CHF:Okay here to read today's disclaimer is everyone's favorite blondeSlytherin, DRACO:squee:
Draco: OO okay anyway. . .normal disclaimer:CHF don't own any of the Harry Potter characters or anything from the Harry Potter books,movies, etc., all of that good stuffers belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros.I believe.
CHF:sigh: But you're here now Dray:huggle:
Draco: Oh dear. Okay you :points to readers: go on read the fic while I try to get her off me.
CHF:still hanging onto Draco: I'll never let go!
Draco:points at her:You don't own that lil cliche either!
CHF:Fine ruin my fun. :sticks out tongue:
Poppy Pomfrey sighed as she approached the door of the Hogwarts Infirmary. She did all she could to heal Harry Potter after the Final Battle of the Second War. Now it was all up to Harry if he would live or not. She stopped herself before openiong the door. She had to remain calm as she told them the news, but this boy, Harry, had always seemed almost like one of her own. Now, we must dedicate that bed to him, she thought. He has used it enough. However, as she opened the door and saw the pained and tear stained faces of his family and friends, she could barely contain herself. She felt that familiar tingling sensation of tears pricking the corners of her eyes. She took a deep breath.
"He's resting now, but I've done all I can for him. It's all up to him now if he survives," she said trying desperately not to cry. She saw Draco Malfoy stand up from where he had been sitting on the floor. Sirius Black put his arm around his shoulders comfortingly.
"C-can we see him now?" he asked, his voice shaking slightly from rying and from the shock of what had happened over the last few hours. Madam Pomfrey nodded.
"You can all see him now, but please be quiet," she said as she led them into the Infirmary.
Draco, Ron and Hermione sat down next to Harry's bed while Sirius, Remus and Professor Dumbledore talked in hushed tones near the Infirmary door.
"He had so many injuries," she said in a slightly hushed tone, "The most damage was done by the Injuries Curse. He also had a few broken ribs. I managed to heal those and some of the more shallow cuts and bruises on his body. There were a few wounds that will have to heal on their own. His magic and body were both exhausted from the battle. It is all up to him now. If he makes it through the night, then there is some hope of recovery. However, if he doesn't, well. . ."
Professor Dumbledore nodded solemnly. Remus paled considerably while Sirius collapsed into a chair behind them. He put his head in his hands.
"We can't lose him, Remus," he sobbed, "We just can't." Remus nodded sadly.
"I know, Siri," He said sadly, "I know."
"Sirius, Remus, there are still other dangers to Harry," Professor Dumbledore conceded to them, "If Harry does make it through this, there are still Death Eaters out there that would harm him."
Remus's eyes widened in realization. Even though many of the Death Eaters had been either killed or sent to Azkaban, there were still some of Voldemort's inner circle on the loose.
"I'll set up extra precautions at Grimmauld Place, The Burrow, and Miss Granger's parents' house," said Professor Dumbledore. He turned to leave but Sirius stopped him.
"Professor, place some extra wards around the summer house in Wales also," Sirius said in a tone that told him not to question him as of yet.
Professor Dumbledore nodded in understanding and left the Infirmary. At Harry's bedside, Draco brushed a stray lock of ebony hair away from Harry's face.
"I'm so sorry, Harry," Draco murmured as a stray tear slid down his cheek, "Just please come back to us."
Sirius and Remus got up from where they had been near the Infirmary door and walked over to Harry's bed. The three sixth years looked up at Sirius and Remus as they stopped near Harry's bed.
"You guys have had a long day," Sirius stated in a surprisingly calm tone, "Maybe you three should go get some sleep."
Draco shook his head. "I'm not going. I can't leave him," he stated solemnly. Ron and Hermione nodded in agreement. Sirius nodded. He understood how he felt. Just then, the door to the Infirmary opened. Professor McGonagoll peeked her head in. When she saw Sirius and Remus, she opened the door wider and stepped in.
"Sirius, Remus, Albus would like to see you for a moment," she told them. They nodded. "We'll be back soon."
They strode quickly through the halls up to he Headmaster's office. Professor McGonagoll told the stone gargoyle the password (Smarties) and the three made their way up the stairs to Professor Dumbledore's office. Professor Dumbledore was standing behind his desk with his back to the door. He turned around when Professor McGonagoll closed the door behind them.
"Good you're here then," he sighed, "I've just gotten some extremely important information concerning Harry and the Death Eaters that are still on the loose.
"Apparently, should the Dark Lord fail in killing Harry, Voldemort left a back-up plan for his Death Eaters to follow. It consists of a curse being placed on Harry. Fortunately, Harry's has to be in the immediate vicinity of at least one Death Eater. They only need one to place the curse upon Harry. Unfortunately, we don't know what curse this is or how we can stop this plan of theirs.
"Also, a few of the inner circle that were in Azkaban mangaed to escape. Peter Pettigrew and Rodolphus Lestrange along with a few others were able to escape yesterday. Why we only found out now, I don't know. However" He was suddenly cut off by a loud sound piercing through the air.
"Good heavens!" exclaimed Professor McGonagoll. "The wards have been breached!" Sirius's eyes widened in realization. He whispered something that only the keenest ears could hear.
"Harry."
And so ends chapter 2. Review!
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angel-yuripa: Thanks bunches fer reading! I'm glad you enjoyed it. And I hope you enjoyed this lil chapter also. I'm glad you liked the spell thing also.
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