Chapter two: Hospitals and Castles
Harry woke the next morning to find him self in pain and to his surprise the backseat of the car. What am I doing here? Harry thought wildly to him self.
"I don't know what happened but we have to get the boy's arm fixed, or they'll come back Petunia." Said Uncle Vernon from the front seat.
"I don't understand how he broke it in the first place. Or why we have to go to the hospital now instead of when we return from our visit with Dudley?" That's aunt Petunia. Harry thought trying with all his might not to cry, the car was bouncing over speed bums every few seconds.
"If we don't fix it now it will most likely cost more. And to answer your first Question I broke it last night. I don't remember why, but I do know I was very drunk." Aunt Petunia stared at her husband with utter shock. " You know how I get when I'm drunk." Uncle Vernon replied.
"We agreed never to lay a finger on the boy. You know that. I've seen first hand what happens when you upset one of them. I hit Lily once out of pure anger and the lamp flew from across the room and hit my in the head." Aunt Petunia yelled," You know how dangerous he can be you saw what he did to Marge two years ago, and she only insulted his father."
"I know. But right now we have to get him fixed up and contact one of those friends of his. We can't keep him around any longer. One wrong sentence from us and we could be seriously hurt."
"You mean we have to contact those people?"
"Yes."
"But."
"No buts we have to do it." Uncle Vernon told her with a tone of determination.
"Harry, get up we have to go in side." His aunt told him with a nice voice that Harry knew was just a show.
"I'm already up." Harry said while opening the door with his right arm.
He and Aunt Petunia walked in through some doors that had a sign that read Emergency across the top. They walked to the desk and told the nurse that Harry had got into a fight with one of the kids at church. So it could explain the large burse on his side.
"Oh you poor dear." Said the kind nurse picking up some papers that had to be filled out. She handed them to aunt Petunia as Uncle Vernon walked in. " Fill these out please ma'am. And bring them back up to me after your finished. Young man if you hang on just a second I'll get you some ice to put on that arm of yours."
After the papers were filled out and turned back in at the front desk the nurse came over with a new bag of ice for his arm and put a bracelet on his right arm. She smiled, gave him a wink, and then walked back to her desk. On the bracelet were some words that Harry could just barely make out (his eyes had slowly been getting worse since he got to Hogwarts in his first year.) It read:
Heron James Potter
Born: July 31, 1980
Emergency: Hurt arm
Dr. Thaddeus Burge
"Heron James Potter." A man with dark hair called out to the waiting room.
Harry stood up and walked over to the man and said, "That's me. Ouch!" His uncle poked him in the side whispering "no funny business."
"Yes fallow me please." The man said to Harry, ignoring his aunt and uncle. As they walked the Man was asking him questions. " It says here that your name is Heron. Is that what you go by?"
"No. I go by Harry."
"Okay you were born July 31, 1980 but your fourteen that cant be right."
"Why cant it." Harry asked.
"Because today is July 31, 1995. That means you are 15 not 14," The man answered.
"Oh that makes since." I'm 15 years old and I didn't even know it. The man stopped and opened the door to his left ushering Harry into the room and on to the table that was in the center.
"Well I know you now you need to know me. I'm Dr. Burge your Doctor. And from what I can tell you're not having a very good birthday." He began walking around doing all of the normal thing doctors do (taking his blood pressure, heart rate, temp, Ect.) "Well I'm going to have to get a film of that arm of yours, but first you'll have to let me look at it."
"Alright." Harry said nervously. He didn't want it to hurt any worse than it already did. But slowly he took the ice pack off to show Dr. Burge.
He walked forward and picked up Harry's wrist causing Harry to flinch. He felt up and down the bone. Causing Harry to fight back tears. "The nurse told me that you said this happened today."
"Well not to day as in it being light out side but as in the early morning." Harry clarified.
"Alright that explains why there isn't much swelling." He walked over to the intercom on the wall and pushed a button.
"Yes Doctor?" the little box said
"Suzy I have a patient who needs to get some x-rays of the left shoulder, Radius, and Ulna."
"I'll send the radiologist right over."
"Thanks Suzy."
"Alright Harry. Lets take a quick look at that burse on your abdomen. Alright?" Dr. Burge said quickly turning his attention back to Harry.
Harry lifted his shirt to show his very bruised muscles.
Dr. Burge's eyes were the size of tennis balls at the sight of Harry abdomen. "What happened to cause that? Because I know that getting punched wont do that to some one."
