A/N: I'm still giving up on questions. I'll get it done soon, I promise. I love getting reviews guys! Thanks SO much! This is gonna be the rest of the day (From about 1:30pm on...) with Snape and Albus taking care of Harry. Madam Pomfrey hovers around too...I dunno if this is really any good...so please keep reviewing. With no reviews, I find myself no longer motivated...as you all SHOULD know by now (maybe?)! So Here's Chapter Four!
oooh, yes, I must inform you all. I return to school tomorrow, so my first 4 chapters have been daily updates...but not no more! Expect about 1 a week, maybe a little bit faster. I'll try to type during 4th Period (multimedia) but I only have 2 more weeks of that class....and I have 113% *jumps for joy* But I just might fail English, then no computer for 3 weeks (or until my grade is a C or better...) oh well, I can't let that happen, can I?
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Chapter Four: "The Babysitter...Part 2"
Within five minutes, Severus Snape returned with Madam Pomfrey who quickly brought a bag of potions and remedies over to the bed and shoed the two men out of the room so she could examine the boy. She rubbed a cooling balm over his forehead and removed the sheet of ice. She wasn't used to treating three year olds, but she was positive she could diagnose and treat whatever it was that the boy was currently plagued with.
Harry was very pale and she knew that he was tired, even without the dreamless sleep potion. His fever was high, but he'd had the chills earlier that day. She shook her head, it shouldn't be so hard to lower a fever. She didn't dare give the child any Children's Tylonel*, a drug muggles use to lower fevers that children get. Pomfrey quickly took his temperature herself. She knew of a potion, but didn't want to wake him. She pulled out a small syringe and filled it with the proper dose of the potion. Quickly she inserted the needle into his arm and gave him the medicine, "That should help. I don't believe Snape gave you that yet."
The boy rolled over, but made no noise. She wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. If he was, then the dreamless sleep didn't help him in the right way. Before Pomfrey had the chance to contemplate why he rolled over, Harry was back on his back and sitting up again, "Gonna..Throw-" He didn't finish before there was a large bucket in front of him and he was heaving the small amount of Gatorade that had been in his stomach out.
He laid down and Madam Pomfrey took off the sheet of ice and covered him with his warm comforter as he started shivering, "Calm down, Child. Everything will be fine."
Harry shook his head, "I want Aunt Minnie."
Madam Pomfrey didn't know what to say. She knew the boy had to try to get better before he would, "Harry, someone tried to get you sick. This isn't normal. Please, calm down and tell me everything you ate before you threw up in Uncle Albus' office."
Harry shook his head again and rolled over onto his side, facing away from Madam Pomfrey, "I want my bear."
Madam Pomfrey handed him the only bear that she could see in the room. It was a light brown, small teddy bear, "Now, will you tell me what you've eaten today?"
"Pancakes with Peanut Butter and Pumpkin Juice from the kitchens."
She nodded, "Thank you Harry. That's all I need."
Harry yawned and rubbed his eyes, falling asleep and would stay that way for the next 5 hours. He wouldn't wake up until Aunt Minnie was by his side at 7:00 PM. Pomfrey left the room to find Snape and Albus sitting on a scarlet colored couch by a wall facing a fireplace talking.
"Albus, is there anything wrong with the pumpkin juice in the kitchens? It was either that or pancakes and peanut butter that made the child sick."
Severus snorted, "It was probably that one elf that I can't talk you into giving clothes. Free the damn thing Headmaster. What's her name? Ferox?"
Albus sighed and glared at Severus, "She has done nothing to make me want to free her. She is still learning. Ferox has never slipped and hurt anyone, only spilled food. I trust her right now." He glanced at the door that was barely cracked open, "Poppy, did he say what elf gave him the juice?"
She shook her head, "For now, all we can do is switch on and off with a comforter and ice blanket, rub cooling balm on his head, and keep him as comfortable as possible. He vomited again, the Gatorade will not stay down."
Albus shook his head and glanced over at Severus, "I suggest we trade off Severus, one or two hour shifts. Minerva will be back in about four hours. She flooed me shortly before you came to my office."
"I will not watch over James Potter's son if someone else is available. If you need any potions, you can find me in my office."
