Hello, how are you all? well here is the second chapter i hope you enjoy it all.

Chapter Two

It had been about two months since Harry's birthday and he was once again working in the back of the shop, he hadn't been feeling well over the last two weeks. He had been throwing up most mornings; he had hidden that well from the twins. He had to be very careful when getting out of the bed even though he was in a rush to do so.

Harry moved one of the boxes over to the other side of the storeroom. He was tidying the place up as the twins had just put their experiments anywhere. His stomach started to cramp up on him again, he slide down the wall he was leaning against and waited until it passed, as it always did. He hoped that Fred and George would stay in the front of the shop.

Finally the cramping passed and Harry was able to get up and start tidying the room once again. It took a few hours to get the room in some sort of order. The twins never once ventured into the storeroom. He went out into the front and told the twins that he was finished in the back. He then told them that he was going to go upstairs to the apartment and start on dinner.

He went up the stairs to the apartment and unlocked the door, he left the door unlocked for the twins to come in later when they had closed the shop for the night. He went into the kitchen and started to make the twins favorite shepherds pie with cheese grated on top.

It was almost two hours later when the twins came through the door. "Harry, you made our favourites," Fred said as he went into the kitchen where Harry was finishing up their dinner. He and George went either side of him and kissed him softly on the cheek in greeting.

They grabbed their plates and went over to the table and sat down and began to eat their meal. Their chatter was about new products that Fred was playing around with. Harry suggested to them that they should get in touch with Severus Snape, he was goods with potions and may be able to help them with any problems they had. The meal ended and they decided to watch a film together.

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The next day Harry was working in the front with Fred and George, though George kept going into the lab in the basement to try out something that he had thought of while working. Harry was restocking the shelves and Fred was working the till. George was once again on the shop floor helping Harry. Whatever he had done down in the lab had left a few black smudges on his face.

Harry reached to put something on one of the top shelves when the edges of his vision went black. He swayed on his feet and his knees buckled underneath him. He dropped the box he was trying to place on the shelf. He fell towards the floor; strong arms went around him stopping his descent.

"Harry?" George said as he held Harry up. "What's wrong Harry?" he asked him.

"Nothing, just feel a little dizzy. I'm fine," he reassured him as Fred came over to them both.

"Didn't look like nothing to me Harry. George, take him upstairs and get him to lie down for a while," Fred told his brother. "I'm going to shut the shop for the rest of the day okay." George nodded in agreement.

George helped Harry up and kept him steady on his feet as he took Harry up to the apartment. Fred sorted out the last of the customers in the shop so he could close the shop. George let Harry lie down on the bed and joined him, waiting for Fred to come up from the shop.

Fred walked into the bedroom and said, "Harry what happened, it was more than a dizzy spell."

"I don't really know what it was everything goes black around the edges and then I start to fall, it's happened a few times but that's all," Harry told them, not able to lie to them.

Fred sighed, "A few times Harry. Why didn't you tell us? We could have helped, or at least made you rest a little more to make sure you were all right, or to bring in a medi-witch."

Harry looked up into his eyes and smiled. "Sorry Fred, I guess I'm still not use to leaning on others when things go wrong, I have been independent for such a long time I'm not used to it. Sorry."

"Don't worry Harry; you are going to see Madam Pomfrey tomorrow," George said as he looked at Harry, a mischievous smile on his face. "No arguments," He then said as he saw Harry was about to protest.

"She will never let me go if I end up there again, please George have some mercy for me," Harry said, remembering the last words the strict and possessive medi-witch had said to him.

"Are you ever going to tell us what she said to you to make you run from her?" Fred asked, seeing the look on Harry's face.

"She said and I quote 'if I ever catch you in here again before you are twenty you will not leave. You have had more injuries in eighteen years, then everyone that has passed through the doors of this hospital wing during my tenure here. I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!' thankfully I haven't been in the last year, so please George have some mercy. I don't want to be under lock and key for a year, think I wont be able to be in you bed for a year you'd have to learn to go without me," He pleaded as best as he could.

"You are still going, Fred will you fire call her now and tell her to expect us tomorrow," He asked his brother.

"Yeah okay." Fred smiled back as he got of the bed and went into the small living room to make the call. A few moments later he came back in grinning from ear to ear. "Well she said to come by tomorrow."

"Did she say anything else?" George asked, noticing the grin, along with Harry who looked stricken.

"Yes she did dear brother, she said and this time I quote 'make sure to pack him a bag of clothes because he will not be coming home.' I think she will want to keep you this time Harry."

"Oh no." was all Harry could say as he shook his head.

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