"Well I didn't get punched I got kicked." Harry replied as if it were nothing at all.
Knock.Knock.
"Come in" Dr. Burge said his voice a little higher than usual.
"Ah, Bill please take young potter here to get x-rays of the left shoulder, Radius, and Ulna please."
"Sure thing Doc." Bill led Harry from the room and closed the door.
"Please, tell me what really happened to that boy." Dr. Burge spat at the two silent people left in the room. " I may be only 27 but I know from personal experience that you don't get a burse like that from being in a fight. First your just don't have a burse you have many. Second you don't break you wrist while fighting unless you fall or something are very unfit. And from the looks of that boy I'd say he could very easily stand his ground if in a fight with a boy his own age. Third that still doesn't explain his shoulder. My guess would be that an older, bigger, and much stronger person grabbed his arm and twisted it until it broke and dislocated his arm, then kicked him. So you are telling me a lie if you say he got in a fight with another boy." Dr. Burge ended on a note of anger.
"Are you telling me that I'm a liar because if you are sew you for wrongful persecution." Uncle Vernon spat.
[Authors Note: I don't know if that is possible in England so please don't be angry with me.]
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Come in." Dr. Burge said with a little more force than intended.
Harry and Bill stepped through the bill handed Dr. Burge a very large envelope and said, "He's defiantly broken some bones Doc."
"Well Harry just sit back down and we'll take a look at these." He said shooting a nasty look at Mr. And Mrs. Dursley.
He walked over to the light and turned it on. He then pulled out the large films, and placed then on the wall to get a good look at them. The first one was of his shoulder. Even to the untrained eye you could tell it was dislocated. The Doctor then moved on to the next film, it was a film of the forearm. You could see one fracture in this picture. It was half way between the elbow and the wrist. He then went onto the last X-ray. This one was of the wrist and hand. It wasn't a pretty sight. You could see three breaks in the ulna and two more in the radius. The wrist was also dislocated which complicated things. He didn't want to ruin the boy birthday, but he really didn't want to ruin the rest of his summer vacation and the beginning of his school year. Dr. Burge then began to explain the x- rays one by one. Ten minuets later. "So, you see Harry this is what's going to happen we are going to get a orthopedic doctor down here to put your shoulder and wrist back in their correct positions then they'll set your wrist and arm to be put into a cast. Then we'll give you some thing for the pain and you'll be on you're way. Okay."
"Okay. How long will I have to wear the cast?"
"You'll wear it anywhere from 4 weeks to 10 weeks. I cant give you any real dates but that's because that's not what I do the orthopedic will tell you what's going to really happen and how long you'll have to wear the cast."
Two pain filled hours later the Dursley's paid the bill, (not before they asked for a lot of very strong pain pills) and they left. When they got home it was 5 o'clock pm and all anybody wanted to do was sleep. But unfortunately their wish wasn't going to come true any time soon.
As soon as they walked through the door hey were bombarded with questions from four people dressed in robes while one sat silently in the corner of the living room listening quietly.
"What have you done to my god son?"
"Where have you been"?
"Dursley you ol' idiot wha' did ya' do with 'Arry?"
"Do you know how worried we've been? How long have you been gone?"
Harry standing out of view knew all of the voices the moment he heard them. The first one was Sirius. The second was Remus. The third was his friend Hagrid who was half giant and one of the kindest people you could ever hope to meet. And the last voice was the voice of a very shaken about Minerva McGonagall, his transfiguration professor at Hogwarts and the head of Gryffindor house. I think it's time for me to step in. Harry thought.
"Hey its alright I'm right here. I'm right here." He yelled to the frantic and angry wizards. He stepped into view and continued," its alright, we just went to the hospital."
"Oh thank heavens we thought something terrible happened." Sirius breathed a sigh of relief then looked down to Harry's arm to see a red cast that came up to the elbow and hanging in a sling. " What the hell happened after we left last night?"
"Yes what?" the three other voices rang out in unison.
"No first answer my Question. What are you all doing here?" They all started to give an explanation.
"Well I can answer that question" came a voice from the corner. A tall man with a long white beard and mustache stood up, his blue eyes twinkling behind his half moon spectacles.
"Professor Dumbledore what are you doing here?"
"If you would wait a second I could answer the question that obviously want answered." Dumbledore replied. "Well you see Harry we received an owl from Voldemort." Hagrid flinched at the name but said nothing, "saying that your 15th birthday would be the day you die. With in lot more words. So we came here as fast as we could to bring you back to the safety of Hogwarts. But alas when we got here we could not find you so naturally we all panicked. Now dear boy would you tell us what happened to your arm?"