Albus shook his head, stopped the man and turned him towards the door, "Now would be a perfect time for you to start getting over your hatred of James and begin helping his son. Please sit with him and switch his comforter to the ice blanket in twenty minutes."
Snape walked off, muttering again about a little brat who needed to learn more about taking up other people's time. Albus knew Severus wouldn't warm up to the boy immediately, but Harry needed a father figure in his life, a father figure who was closer to the same age as James. Severus may work.
For the next four hours, the two men continued to do as Madam Pomfrey had suggested. By the time Minerva got back, his fever was almost normal, and they were sure the boy would be fine within a couple of days.
"Albus? How is he? I told you to alert me if something happened."
"He's fine Minerva," The man assured her, "Severus just had a few problems with Harry because of his history with James. Just ignore the fact that I was ever here. His fever is almost normal again."
Minerva sighed, "Could he keep down any broth or Gatorade?"
"No. It came up about an hour after, when he woke up from a short nap."
Severus walked out of the orange room at the sound of Minerva's voice. He saw her and sighed, "I'm leaving. Continue switching off between the blanket of ice and his comforter. We can't have him getting too cold. Apply a cooling balm every thirty to fourty minutes. Rub it all over his forehead and his stomach and back. He's been asleep for about four hours, and I don't know how much longer it will last. I'm getting out while I still have the chance."
Minerva rolled her eyes, "Severus, thank you. He needed someone to care for him and you seem to have done a fine job. I'll have him thank you as soon as he is feeling better."
Severus nodded, "You're welcome. I have to go, if you need anything, I'll be in my office."
Albus watched as the woman turned to go to the child's room and the man walked out of the living quarters, his robes billowing behind him. Albus felt sorry for Minerva, knowing that she had worried about Harry the entire day, and now, he was doing better, but not as well as anyone had hoped. They couldn't figure out how he got sick, but Madam Pomfrey had concluded it wasn't just the stomach flu. Albus slowly followed her into the room, she was taking his temperature and hovering over him. It was just as he would have assumed Lily would do if she were still here.
"Minerva, are you hungry? I can get you some dinner," He offered, not sure that she had slept eaten dinner already. If she hadn't, she just needed to sit and rest for a few minutes. But when she didn't answer him, he placed a hand on her shoulder and guided her to the chair both he and Severus had occupied throughout the day, stopping her from fussing over him and tucking in the comforter so that when he woke up he wouldn't be able to move, "He's fine. He was shivering a few hours ago, and he's not now. Just sit down."
The woman sat and put her head in her hands, "Did you say something about dinner? That would be nice."
Albus nodded, "Change his blanket from the comforter to the sheet of ice sitting on the floor next to you. It will cool him off a little more. Maybe when he wakes up, he can take a cold bath, which will help a little more."
Minerva sighed again, "His temperature is still rather high though. He's had a lower core temperature for the last year that I know of. I don't know how fast we can lower it."
"We'll ask Poppy to help and what will happen if we can't lower his fever. I promise."
Minerva nodded and sat back in the chair as Albus left to go get the two of them some dinner. She stared at the boy, who was still resting quietly. His small figure was still pale, and his hair was matted down to his head, but she felt a motherly instinct come out in her when she started caring for him, it became stronger as the first year had passed by them and now, she loved Harry like he was her own son.
She noticed him starting to stir, but decided that if at all possible she would let him sleep a little longer. He needed the rest so his body could fight the infection that they apparently couldn't cure by magical means.
After a good ten more minutes, the boys green eyes opened and Harry looked around the room groggily, "Aunt Minnie?"
She smiled, "Yes, Harry. I'm back. Are you feeling any better?"
Harry shrugged, "Cold...and a little tired. Can I have something to drink?"
She thought for a moment, knowing whatever she did would have to be in the boy's best interests, "How about you stay up for half an hour with me, do fine, and then we get you half a glass of Gatorade?"
Harry nodded and sighed, "Never, ever leave me with Sevrus again."
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Next Chapter: Pomfrey examines again. Harry starts getting better....but then....something happens again, and it isn't good! Severus needs to learn how to be patient with teenage children, and Minerva fights teaching and taking care of Harry at the same time. Not to mention, a few students try to help Harry pronounce Hogwarts right. (No, "Hoggerts!" is not the correct way to say it!)
