Sorry about the loooong delay, but softball is really catcing up to me. Thanks for the reviews, though I wish I had gotten some more. I have most of the story line plotted out, I just have to find time and paitence to type it.

The next day Harry, Remus, and Sirius (in dog form) flooed to a Wizard's house a couple of miles away from the Hospital, which turned out to be different from others. When they arrived, they saw a lot of kids in wheelchairs or with prosthetic limbs, which confused Sirius, since he knew little about the muggle world. They were greeted in the lobby by a young receptionist, who paged Dr. (or healer) Johnson.

"Hello, you must be Remus and Harry." The doctor bent down and patted Sirius on the head, then whispered, "and Sirius."

This shocked all three of them, causing Johnson to laugh at their expressions. "It's ok; I have the full story from Albus. Why don't we go to my office to talk in private."

After everyone was safely in the office and the door shut securely, Sirius transformed into his human form. "So Dumbledore said you could help Harry, right?" Sirius sounded eager, but desperate at the same time.

"I don't know how much we can repair, but after I can get the full extent of the damage, I can give you a better answer."

Remus was listening intently, then said, "How long would Harry have to be here, considering, you know, both he and Sirius are being hunted by different people of course. There are risks of having us here, and Harry under your care."

"Yes I understand the risks, using wizarding means, and muggle, we could have him out of here in 3 weeks to a month, that's pretty good for this type of injury repair." Johnson took out a folder, then began flipping through it. "This is your medical record, Harry. It seems you visited the hospital on three occasions, am I correct?"

Harry swallowed, "Yes Sir."

"You are allergic to certain medications, as the doctors had found out during your longest visit, correct?"

"Yes, that's correct."

"Well, we will be sure to avoid using any of hose medications, all right? Why don't I have you go with Dr.O'Greevy. I need to discuss technicalities with your guardians, and we need to get a full report on the condition of your back."

Five minutes later, Harry was being examined, and Remus and Sirius were still in the office.

"I won't lie to you two; this will be a hard procedure. In both ways, it's tricky to perform, and hard on the body as well. I don't know if Harry is strong enough to have his done yet, he looks rather thing, but we will have all the details in a few minutes."

"I was wondering, Dr. what was Harry in the hospital for before this?" Remus asked curiously.

"Just call me Will, it says in his record, a broken arm, a cut that required ten stitches, and, of course, the big one, an advanced case of the flu. If you don't properly get taken care of while you are sick, it can become extremely bad, sometimes, of not treated correctly, can kill."

"So Harry wasn't properly taken care of?" Sirius said, wishing the Dusley's weren't all dead so he could make them pay for not treating his Godson the right way.

"Actually the 'relatives' he was living with said he claimed he was fine. In every case though, the doctors found something odd. All the injuries were caused or associated with the relatives. The broken arm, caused by the cousin, when they were 'wrestling' and got a little too rough. The cut, which was on Harry's chest, was caused from falling off his bike. The thing was, neither of those things could have caused those injures, and a child would never claim he's fine when he has a fever of 105. It says in here it could have been abuse, but they didn't have enough evidence to try anything." Johnson sat back in his chair and ran a hand through his blondish hair. He closed the file and set it down on the desk.

Sirius growled, surprising Will, he knew that people sometimes acted like their amagnus form, but he had never seen it before. Remus just closed his eyes and bowed his head, he thought that may have been what was happening at the Dusley's but he told himself he was making it up in his head as an excuse to get Harry out of there. He was supposed to be safe there because of the wards, little did they know, he was almost as safe as going to a slumber party at Riddle Mansion.

"So what now?" Remus said, head still down.

"I suggest you don't pressure Harry into talking about what happened, if he wants to talk, he will, once the test results are finished, we can discuss safety precautions, such as wards and such. Plus you must think about getting Harry fitted for leg braces once the surgery is finished, getting him special crutches, and you may want to look into making wherever you are going to go more wheelchair accessible, such as building ramps, and keeping his room on the first floor." Johnson said thoughtfully, "You may also want to think about either getting him physical therapy or one of you learning the basics for safety reasons."

"Is there anything else?" Sirius looked at the doctor, them man could see that Harry had a good home with these people, they really cared about him.

"You may want to wait on bringing anyone to visit him until after the surgery, he's a proud kid, I can tell from the way he holds himself and won't let anyone push his chair. I doubt he would like to look weak in front of any of his friends, plus, he may be in some pain, so he might not be up to it, or he may be a bit…..crabby if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, we know exactly what you mean, you might want to be aware of the fact Harry has an odd history other than The-Boy-Who-Lived thing. Just to be safe, keep anyone who might have a pet snake or something away from him. Also….." Sirius trailed off seeing the doctor's confused expression.

"Harry has some uh….odd talents, some of which are considered to be dark, such as being a Parselmouth." Remus explained, trying to hide his smile.

"Oh, anything else I should be aware of?"

"Nightmares, I'm surprised he can even function with the amount of sleep he gets. Almost every night he wakes up screaming, you might want to be careful with who his roommate is, like, if you have someone who is deaf, which would work great." Remus continued, becoming more serious.

"Hmmm, I'll have to work on that." Johnson smiled.

"Well then, if we're all set, I'm going to go find Harry." Remus got up from his chair, Sirius, following his lead, turned back into a dog. Remus shook the Doctor's hand, while Sirius barked appreciatively.

"I'll call you; you do know how to use the telephone, right?" Johnson joked, Remus nodded, a smile on his face. Sirius had no idea how to use one though, last time, well lets say it wasn't pretty. "Yeah, here's the number of the hotel we will be staying at, we want to be closer, and floo is hard on Harry." Remus scribbled the number down on a piece of parchment he pulled out of the pocket of his pants.

"I'll have the final details by tonight I believe, good day to you Mr.Lupin."