Harry thought for a moment then said, " He happened to it." He pointed to his uncle.
"Come again." said a very confused Albus Dumbledore.
"He broke my arm in six places, dislocated my shoulder, dislocated my wrist, and kicked my in the side," Harry then pulled up his shirt to show them the extent of the damage, "then he tried to cover it up by taking me to the hospital and telling them I got into a fight." Harry could tell they were all about to curse the Dursley's for doing this to him so he quickly changed the subject. "You said that you were taking me back to Hogwarts."
"Yes we are so I'll ask Sirius and Remus to help you get your things together." Sirius and Remus quickly got all of Harry's things together and brought the trunk down stairs, while Harry carried Hedwig his Snowy owl down using his good hand.
"Well lets get going," Sirius told Harry.
"Alright." so the three proceeded out the front door quickly fallowed by Professor McGonagall and Hagrid. Leaving Professor Dumbledore to deal with the Dursley's they walked nearly a mile before they stopped.
"Harry hold on to me and I'll do all the work, okay." Sirius said with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"What are you going to do?" Harry asked with slight apprehension.
"Oh nothing really just hold on to me." He persisted. Harry did as he was told. He fallowed Sirius over to an ally way where they couldn't be seen. All of the sudden the world went black. For a few seconds all Harry could see was black. Then as quickly as the world had gone black it was light once again. But now they were in the wizarding town of Hogsmead.
"Did we just apparate here?" Harry asked excitedly.
"Yes we did." Sirius replied.
Then Harry heard two loud pops and saw three familiar faces.
"Professor did you and Hagrid apparate the same way Sirius and I did?" he asked his transfiguration Professor
"Yes Harry we did."
"I hate to but in but we really must be going" Remus was now looking a bit impatient. So they all stated to make their way up to the castle. When they got there the house elves came and took all of Harry's things saying he would find then in the Gryffindor tower when he went up.
"I very sorry Harry but I cant stay with you we have to make up an entire day of work. So we really must go." Sirius said giving him a hug. "Love ya"
"Love you too"
"Yes same here" Remus said giving him a hug also
"I love you too, Remus. Bye."
They turned and left. As soon as they were out of sight, Harry turned to see Hagrid leaving and his Professor waiting to talk to him. "Potter as your head of house I am happy to tell you that you have been made a Gryffindor Prefect. Here is your letter." She handed him a letter. He decided to open it later. " Password to the tower is Fried Chicken."
"Thank you professor."
With that she left. Leaving Harry to his thoughts. He decided to practice some Quidditch so he started up to Gryffindor tower get his broom. On his way he was sure he heard someone talking but just assumed it to be the paintings. When he got to the picture of the fat lady he remembered that he couldn't play Quidditch because of his cast their would be no way to get a good grip on the broom so that was out of the question. I had better find a way to waterproof my cast. Harry thought then he had a thought I could get madam Pomphrey to heal my arm and I wont have to worry about waterproofing charm.
So Harry was now making his way down to the hospital wing when a girl ran head long in to him. Causing Harry to slam into a wall.
"I'm so sorry," said the girl then he noticed how pretty she was. The girl was about 5ft 8in. she had silvery blond shoulder length hair and she had violet eyes. She had very fair skin. It was the color of milk with a slight peach tent to it. She was wearing a pair of light Green boots rimed with a dark violet that went half way up her calves, a pair of skin tight caprices that went to her knees. They were made of the same green color as the boots. She was also wearing a dark violet skin-tight top that went down to rest half way down her thigh. On top of the she wore a short vest made of the same green material as her boots, it was held closed by a silver clasp that had a dragon on it. She wore dark violet headband covering her forehead. She had at her waste a belt with a sward and holster for her wand. It also had a small bag hanging from it.
"Are you okay?" the girl asked as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. He then saw that her ears were long and came to a point like in pictures of fairies that he saw in his schoolbooks. She also had beautiful hoop earrings with opals hanging in the center. She also had gloves on made of dark violet, like her shirt. They didn't have fingers either. Probably so she can use her wand. Harry thought to him self.
"Yes, I'm fine." Harry told her in answer to her question.
"I'm Krystal Starling." She said as she stuck out a hand.