A/N: Please review! You Know You Want To! *yawns* kats is tired. She's going to bed. Please review for her! Nighty Nite Everyone!
oooh, yes, I must inform you all. I return to school tomorrow, so my first 4 chapters have been daily updates...but not no more! Expect about 1 a week, maybe a little bit faster. I'll try to type during 4th Period (multimedia) but I only have 2 more weeks of that class....and I have 113% *jumps for joy* But I just might fail English, then no computer for 3 weeks (or until my grade is a C or better...) oh well, I can't let that happen, can I?
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Chapter Four: "The Babysitter...Part 2"
Within five minutes, Severus Snape returned with Madam Pomfrey who quickly brought a bag of potions and remedies over to the bed and shoed the two men out of the room so she could examine the boy. She rubbed a cooling balm over his forehead and removed the sheet of ice. She wasn't used to treating three year olds, but she was positive she could diagnose and treat whatever it was that the boy was currently plagued with.
Harry was very pale and she knew that he was tired, even without the dreamless sleep potion. His fever was high, but he'd had the chills earlier that day. She shook her head, it shouldn't be so hard to lower a fever. She didn't dare give the child any Children's Tylonel*, a drug muggles use to lower fevers that children get. Pomfrey quickly took his temperature herself. She knew of a potion, but didn't want to wake him. She pulled out a small syringe and filled it with the proper dose of the potion. Quickly she inserted the needle into his arm and gave him the medicine, "That should help. I don't believe Snape gave you that yet."
The boy rolled over, but made no noise. She wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. If he was, then the dreamless sleep didn't help him in the right way. Before Pomfrey had the chance to contemplate why he rolled over, Harry was back on his back and sitting up again, "Gonna..Throw-" He didn't finish before there was a large bucket in front of him and he was heaving the small amount of Gatorade that had been in his stomach out.
He laid down and Madam Pomfrey took off the sheet of ice and covered him with his warm comforter as he started shivering, "Calm down, Child. Everything will be fine."
Harry shook his head, "I want Aunt Minnie."
Madam Pomfrey didn't know what to say. She knew the boy had to try to get better before he would, "Harry, someone tried to get you sick. This isn't normal. Please, calm down and tell me everything you ate before you threw up in Uncle Albus' office."
Harry shook his head again and rolled over onto his side, facing away from Madam Pomfrey, "I want my bear."
Madam Pomfrey handed him the only bear that she could see in the room. It was a light brown, small teddy bear, "Now, will you tell me what you've eaten today?"
"Pancakes with Peanut Butter and Pumpkin Juice from the kitchens."
She nodded, "Thank you Harry. That's all I need."
Harry yawned and rubbed his eyes, falling asleep and would stay that way for the next 5 hours. He wouldn't wake up until Aunt Minnie was by his side at 7:00 PM. Pomfrey left the room to find Snape and Albus sitting on a scarlet colored couch by a wall facing a fireplace talking.
"Albus, is there anything wrong with the pumpkin juice in the kitchens? It was either that or pancakes and peanut butter that made the child sick."
Severus snorted, "It was probably that one elf that I can't talk you into giving clothes. Free the damn thing Headmaster. What's her name? Ferox?"
Albus sighed and glared at Severus, "She has done nothing to make me want to free her. She is still learning. Ferox has never slipped and hurt anyone, only spilled food. I trust her right now." He glanced at the door that was barely cracked open, "Poppy, did he say what elf gave him the juice?"
She shook her head, "For now, all we can do is switch on and off with a comforter and ice blanket, rub cooling balm on his head, and keep him as comfortable as possible. He vomited again, the Gatorade will not stay down."
Albus shook his head and glanced over at Severus, "I suggest we trade off Severus, one or two hour shifts. Minerva will be back in about four hours. She flooed me shortly before you came to my office."
"I will not watch over James Potter's son if someone else is available. If you need any potions, you can find me in my office."
Albus shook his head, stopped the man and turned him towards the door, "Now would be a perfect time for you to start getting over your hatred of James and begin helping his son. Please sit with him and switch his comforter to the ice blanket in twenty minutes."
