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When the group landed in the backyard of number 4 Privet Drive, they were met with six wands aimed at them. The Aurors at seeing Dumbledore lowered their wands as the group moved inside. They moved through the back door into the living room. The voice of Minister Fudge could be heard coming from the kitchen, it seemed he was trying to calm Harry's relatives down. Madam Pomfrey entered as everyone took a seat and approached Dumbledore.
'Good your back. You were a match Albus, so I will need to draw some blood. Follow me upstairs. I'll have one of the muggle nurses come get a sample from you all so that we can check it versus Harry.' With that she swept Albus upstairs while the others tried to figure out what was going on. Bill realizing this spoke up.
'Harry was hit with so much magic, a lot of it dark, that potions and healing magic isn't working properly. He lost too much blood and we can't replenish it magically. We have some muggle healers here to ummm, infuse I think, blood to Harry. They will check all of us to see if our blood is compatible with Harrys.'
The Grangers approached the nurse that came down stairs, 'Hi. I am Richard Granger, and this is my wife Ann. Although we are both dentists, we each are registered nurses, and would like to help if we can.'
The nurse looked relieved, 'Thank you so much, although we don't usually get to work on wizards, sometimes magic isn't available so we have to use non magic means. We will need to draw a sample from everyone willing to give blood. Now, any witches or wizards must willingly give their blood or we can't use it. Un-willing blood is used in dark magic, but for what we need, it needs to be given freely. I have some drawing kits here if you can just write their name on the sample so we can test it.'
She handed each of them a tray with needles and small sample tubes along with a permanent marker. Everyone was willing to give blood to help Harry, but all they needed was a small amount to check first. Once they had the samples they followed the nurse upstairs to a bedroom, but it was very different than a normal bedroom. It had been magically expanded to allow for Harry's bed and all the medical supplies and personnel to work. There were also three additional beds, one occupied by Albus Dumbledore as they withdrew blood to be given to Harry. When the healers moved enough to see Harry, Mrs. Granger gasped. There was visible magic moving around his body, like electricity, arcing occasionally between skin and sheets or the IV tubes that were running to his arms. Five IV's were being used. Two looked to be fluids and the last three were for blood. The amount of bandaging around his neck suggested that his throat had been cut. There was another long bandage running from under his right arm down his ribcage then across his abdomen. They could see the surgical stapler, so they knew that was how his wounds were being closed until they could use magic. Several other small cuts had been stitched and there was a nasty burn on the left side of his face, ear and neck. There was a splint on his left arm and right upper leg, suggesting that both were broken. A silent look passed between the Grangers, they understood that it would be best for the kids not to see Harry right now. There was a small station set up where a healer was testing the blood. There were several rejections already present, most likely everyone here had been tested first. They watched as tears ran down Albus' cheeks as he whispered something to Harry then turned to head downstairs.
The Grangers followed since it would be awhile before they would get the results. They heard the voices as they reached the living room, the others were discussing their letters from Harry. He had given the twins some more money and asked them to send everyone in the DA some of their pranks next year. Ron's letter was a list of all the things Ron had that Harry was jealous of. From the look in Ron's eyes, he wouldn't be jealous of Harry ever again. Harry had listed several things he had noticed about Ginny, from little mannerisms she had to the number of freckles on her nose, which was six. He told her that he was sorry it took him so long to realize she was more than Ron's little sister.
While everyone discussed things about Harry, Ann Granger looked around the room. The house was almost too clean, everything in just the right place. There were a lot of pictures, placed strategically around the room so that you had to see them wherever you sat. But as she inspected the pictures, she found none of Harry, it was as if he didn't live here at all. She was about to voice her concerns when the nurse returned.
'Mr. Granger, Fluer Delacour, and Ginny Weasley are all matches. Now as Miss Delacour and Weasley are witches, I need your permission to use your blood. Do you give your blood willingly to Harry James Potter?' She held a quill above her clipboard waiting for the responses.
Ginny answered quickly, 'I, Ginerva Molly Weasley, give my blood and magic to Harry James Potter.' The nurse made a note then turned to Fluer, who looked questioningly at Bill.
'But I am part Veela, surely it can't be a match? I, Fluer Antoinette Delacour, give my blood and magic to Harry James Potter.' The nurse made another note, but seemed shocked that it was a match as well. Whispers broke out around the room and seeing her mothers confusion, Hermione explained what a Veela was and why it was odd that Harry's body would accept it.
Bill, Albus and Richard led the girls upstairs, pausing outside the door to warn them about Harry's condition, but it was for naught. Fluer handled it better, but they both began crying. Ginny screamed at first, having to be restrained as she lunged to get to Harry. Bill was finally able to get her to one of the other beds to let the nurses work. Mrs. Granger worked on Ginny to talk to and calm her down. She explained what little she had found out, and how they hoped that the new blood would help Harry to fight the magic still present around his body. Curses had broken Harry's left arm and right thigh. Two curses had left cuts under his right arm traveling down his ribcage and another across his stomach. Some type of curse had burned the side and back of his head but the worst wound was a severing curse that had hit him in the throat. They had used muggle methods to pull the wounds together to stop bleeding, but it didn't look hopeful without magic to help the healing process.
Ginny felt light headed after giving blood but asked if she could just sit here with Harry. The nurses were skeptical at first, but Madam Pomfrey allowed her to stay saying that Harry might like some company.
'Just you talk to him dear. Let him know that we are all here for him.' With that she went back to work with some of the other healers, they were preparing potions for when the magic around Harry wore off. She pulled her chair closer and leaned forward a bit to rest her elbows on his bed without getting to close.