"I'm Harry Potter." He said taking in his own and shaking it warmly. He could feel some kind of power coming off her although he couldn't place it.
"Krystal? Krystal where are you?"
"I'm over here Garion."
Around the corner came a tall teenager. He stood a nice 6ft to Harry's 5ft 9in. He was very handsome. Like Krystal his ears came in to a point. But he had dark brown hair that fell across his forehead covering his bronze tiara. He had very blue eyes, and his skin was a little darker than Krystal's. He wore loose fitting black pants that were too long and were bunched up on top of black books. He wore a simple white shirt. He also had on a long black cape that fell completely over one shoulder and was held together with the same silver clasp that held Krystal's vest closed. He had a belt just like Krystal's except his had two swords and they were larger than hers.
"Hi I'm Garion. I know how you are I heard you introduce your self to Krystal here."
"Nice to meet you." Harry said shaking his hand. He felt the same power coming off of him as he felt when shaking her hand.
" What happened to your arm?" Garion asked.
" Oh, I. don't want to talk about it." Harry replied. Trying not to sound rude.
" Well if you were going to ask Madame Pomphrey to fix it for you don't waste your breath, because once the muggles try and fix it she cant help. You know because you already have appointments with your doctor to get your cast off so your ministry made a law saying what you want done is out of the question." Garion told him in a matter of fact tone.
"Oh, How did you know all of that?" Harry asked curiously.
"Well I love to read so I usually pick up stuff like that here and there." He replied.
" Well hate to leave but we have to be somewhere right now so talk to you later Harry. Bye." Krystal yelled as she pulled Garion down the hall. What a strange pair.
Taking Garion's advice Harry decided he would take a walk around the lake. It was starting to get dark out by the time Harry was ready to go in as he started to head back up to the castle he was once again ran into by a girl.
"Oh, my god. Did I hurt you? I am so sorry." This girl however was tall she stood 6-foot 1in. She had long brown hair that went down to rest just below her shoulder blades and had lovely dark brown eyes. She had a very nice tan. Her hair had golden highlights that looked natural and her skin had a golden glow about it also. She was wearing brown boots that were cut just barely above the ankle. She had muscular legs that by the looks of them had been built by running and/or dancing. She wore a short pair of skintight shorts brown shorts made out of a material he didn't recognize and she was wearing a tight blood red shirt that accented her features perfectly. She was wearing a gold tiara, which came to a small point. Dangling from to point was a ruby in the shape of a teardrop. As she pulled the hair out of her face and then behind her head he saw she had the same ears as Krystal accept she had two earrings in one of her ears and one in the other. She had a pair of gold studs in and a one gold stud with a chain hanging from it. At the end of the short chain there was another ruby teardrop. The full picture of her was truly amazing
"Are you okay?" said the girl with a note of panic
"Yes I'm fine you didn't hurt me I promise." Harry said trying to hold back laughter.
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to run in to you. Well I'd best introduce myself I'm Brook Starling, and you are."
"Harry Potter. Starling? Is your sister Krystal Starling?" Harry asked not sure it he had it right or not.
"Yes that's right. Krystal is my twin sister."
"Twin?"
"Yes we're fraternal twins. Complete opposites in every way. Much to the annoyance of my dear older sister."
"What do you mean?"
"Well she's older but I'm taller. I've always held it over head Pardon the pun. She's always wanted to be tall. And it doesn't help that we don't look alike."
"Why?"
"Well when someone dose make connection they always assume me to be the older sister."
"Do you fight a lot?''
"Well no not really. It all depends on a lot of factors. If she's feeling in any way belittled then we fight a lot or vise versa. Here let me help you up." Brook said as she offered a hand to help. Harry gladly took it. He felt a great surge of power the second his finger touched hers. The same one he felt when he shook hands with Krystal and Garion. After he let go of Brook's hand the feeling disappeared.
" I really must Dash Krystal will worry if I'm not back soon. See ya Harry." She yelled as she tuned and started to run away towards the castle. Ha could see why many people didn't see the connection between Brook and Krystal. They were tow different people. He could tell that Krystal was often in the library reading. She had an air about her that said she was smart. Brook was defiantly the spontaneous outgoing type. He could tell that she also liked the arts. She, like her sister, had an air about her that said she was talented and wasn't afraid to show it. Krystal was stunningly pretty, but Brook was perfect in her imperfections. Harry could tell it would be fun getting to know the twins.
He started to walk back to the castle. When he remembered that he forgot to look up a water proofing charm. Damn! Library here I come.
