Wow! I got two reviews! I was sooooo excited that I decided to get another chapter up!

Thanks to my one reviewer!

ER: Here you go! Also, if you look in the last chapter you see that he has diffuse histoitic lymphoma. I am not sure about the spelling but I know that it is a type of cancer and…leukemia is way too overused.

Laralyn: Thanks! I thought it up all by myself *giggles and smiles at what a genius she is*

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Harry awoke the next morning to the bright light of the hospital wing again.

" I think you should consider painting this room a different color. White is rather boring. Also, I don't think that being blinded while having a headache can be good for you" He shouted, hoping to get Madame Pomfrey's attention. She heard him and came bustling over to him. He sighed as she nagged him and prodded and poked him to make sure that everything healed right. She was mumbling to herself and Harry was making hilarious faces and mimicking her speech. Professors Snape and Dumbledore stood at the door, trying hard to conceal their smiles (yes, I know well, I'm making Snape a good guy in this story ok! It's time for some Snape/Harry bonding (notice I said BONDING and NOT SLASH! No offense to anyone at all but I don't like slash. I am not even sure if I am going to have him be paired with anyone yet…yeah I'll stop rambling now)). Madame Pomfrey smacked him in the back of the head. Harry pouted and his lower lip trembled.

"Oh stop it!" She said to him. Harry just gave her a lopsided grin and chuckled a bit.

"You are to start treatment after lunch today" She stated briskly.

"Yeah, yeah, I know" Harry said "Will I be able to get out of bed before then?" He asked hopefully.

"I'll think about it but don't get your hopes up." She told him. She left the room promising to be back within a moment. Harry waited until she was gone for a few seconds before running over to Snape and Dumbledore and falling to his knees and clasping his hands together.

"Please! You have got to get me out of here! You don't know what it's like in here, day after day!" He begged.

"Don't worry, my boy," Dumbledore assured him ", We will get you out!" They weren't able to talk long as Madame Pomfrey arrived a moment later.

"What are you doing? Get in that bed!" She screeched. He mock saluted her and went back to the bed. He raised his eyebrows at Dumbledore who jumped in and began talking to Madame Pomfrey.

"You know Madame Pomfrey…with Harry staying in bed all the time…he won't be able to get any exercise or anything…so perhaps he could and run around for a while or take a fly until lunch." He suggested. Madame Pomfrey looked at him suspiciously but nodded.

"Alright, but I want you back in here at 11:30. I need to give you your medication to take. Then you can go to lunch and then we start treatment." She said firmly. Harry was fine with that. He leapt out of bed and bolted out the door. Madame Pomfrey counted in her head 'Three…Two…One…'. Harry stepped back into the room wearing his hospital pajamas. He held a finger up and opened his mouth to say something.

"You don't suppose-" He got cut off by Madame Pomfrey banishing a sweatshirt, sweatpants, and a tee shirt at him. The professors had to laugh. The pants had landed on his head and covered his face, the tee-shirt on his finger, and the sweatshirt on the shoulder opposite the one with the T-shirt on it.

"Thank you" He mumbled and turned and began walking away, clothes still on him.

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Next chapter: Some Harry/Dudley bonding (again, BONDING!), treatment, loads of pills, and a chase around Hogwarts

Stay tuned!