Third P.O.V.
"Neville! Luna! Hermione! It's so good to see you guys! I feel like I haven't seen you in forever," Harry said as he gave each person a hug.
"Well, you haven't really seen us since we left school," Neville said, sheepishly.
"True, Nev," Harry said, jumping on Neville's back. Neville quickly grabbed on to Harry's thighs to ensure that he didn't fall.
"Harry! You're going to scare the poor boy half to death!" Hermione scolded jokingly, chuckling softly at Harry.
"Sorry, 'mione. I can't help it, it's really fun!" Harry laughed.
"I don't mind it, Hermione," Neville said softly.
"It is good to see you, Harry!" Luna smiled.
"Mm," Harry said, smiling widely at Luna.
"Harry!" Ron yelled, coming down the stairs.
"Ron."
"How's it been? You doing good?"
"Of course. How have you been?" Harry said, slightly annoyed. Harry quickly climbed off of Neville's back. He grabbed Neville's hand, leaning into his side.
"I've been fine."
"Good. Hey, do you know where the twins are? And your other siblings?" Harry asked, looking around.
"Ah, yeah, Fred and George are in their room, Bill and Charlie are in their room, and Percy is with Oliver in his room," Ron said, looking annoyed. "Why?"
Harry glanced at Ron before turning towards. "I want to see them, I won't see them during school, like I'll see you and everyone else. Where's your dad?"
"Kitchen," Ron grumbled, stomping up to his room.
Harry sighed. "You guys go sit down in the living room, I'll be back soon. And I'll be talking to you, Neville," Harry said, walking up the stairs.
Neville shivered and walked the opposite way with Hermione and Luna to the living room.
"Hey, Gred, Forge, how've you guys been?" Harry asked, leaning against the doorway.
"We've been-" George said.
"Good," Fred finished. "We've been making new products for our shop."
"Cool! Send me the finished products, yeah?" Harry said.
"Sure," George said. "We're almost done with a few of the products, so we'll send you some soon."
"Okay, well, I just came up to say hi. I'll see you when lunch is ready!" Harry said, running out of the room and up the stairs.
"Bye!" George and Fred shouted in unison.
Harry quickly ran up the stairs, stopping at Percy's door. He opened the door.
"Hey, Percy- Oh my god," Harry said, staring wide eyed at Percy and Oliver, who was basically humping Percy.
"Harry!" Oliver gasped, quickly backing away from Percy. "What are you doing here?"
"I- it's my birthday, Mrs. Weasley invited me over," Harry stuttered. "I-i'll just go and leave you guys to it."
Harry quickly shut the door and stumbled up the stairs to Bill and Charlie's room.
"Hey, Bill, Charlie, you won't believe what I just saw!" Harry said, walking into their room.
"What?"
"Percy and Oliver were about to have sex in Percy's room and I caught them," Harry said, moving to sit down by the door.
Bill and Charlie laughed at Harry.
"Traumatizing, huh?" Charlie asked.
"Very."
"Everyone in the family has seen it, don't worry," Bill said.
Harry rest his head against the wall and sighed. "Well, I came up to say hi, I'm here, and now I've been traumatized."
The three laughed for a good five minutes.
"I'm gonna go back downstairs now, I have to talk to someone down there," Harry said, panting lightly.
"Bye, Harry," they said.
Harry ran back down the stairs. He slipped and fell down the stairs, stopping at the bottom.
"OW! Neville, 'Mione, Luna!" Harry shouted, tears welling up.
The three came running, as well as everyone else in the house, bar Percy, Oliver, and Ron.
"Oh, Harry what happened?" Neville whispered, kneeling next to Harry.
"I fell down the stairs!" He cried, hugging Neville. "Everything hurts!"
"W-we should get him to St. Mungo's," Neville said to Arthur. "I can apparate Harry there and you guys can follow."
"Yeah, let's do that," Arthur said. "Molly, stay here with Percy and Oliver and Ron. I'll come back to tell you how he's doing."
"No, I'll get Percy, Oliver, and Ron and we'll all go together," Molly said, stomping up the stairs to get the three boys.
"Let's go now, before she gets back," Arthur whispered.
Neville picked Harry up bridal style and apparated them to St. Mungo's. "I need someone's help!" Neville shouted.
Almost every medical person ran over to Neville when they saw him holding the Boy Who Lived.
"What happened?" They all shouted, trying to take Harry.
"Something. Hey, you!" Neville shouted, pointing to a doctor that wasn't surrounding Harry. "Show me to a room for you to treat Harry."
The doctor nodded nervously. "Of course."
The doctor, who's name turned out to be Alex Smith, lead Neville to a room.
"U-um, what happened to him?"
"He fell down a long flight of stairs. He said everything hurts, right, Harry?" Neville asked softly, looking down at Harry.
"My s-stomach hurts, I-i think I'm gonna pu-" Harry didn't to finish his sentence before vomiting in the container Healer Smith had got out.
"We'are gonna run some tests, okay, Mr. Potter?" the healer said. "We'll just get some blood and get those tests right away."
Harry nodded and held his arm out for the healer to draw blood.