Harry woke the next morning to find him self in pain and to his surprise the backseat of the car. What am I doing here? Harry thought wildly to him self.
"I don't know what happened but we have to get the boy's arm fixed, or they'll come back Petunia." Said Uncle Vernon from the front seat.
"I don't understand how he broke it in the first place. Or why we have to go to the hospital now instead of when we return from our visit with Dudley?" That's aunt Petunia. Harry thought trying with all his might not to cry, the car was bouncing over speed bums every few seconds.
"If we don't fix it now it will most likely cost more. And to answer your first Question I broke it last night. I don't remember why, but I do know I was very drunk." Aunt Petunia stared at her husband with utter shock. " You know how I get when I'm drunk." Uncle Vernon replied.
"We agreed never to lay a finger on the boy. You know that. I've seen first hand what happens when you upset one of them. I hit Lily once out of pure anger and the lamp flew from across the room and hit my in the head." Aunt Petunia yelled," You know how dangerous he can be you saw what he did to Marge two years ago, and she only insulted his father."
"I know. But right now we have to get him fixed up and contact one of those friends of his. We can't keep him around any longer. One wrong sentence from us and we could be seriously hurt."
"You mean we have to contact those people?"
"Yes."
"But."
"No buts we have to do it." Uncle Vernon told her with a tone of determination.
"Harry, get up we have to go in side." His aunt told him with a nice voice that Harry knew was just a show.
"I'm already up." Harry said while opening the door with his right arm.
He and Aunt Petunia walked in through some doors that had a sign that read Emergency across the top. They walked to the desk and told the nurse that Harry had got into a fight with one of the kids at church. So it could explain the large burse on his side.
"Oh you poor dear." Said the kind nurse picking up some papers that had to be filled out. She handed them to aunt Petunia as Uncle Vernon walked in. " Fill these out please ma'am. And bring them back up to me after your finished. Young man if you hang on just a second I'll get you some ice to put on that arm of yours."
After the papers were filled out and turned back in at the front desk the nurse came over with a new bag of ice for his arm and put a bracelet on his right arm. She smiled, gave him a wink, and then walked back to her desk. On the bracelet were some words that Harry could just barely make out (his eyes had slowly been getting worse since he got to Hogwarts in his first year.) It read:
Heron James Potter
Born: July 31, 1980
Emergency: Hurt arm
Dr. Thaddeus Burge
"Heron James Potter." A man with dark hair called out to the waiting room.
Harry stood up and walked over to the man and said, "That's me. Ouch!" His uncle poked him in the side whispering "no funny business."
"Yes fallow me please." The man said to Harry, ignoring his aunt and uncle. As they walked the Man was asking him questions. " It says here that your name is Heron. Is that what you go by?"
"No. I go by Harry."
"Okay you were born July 31, 1980 but your fourteen that cant be right."
"Why cant it." Harry asked.
"Because today is July 31, 1995. That means you are 15 not 14," The man answered.
"Oh that makes since." I'm 15 years old and I didn't even know it. The man stopped and opened the door to his left ushering Harry into the room and on to the table that was in the center.
"Well I know you now you need to know me. I'm Dr. Burge your Doctor. And from what I can tell you're not having a very good birthday." He began walking around doing all of the normal thing doctors do (taking his blood pressure, heart rate, temp, Ect.) "Well I'm going to have to get a film of that arm of yours, but first you'll have to let me look at it."
"Alright." Harry said nervously. He didn't want it to hurt any worse than it already did. But slowly he took the ice pack off to show Dr. Burge.
He walked forward and picked up Harry's wrist causing Harry to flinch. He felt up and down the bone. Causing Harry to fight back tears. "The nurse told me that you said this happened today."
"Well not to day as in it being light out side but as in the early morning." Harry clarified.
"Alright that explains why there isn't much swelling." He walked over to the intercom on the wall and pushed a button.
"Yes Doctor?" the little box said
"Suzy I have a patient who needs to get some x-rays of the left shoulder, Radius, and Ulna."
"I'll send the radiologist right over."
"Thanks Suzy."
"Alright Harry. Lets take a quick look at that burse on your abdomen. Alright?" Dr. Burge said quickly turning his attention back to Harry.
Harry lifted his shirt to show his very bruised muscles.
Dr. Burge's eyes were the size of tennis balls at the sight of Harry abdomen. "What happened to cause that? Because I know that getting punched wont do that to some one."
