Chapter Two: Day Two at St.Mungos

Warning(s): hint to oral rape, minor violence, angsty

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"Hello again Harry." Harry kept his eyes glued on Nevans as the man walked into the room. The white door slid shut behind the man with a bang, making Harry flinch slightly. Nevans seemed to ignore the movement as he pulled up a chair and took a seat. "How was your breakfast?"

"Sucked." Harry said. Nevans chuckled and Harry felt a tremor go up his spine.

"And how is the medication? Any side effects? Any unpleasant feelings?" Harry shook his head in the negative and Nevans jotted something down onto a little pad of paper. "Good then, everything seems to be working like it should. Any nightmares?"

"No."

"Not very talkative today." Nevans commented, making Harry turn his head away. He refused to say anything else. "That's okay. It's only your first session after all. You don't quite trust me yet." Harry let out a soft snort and Nevans cocked an eyebrow at him. "Or maybe you don't trust anyone. Is that it?"

"I don't want to talk." Harry replied. Nevans nodded and scratched something down.

"Is it me? Would you like to talk to someone else? I can arrange that."

"No!" Nevans jumped. "I just…don't….it's not you." Nevans quirked an eyebrow but Harry refused to say more.

"All right then. I just want to ask some simple questions. Is that okay? You just have to no or shake your head." Harry nodded. "Okay, question one. You live with your relatives?" Harry nodded once. "Do you like it there." A pause, then Harry shook his head in the negative. "Do you want to tell me why?"

"They hate me." Harry whispered. Nevans nodded and wrote something.

"Did they hit you?" Harry ignored the question, so Nevans re-worded it. "Were you ever injured during the months you were there?" Harry nodded once but refused to answer any more questions after that. Nevans shut his little pad of paper and tucked it into is pocket. "I think that's enough for today. Your medicine will be brought in shortly with some lunch. We'll have another short session before dinner, okay?"

Harry watched the doctor silently as he left before turning to lay on his stomach. He pillowed his head on his arms and took a deep breath. 'I don't want to be here.' He thought unhappily. 'I want to be home. Wherever that is.'

He dozed off as he waited for his medications, and unintentionally slipped into a dream…..

"Such a waste of space." Harry whimpered as a heavy object crashed into his side. He spat up blood and heard a disgusted snort. He was toed over onto his back and cracked open his eyes to see Vernon staring down at him.

"Leave….me…alone…" Harry croaked. Vernon sneered down at him and fisted a meaty hand in Harry's thick hair.

"I think not. You've caused enough grief in this family."Vernon lifted Harry a few inches off the ground and one hand strayed towards hi zipper.

"No." Harry groaned. He tried to struggle and twist his way out of his uncle's grasp, but something grabbed his legs. He closed his eyes and screamed, just as something was shoved into his mouth…..

"NO!" Harry shot up, green eyes wide in fright. The orderly in front of him leapt back. He had a pill in his hand and Harry's eyes locked onto it.

"it's okay kid, I'm just here to give you your medicine." Harry turned to look at the man's face and suddenly he felt cold. His eyes slipped out of focus and he heard himself talking.

"Get away….from me." He said coldly. His body trembled and he saw the man hold out the hand with the pills.

"Just take these and you'll feel better." He said with a trace of…fear? Harry felt himself grin evilly before all went black.

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Harry woke up to darkness. He blinked as if the cause was his eyes, but then realized that he was in a different room. This room was smaller than the one he had been in, and the bed frame was made "What the hell…"

"Glad to see you're awake." Harry's head shot up to see Nevans standing in a corner. He was watching Harry apprehensively.

"What happened?" Harry asked softly. Nevans relaxed and strode over to sit on a chair that he conjured.

"Your hostile personality took over and trashed your old room. Scared one of the new orderlies." Harry's face flushed. "But it's not your fault. You were late on your medication and that's what caused you to revert." Seeing Harry's confused expression he carried on. "When a patient with MPD is on meds for the first time, they need to keep to a schedule until their body gets used to the meds. If they skip a dose or are late for a dose, then they are more at risk to revert. In your case you just woke from a nightmare, got scared, and your hostile personality focused on the fact that Dan was nervous."

"Oh…I'm sorry."

"No need to apologise." Nevans said gently. "Now we've moved you to a new room. This one has magic dampeners, which will be removed at a later date, and is magically re-enforced to alarm us if you're reverting to one of your personalities. It's also charmed to repel force. Like if you tried to punch something, it would cushion it like a muggle padded room."

"Oh."

"All right, let's start a quick session before dinner. Maybe we can figure out what made you revert hmm?" Harry shrugged, almost immediately becoming shy and slightly nervous. "Now," He said reverting to full doctor mode, "What was that nightmare about?"

"Nothing." Harry hedged. Nevans scratched something down.

"Was it a you-know-who vision?" Nevans asked carefully, not expecting a reply.

"No." Harry surprised him. "Not Voldemort." Green eyes bore into his. "If you're a head doctor, why can't you say his name?" Nevans froze.

"Bad memories." He replied shortly. "I don't fear the name, just the man behind it." Harry nodded. "Now nice try at changing the subject." Harry grinned nervously. "Let's talk about your family." Harry stiffened. "Now I know you live…"

"They aren't my family." Harry said, interrupting Nevans.

"Oh?" Harry clenched his jaw shut. "Okay then, how about your friends?"

"Don't have any. Not any more." Nevans scribbled something down. "Are we done?"

"Not yet. Care to explain why you say that?"

"No." Nevans nodded and closed his notepad.

"Then I'll let you rest up." Nevans said. He stood and banished the chair. "we'll talk more about this when you're ready, hmm?" Harry shrugged his shoulders. Nevans sighed and left Harry to his thoughts.

TBC

Theoddguy- Due to the abuse he suffered at the Durselys, Harry developed the problem during the summer as a means to "escape" from the pain. He flipped out at Dumbledore's secret and reverted to his hostile personality, which he didn't know he had. That's all I'm saying on this for now, you'll learn more soon enough.