Snape walked off, muttering again about a little brat who needed to learn more about taking up other people's time. Albus knew Severus wouldn't warm up to the boy immediately, but Harry needed a father figure in his life, a father figure who was closer to the same age as James. Severus may work.
For the next four hours, the two men continued to do as Madam Pomfrey had suggested. By the time Minerva got back, his fever was almost normal, and they were sure the boy would be fine within a couple of days.
"Albus? How is he? I told you to alert me if something happened."
"He's fine Minerva," The man assured her, "Severus just had a few problems with Harry because of his history with James. Just ignore the fact that I was ever here. His fever is almost normal again."
Minerva sighed, "Could he keep down any broth or Gatorade?"
"No. It came up about an hour after, when he woke up from a short nap."
Severus walked out of the orange room at the sound of Minerva's voice. He saw her and sighed, "I'm leaving. Continue switching off between the blanket of ice and his comforter. We can't have him getting too cold. Apply a cooling balm every thirty to fourty minutes. Rub it all over his forehead and his stomach and back. He's been asleep for about four hours, and I don't know how much longer it will last. I'm getting out while I still have the chance."
Minerva rolled her eyes, "Severus, thank you. He needed someone to care for him and you seem to have done a fine job. I'll have him thank you as soon as he is feeling better."
Severus nodded, "You're welcome. I have to go, if you need anything, I'll be in my office."
Albus watched as the woman turned to go to the child's room and the man walked out of the living quarters, his robes billowing behind him. Albus felt sorry for Minerva, knowing that she had worried about Harry the entire day, and now, he was doing better, but not as well as anyone had hoped. They couldn't figure out how he got sick, but Madam Pomfrey had concluded it wasn't just the stomach flu. Albus slowly followed her into the room, she was taking his temperature and hovering over him. It was just as he would have assumed Lily would do if she were still here.
"Minerva, are you hungry? I can get you some dinner," He offered, not sure that she had slept eaten dinner already. If she hadn't, she just needed to sit and rest for a few minutes. But when she didn't answer him, he placed a hand on her shoulder and guided her to the chair both he and Severus had occupied throughout the day, stopping her from fussing over him and tucking in the comforter so that when he woke up he wouldn't be able to move, "He's fine. He was shivering a few hours ago, and he's not now. Just sit down."
The woman sat and put her head in her hands, "Did you say something about dinner? That would be nice."
Albus nodded, "Change his blanket from the comforter to the sheet of ice sitting on the floor next to you. It will cool him off a little more. Maybe when he wakes up, he can take a cold bath, which will help a little more."
Minerva sighed again, "His temperature is still rather high though. He's had a lower core temperature for the last year that I know of. I don't know how fast we can lower it."
"We'll ask Poppy to help and what will happen if we can't lower his fever. I promise."
Minerva nodded and sat back in the chair as Albus left to go get the two of them some dinner. She stared at the boy, who was still resting quietly. His small figure was still pale, and his hair was matted down to his head, but she felt a motherly instinct come out in her when she started caring for him, it became stronger as the first year had passed by them and now, she loved Harry like he was her own son.
She noticed him starting to stir, but decided that if at all possible she would let him sleep a little longer. He needed the rest so his body could fight the infection that they apparently couldn't cure by magical means.
After a good ten more minutes, the boys green eyes opened and Harry looked around the room groggily, "Aunt Minnie?"
She smiled, "Yes, Harry. I'm back. Are you feeling any better?"
Harry shrugged, "Cold...and a little tired. Can I have something to drink?"
She thought for a moment, knowing whatever she did would have to be in the boy's best interests, "How about you stay up for half an hour with me, do fine, and then we get you half a glass of Gatorade?"
Harry nodded and sighed, "Never, ever leave me with Sevrus again."
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Next Chapter: Pomfrey examines again. Harry starts getting better....but then....something happens again, and it isn't good! Severus needs to learn how to be patient with teenage children, and Minerva fights teaching and taking care of Harry at the same time. Not to mention, a few students try to help Harry pronounce Hogwarts right. (No, "Hoggerts!" is not the correct way to say it!)
A/N: Please review! You Know You Want To! *yawns* kats is tired. She's going to bed. Please review for her! Nighty Nite Everyone!