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That's it! Here it is!

~A~

Hermione stood still for a moment, pondering what to do while trying not to pass out as well. She decided to act rationally. So she did the most rational thing she could do at the moment. She screamed…very loudly.

"Somebody help!" She screamed, running back into the room to find everyone staring at her.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Ron asked.

"It's Harry! He was in the bathroom and he passed out!" She cried. Morgans eyes widened and she ran over to the bathroom (AN: Does that answer your question, Autumn? Good!). She knelt by Harry and placed his head in her lap. She brushed some hair out of his face then looked up quickly.

"Jonathan! Get his stuff" she motioned to the leather pouch and the stuff spewed all over the bathroom "Then call 911 (AN: Yes, I know it's something different in Britain but…I don't know the number!) Marcus, get Mrs. Crumley! (lol!)" Morgan shouted, referring to their choir director. She then re-focused her attention back on Harry, stroking his face until he awoke from his unconsciousness. He looked up at her, not having the strength to do much else.

"Hey." he whispered. Morgan quickly shushed him as Mrs. Crumley entered the bathroom. It seemed that they knew what to do and just sat with him and talked to him until the paramedics came. Hermione nearly passed out when they brought in the stretcher and strapped him to it. She really did pass out when they placed the oxygen mask over his face (although it was only a precaution…Harry was breathing fine on his own) Ron revived her quickly just as Harry was being loaded into the Ambulance. He said that only two people could go in with him on the way to the hospital. They all looked at each other and came to a decision. Ron and Morgan climbed into the Ambulance. Ron grabbed his hand and on the opposite side of the ambulance Morgan began stroking his hair again. There was a silence in the ambulance only broken occasionally by the EMT's asking questions. It seemed to take forever to get to the hospital but they made it there eventually and before they knew it, Ron and Morgan were pacing the waiting room. The others soon arrived and paced with them or sat on their own. Hermione, Ron and Morgan sat in their own corner by themselves. Hermione decided that she wasn't going to remain silent.

" What's going on? I saw how you reacted. This has happened before. What is wrong with him?" She exploded quietly. Morgan's head snapped up.

"You mean you don't know?" Ron and Hermione shook their heads and Morgan sighed "Well, Hermione, you were right. This has happened before, but only once! You see…Harry has diabetes (Yes, Yes, how obvious was I?)" Hermione gasped as did Ron but I think that Ron only did it because Hermione did. He didn't seem to know what it meant. "Do you know what that is?" Hermione nodded but Ron shook his head " Well, it is a blood-sugar disorder. Regular people have something called insulin that helps break down sugars. Diabetic people aren't born naturally creating insulin so thy have to inject it, daily. Harry obviously forgot it today, because of excitement or nerves or something, and he was eating too much sugar at the party. So I told him and he ate less sugar and tried to inject his insulin much too late but the sugar had already taken its toll. He will be fine but he may be in the hospital for a few days." She finished. She sat back.

"When was the last time this happened?" Hermione asked, curious.

"When we first found out he had it. We were at a church get-together and he ate too much sugar. We had to take him to the hospital and they told us. This time, though it was better because we know what is going on. That was when he was ten but, surprisingly, this hasn't happened since then." She stated. They were silent for a minute before Hermione began talking again.

"So, you are Harry's girlfriend?" She nodded " How long have you and Harry been…you and Harry?" She asked curiously.

"We've been best friends since grade school. I lived down the street and we met in first grade when we were six. We didn't really start going out until we were fourteen. That will be one year in August." She smiled proudly. They continued talking for a while. Ron and Hermione found out that Harry and her had joined the choir together when they were ten. She and Harry wanted to act when they grew up. She made them promise not to make fun of him because he didn't really want people to know. They would have talked more but a doctor had just entered the room and announced Harry's name. The three of them bolted to the doctor.

"How is he?"

"When can he leave?"

"Can we see him?"

"Where's the bathroom?"

They all turned towards Marcus. "What? I have to go!" They rolled their eyes and turned back to the doctor.

"Harry will be fine. He needs to stay here overnight though. You may see him now, if you'd like. And the bathroom is down the hall and to the left. Harry's room is number 27" The doctor stated. The words had barely left his mouth when the stampede of choir children ran down the hall towards room 27 while one of them split off and headed to the bathroom. The doctor laughed softly to himself as Mrs. Crumley came up to him and thanked him and then apologized for the children but followed them down the hall. It was not hard at all to find Harry's room, aside from the fact that there were about 20 teenagers surrounding the door. She smiled as they all piled into the room. Harry was wide-awake in the bed with an IV in his arm, giving him insulin she could only guess. He greeted them excitedly and they all crowded around the bed all talking at once. Hermione, Ron and Morgan were closest to his bed and were the only silent ones. They were just happy that he was ok. Eventually Mrs. Crumley made them all (excepting Hermione, Ron and Morgan) head back to the hotel with promises that they would return in the morning. There was an awkward silence.