"Well I didn't get punched I got kicked." Harry replied as if it were nothing at all.
Knock.Knock.
"Come in" Dr. Burge said his voice a little higher than usual.
"Ah, Bill please take young potter here to get x-rays of the left shoulder, Radius, and Ulna please."
"Sure thing Doc." Bill led Harry from the room and closed the door.
"Please, tell me what really happened to that boy." Dr. Burge spat at the two silent people left in the room. " I may be only 27 but I know from personal experience that you don't get a burse like that from being in a fight. First your just don't have a burse you have many. Second you don't break you wrist while fighting unless you fall or something are very unfit. And from the looks of that boy I'd say he could very easily stand his ground if in a fight with a boy his own age. Third that still doesn't explain his shoulder. My guess would be that an older, bigger, and much stronger person grabbed his arm and twisted it until it broke and dislocated his arm, then kicked him. So you are telling me a lie if you say he got in a fight with another boy." Dr. Burge ended on a note of anger.
"Are you telling me that I'm a liar because if you are sew you for wrongful persecution." Uncle Vernon spat.
[Authors Note: I don't know if that is possible in England so please don't be angry with me.]
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Come in." Dr. Burge said with a little more force than intended.
Harry and Bill stepped through the bill handed Dr. Burge a very large envelope and said, "He's defiantly broken some bones Doc."
"Well Harry just sit back down and we'll take a look at these." He said shooting a nasty look at Mr. And Mrs. Dursley.
He walked over to the light and turned it on. He then pulled out the large films, and placed then on the wall to get a good look at them. The first one was of his shoulder. Even to the untrained eye you could tell it was dislocated. The Doctor then moved on to the next film, it was a film of the forearm. You could see one fracture in this picture. It was half way between the elbow and the wrist. He then went onto the last X-ray. This one was of the wrist and hand. It wasn't a pretty sight. You could see three breaks in the ulna and two more in the radius. The wrist was also dislocated which complicated things. He didn't want to ruin the boy birthday, but he really didn't want to ruin the rest of his summer vacation and the beginning of his school year. Dr. Burge then began to explain the x- rays one by one. Ten minuets later. "So, you see Harry this is what's going to happen we are going to get a orthopedic doctor down here to put your shoulder and wrist back in their correct positions then they'll set your wrist and arm to be put into a cast. Then we'll give you some thing for the pain and you'll be on you're way. Okay."
"Okay. How long will I have to wear the cast?"
"You'll wear it anywhere from 4 weeks to 10 weeks. I cant give you any real dates but that's because that's not what I do the orthopedic will tell you what's going to really happen and how long you'll have to wear the cast."
Two pain filled hours later the Dursley's paid the bill, (not before they asked for a lot of very strong pain pills) and they left. When they got home it was 5 o'clock pm and all anybody wanted to do was sleep. But unfortunately their wish wasn't going to come true any time soon.
As soon as they walked through the door hey were bombarded with questions from four people dressed in robes while one sat silently in the corner of the living room listening quietly.
"What have you done to my god son?"
"Where have you been"?
"Dursley you ol' idiot wha' did ya' do with 'Arry?"
"Do you know how worried we've been? How long have you been gone?"
Harry standing out of view knew all of the voices the moment he heard them. The first one was Sirius. The second was Remus. The third was his friend Hagrid who was half giant and one of the kindest people you could ever hope to meet. And the last voice was the voice of a very shaken about Minerva McGonagall, his transfiguration professor at Hogwarts and the head of Gryffindor house. I think it's time for me to step in. Harry thought.
"Hey its alright I'm right here. I'm right here." He yelled to the frantic and angry wizards. He stepped into view and continued," its alright, we just went to the hospital."
"Oh thank heavens we thought something terrible happened." Sirius breathed a sigh of relief then looked down to Harry's arm to see a red cast that came up to the elbow and hanging in a sling. " What the hell happened after we left last night?"
"Yes what?" the three other voices rang out in unison.
"No first answer my Question. What are you all doing here?" They all started to give an explanation.
"Well I can answer that question" came a voice from the corner. A tall man with a long white beard and mustache stood up, his blue eyes twinkling behind his half moon spectacles.
"Professor Dumbledore what are you doing here?"
"If you would wait a second I could answer the question that obviously want answered." Dumbledore replied. "Well you see Harry we received an owl from Voldemort." Hagrid flinched at the name but said nothing, "saying that your 15th birthday would be the day you die. With in lot more words. So we came here as fast as we could to bring you back to the safety of Hogwarts. But alas when we got here we could not find you so naturally we all panicked. Now dear boy would you tell us what happened to your arm?"
