.

*****

Finally, Harry was on the flight, he breathed a sigh of relief; it would all be over soon, he checked his watch, half an hour.

Harry tried briefly to get to sleep, but he just started to feel worse, he had a horrible feeling in his stomach, and he felt himself getting hotter and hotter his head was spinning, then he felt the plane touch down, thank goodness.

If he could try to explain to them how he felt then they could probably give him something for it to combat this bug. Then he would be okay.

He collected his belongings and waited until he could get off then hurried along the passage into the waiting area, he spotted them, Sirius in dog form. He still felt dizzy as he walked up to them, but he felt

*****

Sirius looked at Harry in shock he looked terrible as he walked towards them, like he was going to be sick. As he reached them "Sirius jumped up and licked him"

"Eeeww, that's gross, listen you guys I need to tell you something"

"Harry are you alright? Wait tell me when we get back to the house."

"Okay"

After this Remus helped Harry who was having trouble walking straight, quickly out of the airport and the three Apparated to a spot near the house. When they got into the house, Sirius changed back into a human again and they both took Harry to his room "what did you want to say, actually maybe you should sit down you look ill," Sirius said worried.

Harry obediently sat down, and he prepared himself to tell the two all of his worries, he opened his mouth to say it yet his mouth didn't respond.

"What?" He tried to say, then "Help" but still nothing.

Instead, his mouth twisted into a smirk Malfoy would be scared of.

"You know what? I have no idea what I was gonna say, Good night"

With that he kicked some balloons out of the way of his bed and lay down on it, all the time a silenced Harry was shouting in the back of his mind.