Again later then I promised…sorry for that…
But it's awfully hard to write in the first person if you haven't done it before…
The chapter's also a little bit shorter then the previous chapter…but this one is more interesting if you ask me
Anyhow, I hope you enjoy!
Painful waking
Harry moaned as he hauled himself out of the tub.
"I can't believe that git. First he's all nice and then he suddenly runs off."
He muttered to himself when he reached for a towel.
Carefully he tried to dry himself without agitating his wounds. But the towel got drenched anyway.
He picked up his trousers, but dropped them again when he realized they were all torn and bloody.
He staggered into the infirmary, towards a cupboard from which he pulled a pair of boxers and pyjama bottoms.
He looked around to see if anyone was near, and when he saw nobody, he carefully removed the wet boxers, and put the new ones on.
After he had managed that, he put on the bottoms.
He went to the bed in which he'd woken and laid down.
He rolled to his side, having less wounds there, and he fell asleep. Not noticing that the snow white sheets he lay on, slowly turned crimson.
"When do you think he'll wake, 'Mione?"
- Is that Ron? -
"Madame Pomfrey said it could be a few hours, or a week, or a month…He used raw magic to defeat them…It drained him…"
- Is that why I can't move? -
"So he won't be there in the last week?"
"Honestly, Ron! Not even 24 hours ago he defeated over a dozen of wizards even adults don't want to face." - What! It feels like I slept for ages…- "And you already expect him to be bouncing off the walls?"
"Well…Dumbledore did say he'd been awake once…"
"Yes, and what else did he say? Honestly Ron, you need to learn how to listen! Harry's been awake, yes. But he broke down. He told professor Snape to kill him!"
- Merlin! They know about that? -
"I'm sorry Hermione…Please don't cry…
- She's crying? Please 'Mione…Don't cry… -
"'Mione…Hermione!"
"What?"
"His hand moved."
- How perceptive… -
"Harry?"
"Can you hear us mate?"
- Obviously…I guess they want me to move, huh? -
"Ron, go get Madame Pomfrey."
"N-no" I managed to croak out.
"Harry? Merlin. You're ok!" Hermione squeals as she hugs me.
"'M-mione…wounds…" - Merlin that hurts -
"Oh sorry! It's just…they said you might not make it and…I…"
Ron took that as a sign to leave, but I saw tears welling up in her eyes again. So I did the only thing I could think of at that moment.
I pulled her into a hug.
Yes, you got that right, shy, timid Harry Potter pulls his female friend into a hug.
- Miracles never stop to seize… -
We just sat there, comforting each other by just being there. Me by being alive, 'Mione by being my friend, giving me comfort…
"Ahem."
I looked up to see Madame Pomfrey, Ron ,the headmaster and professor Snape standing there.
"P-profe-sor Snape?" I looked up at him in horror.
- What is he doing here? He…confuses me… -
"Harry my boy. It's good to see you're up and about" Dumbledore said, his twinkle ever present.
"Yes sir" I said with a smile, noticing that my voice came back a bit.
"You had us quite worried my boy" He said looking in Snape's direction.
I looked away, to ashamed of how I'd relied on a teacher I've hated since day one…
"Miss Granger. Why don't you help me collect al the potions I need. So mister Potter'll have the chance to lie down again?" Madame Pomfrey said with a smile.
I blushed as I let go of Hermione. I hadn't even realized we were still hugging…
- I can't believe I hugged Hermione…In front of everyone! -
Snape must've seen my expression, 'cause he spoke up.
"Everyone needs the support of their friends once in a while. As would be considered normal for a teenager" He said looking me in the eye.
He didn't know how much what he said affected me…A normal teenager…It was normal. I could be normal.
I smiled at him. A true, genuine smile.
"I know…Thanks sir."
Ron opened his mouth, probably to comment on the fact that professor Snape and I had a civilised conversation, but Hermione elbowed him as she walked past him.
And if I heard correctly, she said: "Let it be."
I chose to ignore it, and turned to Dumbledore.
"Sir? When can I get out of here?" I asked, referring to the hospital wing
"Not until a few days my boy. We've almost lost you. So you'll have to stay to make sure you don't relapse."
"But I feel fine. And the last week's coming up!"
- I can't be bedridden in the last week, I won't see my friends until the end of the vacation after that! -
"Don't worry my boy. You'll see more of Hogwarts than you know. That's why I came actually…I have some bad news Harry…"
- What? Voldemort's not dead? -
"Your relatives were killed just an hour ago…I'm sorry…"
- Dead? The Dursleys were dead…They couldn't hurt me anymore! But the were killed…by who? Because of me?… -
"I know your sad Harry but-"
"Sad? I don't feel up to It. Or else I'd be jumping around" I said, not noticing how menacing that sounded.
Dumbledore was genuinely shocked at that.
"Harry? What…?" He said, looking confused.
"Have you ever looked at my first Hogwarts letter sir? It was addressed to 'the cupboard under the stairs.'"
Dumbledore was about to speak up when professor Snape interrupted him.
"Why don't you tell it from the beginning mister Potter? I can guess what happened, but that's just speculation"
I looked up at Snape, wanting to tell him to buzz off…But they had the right to know…
The teachers at least…
"I'll tell….but I don't want Ron to hear…Not yet…"
"But Harry…Mione and I…We want to know." Ron said looking hurt.
"I know Ron…Not yet…I'll tell you, but not now…It's… too painful…" I avoided his gaze, knowing I truly hurt him.
"I'll leave then…'Mione and I'll come back later mate…" He said turning around and practically running out of the wing.
"I'm sorry…But I just can't Ron…" I whispered to myself.
"Are you ready Harry?" Dumbledore asked.
"Y-yes…"
Darkness set in in the infirmary.
Harry lay on the bed, wondering what was going to happen now. He didn't have his relatives to return to now…Maybe he could stay with the Weasleys?
He heard a door closing, a key turning in a lock.
Madame Pomfrey was leaving! He could finally get out of there.
He slowly got to his feet, picking up his wand, and walked in the direction of the exit.
But what he didn't know was that Pomfrey had been waiting for him.
"And where do you think you're going young man?" She said in a stern tone.
"Please let me go Madame…I'm ok enough to sleep in my own bed…I just want to go back to my dorm…" He tried with his saddest tone.
"That trick won't work on me mister Potter. Go back to bed. And I'll maybe consider that you'll leave on Wednesday…" She said stiffly.
"Thanks Madame." Harry said smiling.
"Now get back in bed"
"Yes Madame…"
So? What do you think? Please let me know
I'll try to update soon, since I let you in suspense about the potions class-scene
Bye! –xXx–
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Btw, don't flame for grammar errors or type errors, because my BETA only reads the chapters to find out what I wrote, put in a few new dots, and then sends it back…
So I'm looking for a new beta… so….anyone? hides from all the things her sister is trowing at her
Please let me know! ouch!
BTW! i'm going on vacation for 2-3 weeks, so i won't be updating in that time, it might even take longer 'cause i'm in a YGO mood at the moment --