Harry thought for a moment then said, " He happened to it." He pointed to his uncle.
"Come again." said a very confused Albus Dumbledore.
"He broke my arm in six places, dislocated my shoulder, dislocated my wrist, and kicked my in the side," Harry then pulled up his shirt to show them the extent of the damage, "then he tried to cover it up by taking me to the hospital and telling them I got into a fight." Harry could tell they were all about to curse the Dursley's for doing this to him so he quickly changed the subject. "You said that you were taking me back to Hogwarts."
"Yes we are so I'll ask Sirius and Remus to help you get your things together." Sirius and Remus quickly got all of Harry's things together and brought the trunk down stairs, while Harry carried Hedwig his Snowy owl down using his good hand.
"Well lets get going," Sirius told Harry.
"Alright." so the three proceeded out the front door quickly fallowed by Professor McGonagall and Hagrid. Leaving Professor Dumbledore to deal with the Dursley's they walked nearly a mile before they stopped.
"Harry hold on to me and I'll do all the work, okay." Sirius said with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"What are you going to do?" Harry asked with slight apprehension.
"Oh nothing really just hold on to me." He persisted. Harry did as he was told. He fallowed Sirius over to an ally way where they couldn't be seen. All of the sudden the world went black. For a few seconds all Harry could see was black. Then as quickly as the world had gone black it was light once again. But now they were in the wizarding town of Hogsmead.
"Did we just apparate here?" Harry asked excitedly.
"Yes we did." Sirius replied.
Then Harry heard two loud pops and saw three familiar faces.
"Professor did you and Hagrid apparate the same way Sirius and I did?" he asked his transfiguration Professor
"Yes Harry we did."
"I hate to but in but we really must be going" Remus was now looking a bit impatient. So they all stated to make their way up to the castle. When they got there the house elves came and took all of Harry's things saying he would find then in the Gryffindor tower when he went up.
"I very sorry Harry but I cant stay with you we have to make up an entire day of work. So we really must go." Sirius said giving him a hug. "Love ya"
"Love you too"
"Yes same here" Remus said giving him a hug also
"I love you too, Remus. Bye."
They turned and left. As soon as they were out of sight, Harry turned to see Hagrid leaving and his Professor waiting to talk to him. "Potter as your head of house I am happy to tell you that you have been made a Gryffindor Prefect. Here is your letter." She handed him a letter. He decided to open it later. " Password to the tower is Fried Chicken."
"Thank you professor."
With that she left. Leaving Harry to his thoughts. He decided to practice some Quidditch so he started up to Gryffindor tower get his broom. On his way he was sure he heard someone talking but just assumed it to be the paintings. When he got to the picture of the fat lady he remembered that he couldn't play Quidditch because of his cast their would be no way to get a good grip on the broom so that was out of the question. I had better find a way to waterproof my cast. Harry thought then he had a thought I could get madam Pomphrey to heal my arm and I wont have to worry about waterproofing charm.
So Harry was now making his way down to the hospital wing when a girl ran head long in to him. Causing Harry to slam into a wall.
"I'm so sorry," said the girl then he noticed how pretty she was. The girl was about 5ft 8in. she had silvery blond shoulder length hair and she had violet eyes. She had very fair skin. It was the color of milk with a slight peach tent to it. She was wearing a pair of light Green boots rimed with a dark violet that went half way up her calves, a pair of skin tight caprices that went to her knees. They were made of the same green color as the boots. She was also wearing a dark violet skin-tight top that went down to rest half way down her thigh. On top of the she wore a short vest made of the same green material as her boots, it was held closed by a silver clasp that had a dragon on it. She wore dark violet headband covering her forehead. She had at her waste a belt with a sward and holster for her wand. It also had a small bag hanging from it.
"Are you okay?" the girl asked as she tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. He then saw that her ears were long and came to a point like in pictures of fairies that he saw in his schoolbooks. She also had beautiful hoop earrings with opals hanging in the center. She also had gloves on made of dark violet, like her shirt. They didn't have fingers either. Probably so she can use her wand. Harry thought to him self.
"Yes, I'm fine." Harry told her in answer to her question.
"I'm Krystal Starling." She said as she stuck out a hand.
"I'm Harry Potter." He said taking in his own and shaking it warmly. He could feel some kind of power coming off her although he couldn't place it.
