A/N:  I'm tired.  Hope you like this chapter.  Up late, can't sleep, don't feel good.  Explain anything?  So if this chapter sucks, I'll refer the blame to the proper peoples.

Chapter Five:  An Obvious Solution

            Severus took his daughter up to the hospital the next morning.  She assured him that she would say what she wanted him to.  Severus used duel Apparition to get them both there.  They were met be Erich, and Severa was led off to an office.  Severus watched the door click shut and went to the P.I.C.U. 

            He greeted the woman at the sign-in desk a bit shortly.  She took back the clip-board and looked at it.  "There's no Harry Snape," she paused to stifle a giggle, "in here, he's been moved.  Let me look up his records."  She took out a folder.  "Room 204.  Dr. Vaughn would like to speak to you as soon as possible.  I'll page him to meet you there."

            Severus went down to the second floor, Harry's room was the second room on the left.  Harry lay asleep in the hospital bed, looking better than in the P.I.C.U.  "Hello, you must be Harry's father, I'm Dr. Vaughn."

            "Godfather.  Severus Snape." he snapped.

            "Sorry, godfather.  Anyway, this boy has had the most astounding recovery medical history has ever seen.  For example, yesterday, he had several broken ribs, a broken leg, and a fractured arm, they are now all healed!" the doctor said, showing Severus some kind of Muggle picture of the bone.

            "Yes."

            "G-godfather?" came a weak voice.

            It took a while for everything to register in Severus's brain, feeling slightly angry for not remembering, he answer a short, "Hm?"

            "We even thought he wouldn't be talking, or even conscious for days, or even weeks!"

            Severus thought hard of excuses, and remembered a Mormon missionary talking to him at one time when he was in Brazil, collecting rare magical herbs.  The name was…Mc—something.  "It is a miracle.  I'm Mormon and I hold the priesthood, and gave him a blessing, and Heavenly Father must have healed him."

            "Really?  You're Mormon?" he asked sceptically.

            "No, not really, but if it fools you, sure," was the first thing to come to Severus's mind, "Yes.  His parents were, as well."

            Luckily, Dr. Vaughn wasn't looking at Harry, who was biting back laughter.  Severus gave a glare that got rid of any giggles threatening to escape.  "It's been interesting," Dr. Vaughn began, "many of the patients I rarely see are Mormon, and there are often tales of recovery, similar to your godson's.  You, uh, don't by any chance have an extra Book of Mormon with you, do you?"

            "No, as a matter of fact I don't," Severus answered kindly.  "I did not just sound kind and caring there!" he tried to convince himself.

            "It looks like he'll be out of here in a few days," Dr. Vaughn said cheerfully.  "And if you think of it, could you bring me a copy of—"

            "I'll try," Severus cut him off.

            "Thank you very much."  Dr. Vaughn exited quickly.

            "Feeling better, Harry?" Severus asked.

            "A little."

            "Good."

            "Professor?" Harry asked.

            "Hm?"

            "Why don't you just Apparate us out?  Could have been free a long time ago."

            "Apparating wouldn't be safe for you in this.  Perhaps if we Portkey.  I'll set one up." Severus Disapparated to the mansion, and took a watch out.  He set up the destination being the mansion, and the time, being in five minutes.  He Apparated back, and placed the watch on Harry's wrist.  "In about five minutes, the Portkey will be activated.  It will take you back to the mansion, and Severa and I will meet you there as soon as we can." he explained to the boy.  Harry nodded and closed his eyes.  Glancing at his own watch, Severus saw that there would be not longer than forty-five seconds before the Portkey would take Harry back to the mansion.  He went back to the office, seeing that Severa and Erich had just finished their talk.  "Thank you, Severa," Erich smiled falsely.  "I'm going to talk with Harry.  Good day," Erich said, leaving Severa and Severus together.  "Quickly, we have to Apparate back to the mansion, I'll explain later," Severus whispered.  They went down a mysterious hallway, and checking to make sure that no Muggles were around, they Disapparated. 

Harry was about three feet away, lying on his back, semi-awake.  He still had the IV in his arm.  Severus worked on taking it out, and had a potion to seal the small needle-hole.  Severus carried Harry back to the room, fed him some more potions, and told him to sleep. 

When he got back out, he began to build a case against his ex-wife for Severa, who helped him put it together.  It took only two days of long hard work, with an occasional break to help Harry.  He could by then, sit up on his own, talk normally, and get bored easily.  Severus had him get a head start on a few Potions essays.  Severus owled Dumbledore to request a lawyer.

After they had let the owl go, they heard a knocking at the door.  "Probably about Harry.  Let's floo to Hogwarts, hurry!  Snape ran up to Harry's room and carried him to the fireplace.  Severa left first, followed by Severus holding Harry up-right.  They stumbled in the Potions office, Severus took Harry to the Slytherin dorm and laid him in the Fifth-Year dorms.


A/N:  Short chapter, but hey, they got out of this mess!  Only one reviewer to thank, the ever-faithful Corgi!  I love you!  You're just about the only reason this chapter is up so soon.  Otherwise it would have been after vacation.