'Harry its Ginny. Everyone is here, downstairs waiting to see you. Ron, Hermione, the twins, mum and dad, Hermione's parents and even Bill and Fluer are waiting. Please Harry, I need you, you can't give up now. Please come back to me, to us.' Ginny began to pour her heart out. She told of all the things she had dreamed about him and her, how they would be perfect together and after school they would have their own house in the country. Harry would play seeker for one of the professional teams while she worked as a healer for St Mungos.
She described her dream house to him, down to the color of the bathroom tile. They would have twins first, one boy one girl, followed by another boy, and lastly another girl. She began asking him about what to call their children. She wanted to call the twins Alexander and Alexis, and the other two would be James Sirius and Lily Elizabeth. She was nervous at first, to voice her secret desires and dreams, but the more she spoke, the easier it got. She relaxed and moved closer to Harry as this happened until she reached out and took his hand. She wasn't thinking about it really, it was just something to reassure both of them, a form of comfort, to gently hold his hand, just to touch him.
No one noticed her action till it was too late, her screams filled the room, drifting down stairs and through the house. The magic coursing around Harry began flowing to Ginny. She was feeling the effects of several curses, but the one that caused her to scream was the Cruciatus curse. The others as well as a few aurors rushed into the room. Bill, two of the aurors, and two healers all grabbed on to pull them apart, but the magic exploded outward throwing all of them to the floor. The magic was gone, leaving Ginny shivering on the floor next to Harry's bed. A healer helped her to another bed while the rest began working on Harry.
This was the first look most of those downstairs had of Harry and they didn't take it well. Hermione began crying into Ron's shoulder, as Ron buried his head in her hair. Neither could look at their friend in this state, battered and broken. Most everyone was having trouble looking at Harry once the healers removed the bandages and began removing the surgical staples and magically healing the wounds closed. Ginny was moved to a bed and given potions to help with the pain she had been through. There were several cuts along her arms and slight burn marks as well made by the magic coursing from Harry to her. Everyone was shooed out of the room and told to wait downstairs. The healers did what they could, but there was only so much magically healing a body could withstand at once. He would need to let some of the wounds heal naturally for a day or so then they could fix that up as well. The broken bones, small lacerations and bruising was left to be healed later. They repaired his throat and the deep cuts along his side and abdomen, still visible by slight scars which they said could be healed later on with a salve. They also fixed the burns along his face and head nicely, all that was left was for his hair to grow back.
Downstairs other magic was being performed. Ministry wizards put charms on the house and yard so that the neighbors wouldn't notice the aurors on duty, or the amount of visitors that was frequenting the house. They also at the request, or more to bribe the Dursleys, put charms on the lawn and flower beds so the flowers were always immaculate and no weeds would grow. The loos were charmed so that the hot water was endless, and the bathtub now had different bubbles and fragrances available, as well as a sort of Jacuzzi effect which the healers thought would be good for Harry once he started recovering.
To help hide all the freaks as they termed them, a basement was built which was accessed from the cupboard under the stairs. It of course was magically expanded so that there were several rooms, as the Weasleys, Grangers and some of the healers would be staying till Harry was better. Dudley even got over some of his fear when he noticed that they were adding some recreational rooms. One was a weight room that would help develop Harry's muscles since he would be bed ridden for awhile, and the other was more for entertainment, with a pool table, a few chessboards, a dartboard and even a stereo, TV and video player following suggestions from the Grangers. Dudley helped them with the weight equipment and showed everyone how to properly use them. Arthur was fascinated by it all. The men eventually added a poker table, much to the ladies protests. Although Rita's article had a clause about not sending any mail or such, the ministry had to magic an owlery in the attic, with a magic shoot to drop letters and deposit them into a room in the basement to be sorted. The howlers to the Dursleys were sent to a sound proof bin, while the rest were sorted by Dobby and Winky. The owlery was charmed to have water and treats for the owls, plus the elves could pop in to clean it easily.
During the first day while everyone was waiting at Privet Drive, death eaters attacked the Burrow, the Grangers home, and even Longbottom estate. With no one to defend the Burrow it was destroyed, which put the Weasley's in an even more sour mood. The Granger's home was saved mostly by the muggle firemen who responded promptly. The wards on the Longbottom estate held and the ministry was able to capture one death eater while two more were killed in the attack. Death eaters attacked Grimauld Place as well, not number 12, but the houses next to it. Again the ministry and the muggle firemen were able to keep things from getting out of hand, but Dumbledore decided that Privet Drive was the safest place for everyone.
As such that night it was very crowded with sleeping bags. Dreamless sleep potions were given to almost everyone, but with the amount of magic Ginny had been exposed to they didn't risk it. So at about midnight, with everyone but the aurors on duty asleep, Ginny crept into Harry's room, which was reduced down to just about twice its normal size with only his bed instead of three others. She gently crawled in next to him and laid down, resting her head on his chest. Almost instinctively Harry's arm curled around her and she quickly looked to his face, but he was very much asleep. Sighing she got comfortable and soon was asleep, a deep dream filled sleep, but happy dreams of a healthy Harry, free of Voldemort and the damn prophecy.
She didn't notice the other person in the room, sitting quietly in the chair on the other side. It was Remus Lupin. He too had been hit by the magic surrounding Harry, and then had been sedated the muggle way to let him rest. Once he had woken he snuck into Harry's room and just set there in quiet vigil. He smiled as he watched Ginny sneak in and snuggle with Harry. When he heard her finally fall asleep, he got up and moved closer. They reminded him so much of James and Lily, he wept, he had lost so much, as had Harry. He then swore himself to Harry and Harry alone. He was no longer a member of the Order. He was Harry's protector, teacher, friend and most importantly, Uncle Remus. He would help Harry with anything and everything and the world could be damned to stop him, werewolf or not.