"You really scared us, Harry" Hermione said quietly.

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry." Harry said.

"I explained everything to them" said Morgan.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Asked Ron. Harry looked down for a moment before looking up again.

"Well, I didn't want to worry you. I mean, this isn't like I have to take a pill in the morning, I have to inject myself with a needle daily. I didn't want you to treat me differently." Harry said awkwardly.

"Harry, we would never treat you differently. We know you can take care of yourself." Ron said.

"Ron's right Harry, I know that I really seemed that I was going to drag answers out of youa while ago but that was because we were worried because we didn't know what was going on. You need to learn to tell us things, Harry. You can't leave it all inside of you or else it will eventually kill you." Hermione whispered.

"I'm sorry." Harry responded. Hermione gave an audible "It's ok" while wiping tears from her face.

"Come here." Harry said. She sat down on the bed and they hugged. Then Harry turned to Morgan who was standing uncomfortably away from the three, not wanting to intrude on their moment. Harry beckoned to her and she climbed on the bed as well. She lay down next to him and rested her head against his chest with his arm around her. Hermione got off of the bed.

"Um…Harry, we, Ron and I, that is, have been keeping secrets too" She said, still blushing as she stood next to Ron and they laced hands. Harry smiled at them.

"Finally. Half of Gryffindor was taking bets on when you two were going to get together!" Harry said as they both blushed. The rest of the night was spent laughing, reminiscing and everyone getting to know each other (actually, that only applies to Hermione, Ron and Morgon). The next morning Mrs. Crumley returned with Jonathan and Marcus to find Ron and Hermione asleep in chairs and Harry and Morgan asleep in bed, harry with his arm around Morgan. Jonathan and Marcus looked at them and at the same time, very loudly said "Awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!". That woke them up and they sent glares towards the door where the two were standing and laughing their heads off.

"What could you possibly want at this ungodly hour?" Harry said groggily while trying to get Morgans' hair out of his mouth.

"Well the doctors said that you can leave now." Marcus said offhandedly. Harry's eyes shot open.

"Alright!" Harry shouted, thoroughly waking the others in the room. They were all soon swept out of the room so that harry could change. They waited for him in the waiting room. Then the doctors came out pushing him in a wheelchair and wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants from the hospital. Ron and Hermione looked shocked at the sight of him in a wheelchair but harry waved it off.

"Standard procedure. All kids leave in wheelchairs because it if "fun"!" Harry said, calming them considerably. They were soon back in the comfort of the hotel.

~A~

They were all sitting around the hotel room, as it was still early in the morning, bored out of their minds.

"I'm bored" Said Harry, who was sitting sideways on an armchair.

"Join the club" said Marcus, who was laying down on the couch sideways with one leg on the top of the couch.

"Let's do something" said Jonathan.

"Like what?" Asked Ron.

"Harry?" Marcus asked, arching his eyebrows. Harry smiled in return and headed to the next room, returning with two cases that looked similar in shape except that one was larger than other. He handed the large one to Marcus and carried the small one back to his seat which as right next to Marcus'. Morgan came over smiling, carrying another case. The rest of the choir seemed to know what was going on and crowded over to them. To Ron and Hermione's surprise Harry pulled out a violin, Marcus pulled out a guitar and Morgan pulled out what looked like a cross between the two, a really small guitar (a mandolin).

"Speak?" Harry asked, looking at them. They nodded. Harry turned to the kids surrounding them "This is a new one" he said before Marcus struck up the guitar and Harry began singing.

"Well I sat down next to a photograph
Tried my best almost made her laugh
She was my toughest crowd
There in the way was a moutain up in the clouds
Well I can't sleep and I'm not in love
I can't speak without messing up
Eye's tell of what's behind
And hers showed the way to a long and lonely climb
But through failure I'll proceed
And she'll see how far I've come " Harry's voice faded out while Morgans picked up.

"And it's you and me in the sun and sea
I'll offer my arms to yours
It seems to me, no mystery
Well it isn't
So I'll try hard to speak " She quieted down and Marcus began to sing.

"Well I sat down next to a living hell
Tried my best until I struck out
Movement is not mine
I stood in the way pretending that I was the vine
But no failure will proceed from a mouth that drinks it's wine " Harry struck up the violin and played a little solo then let Morgan play a little one on the mandolin until her voice struck up one more time.

"And it's not me
Not my sanctity
These aren't my words to you
It's all clear when it's not from here
So clear
So I'll try not to speak" She faded out but the music played for a little while before fading out as well. They smiled at each other before turning to the kids.

"Well? What did you guys think? We've been playing around with that one for a while…" Harry said uncertainly. They all stated their agreement loudly. One of the choir members in the back of the room smiled a bit before turning and whispering to the other. He nodded quickly and they both sneaked out of the room.

~A~

Hmm….What is happening? Tune in next time to find out!!!!