Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all associated names belong to the fabulous JK Rowling. Whoa that sounded so professional! . '

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Hello again!

Now that my school's out, I should be updating more often… Although this is my first update… –shrugs- Oh well. I'll try to update at least once a week! With Algebra 2 and Physics over the next six weeks, it might be a little longer. Oh! For future reference, I'm going to sneak my computer into my sleep away camp so I can still update. I'm not sure if they have Internet access there, so I might end up posting like 5 chapters when I return. But fear not, young ones, that won't be until August!

-hypersmiles- I am loved! Within the first 24 hours I have had 391 hits and four reviews! Thanks to all my fans! –pauses- I… have… fans! –shrieks- YAY! I'M SO LUFFEHED! –spazes- -dies- -comesbacktolife- . Sorry for the rambling! It's best I start the actual story now.

Buttons and Giant Cats,

Lyria Dae

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The familiar and disgusting smell of a muggle doctor's office filled Harry's nose. He tried to get up, but was too weak. He nearly feinted again.

"Whoa there, you shouldn't be up yet. You need your rest," said a woman started to fiddle around with the machines next to Harry.

"Where… where am I? Why am I here? Who are you?" was all the teenager could manage to get out from his weak voice.

"Why, you're at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. From what your family said, you just feinted in the middle of the kitchen. I'm the nurse who has been hooking you up to these bloody obnoxious, idiotic, pointless muggle machines." It seemed that the machine comment was meant as an inner thought. The nurse continued to mumble about the confusing machines while she fiddled with some wires. Suddenly the door burst open. One rather large figure entered followed by a skinny character.

Nearly in tears, the large figure approached Harry. "By Merlin's Beard! Harry! You're okay! The doctors thought you were a goner! Being unconscious for a week, I wouldn't blame them for thinking that!" Molly Weasley was about to hug the boy when the nurse jumped in front of her.

"I'll have you know that you are breaking one of our most important rules by being in here! Need I call security on you two?" the nurse said rather rudely.

"There will be no need for that. We have special passes from the ministry," Lupin ((Harry had recognized the voice of the skinny one)) said matter-of-factly as he handed the nurse both passes.

The nurse snatched them out of Lupin's hand and read them both. The first one read:

The Ministry of Magic

Authorized Pass to St. Mungo's Hospital of Magical Maladies and Injuries for Lupin

Authorized By:

Arthur Weasley

The other one was pretty much the same, with the tiny exception of the name "Molly" was written in the place of "Lupin".

"How do I know you didn't just steal one of these pre-signed and added your names to it? And how do I know that this 'Arthur Weasley' is real?" the nurse questioned accusingly. With that comment, Molly waved her wand into the air and in an instant Arthur Weasley appeared in the room.

"What's the matter?" he asked Mrs. Weasley in concern.

"I told you that they wouldn't believe us! Why couldn't you have just come like I asked! It would've been much less of a hassle!" Molly exploded at her husband.

Arthur turned to the nurse and held out a ID card. "I am real and I did give these two those cards. Any problems?" He raised an eyebrow.

"How do I know this isn't a fake ID?" the nurse glared at Arthur showing no sign of weakness. "Out!" she pointed towards the door.

As the three were on their way towards the door, the nurse went back to working on the machines. Lupin turned around and made sure he got only Harry's attention before he tossed him a chocolate bar. "You left it at the table when you feinted," he mouthed.

"Thanks again!" Harry mouthed back and smiled. He quickly placed it under his pillow and began to devour it the moment the nurse left.

The moment Harry had enough strength to walk to the bathroom on his own, he was released from St. Mungo's and picked up by Arthur. While walking out, the nurse continuously glared at Arthur. Arthur shrugged it off as nothing and the two returned to the Burrow in special Ministry cars.

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As they were pulling up the driveway, Arthur turned around in the front seat. Looking at Harry and then at the floor, he said, "Don't worry, Harry. We know the Prophet is full of rubbish. We'll have that article sorted out faster than you can say 'Pheonixes fly fast while their feathers fall fluently' five times fast!"

Harry sat there dumbfounded. He had no idea what Arthur was talking about since the nurse insisted that he wasn't to read the papers ((she claimed that his brain might "over-load" and he would fall into a coma and spend the whole summer in the hospital)). Not knowing what was in the news nearly caused another trip to St. Mungo's when they got out of the car.

The driver opened the door for Harry. As he got out of the back seat, he could see the whole gang: Molly, Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and…

"Malfoy!" Harry stuttered.

Draco Malfoy stood in the front doorway with that usual smirk on his face. Next to him was his father who couldn't stop glaring at Harry.

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So… I hope this chapter has stayed up to your standards. .

I've had a little bit of writers block towards the middle, but I got some rest and got right back to the story the next morning. It is a bits shorter then I had planned, but it's the best I could do. Oh! And sorry for the other ebil cliffy, although if you had read my author's note at the beginning of the first chapter, you would know where this was going.

Clams, Beef Jerky, and Grape Punch,

Lyria Dae