"Krystal? Krystal where are you?"
"I'm over here Garion."
Around the corner came a tall teenager. He stood a nice 6ft to Harry's 5ft 9in. He was very handsome. Like Krystal his ears came in to a point. But he had dark brown hair that fell across his forehead covering his bronze tiara. He had very blue eyes, and his skin was a little darker than Krystal's. He wore loose fitting black pants that were too long and were bunched up on top of black books. He wore a simple white shirt. He also had on a long black cape that fell completely over one shoulder and was held together with the same silver clasp that held Krystal's vest closed. He had a belt just like Krystal's except his had two swords and they were larger than hers.
"Hi I'm Garion. I know how you are I heard you introduce your self to Krystal here."
"Nice to meet you." Harry said shaking his hand. He felt the same power coming off of him as he felt when shaking her hand.
" What happened to your arm?" Garion asked.
" Oh, I. don't want to talk about it." Harry replied. Trying not to sound rude.
" Well if you were going to ask Madame Pomphrey to fix it for you don't waste your breath, because once the muggles try and fix it she cant help. You know because you already have appointments with your doctor to get your cast off so your ministry made a law saying what you want done is out of the question." Garion told him in a matter of fact tone.
"Oh, How did you know all of that?" Harry asked curiously.
"Well I love to read so I usually pick up stuff like that here and there." He replied.
" Well hate to leave but we have to be somewhere right now so talk to you later Harry. Bye." Krystal yelled as she pulled Garion down the hall. What a strange pair.
Taking Garion's advice Harry decided he would take a walk around the lake. It was starting to get dark out by the time Harry was ready to go in as he started to head back up to the castle he was once again ran into by a girl.
"Oh, my god. Did I hurt you? I am so sorry." This girl however was tall she stood 6-foot 1in. She had long brown hair that went down to rest just below her shoulder blades and had lovely dark brown eyes. She had a very nice tan. Her hair had golden highlights that looked natural and her skin had a golden glow about it also. She was wearing brown boots that were cut just barely above the ankle. She had muscular legs that by the looks of them had been built by running and/or dancing. She wore a short pair of skintight shorts brown shorts made out of a material he didn't recognize and she was wearing a tight blood red shirt that accented her features perfectly. She was wearing a gold tiara, which came to a small point. Dangling from to point was a ruby in the shape of a teardrop. As she pulled the hair out of her face and then behind her head he saw she had the same ears as Krystal accept she had two earrings in one of her ears and one in the other. She had a pair of gold studs in and a one gold stud with a chain hanging from it. At the end of the short chain there was another ruby teardrop. The full picture of her was truly amazing
"Are you okay?" said the girl with a note of panic
"Yes I'm fine you didn't hurt me I promise." Harry said trying to hold back laughter.
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to run in to you. Well I'd best introduce myself I'm Brook Starling, and you are."
"Harry Potter. Starling? Is your sister Krystal Starling?" Harry asked not sure it he had it right or not.
"Yes that's right. Krystal is my twin sister."
"Twin?"
"Yes we're fraternal twins. Complete opposites in every way. Much to the annoyance of my dear older sister."
"What do you mean?"
"Well she's older but I'm taller. I've always held it over head Pardon the pun. She's always wanted to be tall. And it doesn't help that we don't look alike."
"Why?"
"Well when someone dose make connection they always assume me to be the older sister."
"Do you fight a lot?''
"Well no not really. It all depends on a lot of factors. If she's feeling in any way belittled then we fight a lot or vise versa. Here let me help you up." Brook said as she offered a hand to help. Harry gladly took it. He felt a great surge of power the second his finger touched hers. The same one he felt when he shook hands with Krystal and Garion. After he let go of Brook's hand the feeling disappeared.
" I really must Dash Krystal will worry if I'm not back soon. See ya Harry." She yelled as she tuned and started to run away towards the castle. Ha could see why many people didn't see the connection between Brook and Krystal. They were tow different people. He could tell that Krystal was often in the library reading. She had an air about her that said she was smart. Brook was defiantly the spontaneous outgoing type. He could tell that she also liked the arts. She, like her sister, had an air about her that said she was talented and wasn't afraid to show it. Krystal was stunningly pretty, but Brook was perfect in her imperfections. Harry could tell it would be fun getting to know the twins.
He started to walk back to the castle. When he remembered that he forgot to look up a water proofing charm. Damn! Library here I come.