A/N: i know, its a short chapter. its just a filler while i figure out where this is going to go. please dont hate me. ill update as soon as i can!

Chapter 10

Harry woke the next morning to the doctor prodding his shoulder. He promptly glared at him , even through his half asleep state. The doctor just shook his head and told Harry to open his mouth for his meds. Harry clenched his jaw and refused to open. The doctor tried to coax him into taking the pills for twenty minutes. Harry could tell he was quickly getting fed up with being patient. After one last attempt the doctor slammed the small cup filled with pills onto Harry's bedside table.

"You will take these pills today or so help me, God. I will not tolerate this attitude. Now, open your mouth, Harry."

Harry's only movement was to narrow his eyes. The doctor took a deep, calming breath before proceeding. He pinched Harry's nose closed and waited for the tightly sealed lips to part, if only slightly. Harry would not let this guy beat him. He knew how to hold his breath for long periods of time, a weird skill he'd acquired when he was a kid. He was grateful for it now. Dr. Benson couldn't believe how strong Harry's will was. He placed one hand on Harry's lower jaw and tugged.

Harry growled low in his throat as his jaw was pried apart. He felt the pills being shoved in his mouth. Before the doctor could get the water into his mouth Harry spit the pills out. Most landed on the floor by the doctor's feet. Harry was pleased to see that Dr. Benson was officially pissed off. He spun on his heel and stalked out of the room. Harry whipped his head around when he heard Evan clapping.

"Nice, kid. No one goes against Benson like that. I'm surprised he just gave up. However, I have no doubt you will now have your meds through IV. It's usually what he does for uncooperative patients."

Harry grunted, but didn't say anything. He was about to let it out that After Evan had fallen asleep he had managed to wiggled the IV needle out of his arm.

"Man, you are so screwed. Benson isn't going to be Mr. Nice Guy anymore. You'd better watch out for yourself, kid."

Dr. Benson entered the room again, this time with a needle, he poked the needle through the IV bag and emptied its contents into it. Harry smiled in satisfaction. Evan noticed his expression, but didn't say anything while the doctor was there. Dr. Benson remained in the room, waiting for the drugs to take effect. When nothing happened, he was pissed off, not to mention confused. The doctor double checked everything. When he got to the arm the IV was supposed to be in he paused.

"How the hell did you managed that, Mr. Potter. We can't have that now, can we? I think it's time for a change in how we administer your medication."

Evan was shocked. He didn't know of anyone else that had been able to detach their IVs. Harry still looked smug. The doctor once again exited the room.

"Wow, kid, how'd you do that? Those things are impossible to remove! No one's been able to do it. I guess they aren't going to be able to break you as easily as I thought."

"I'm not going down without a damn good fight. I don't care if it takes everything I've got. I've been through this once before and they basically ripped me to shreds. Not this time. I won't allow it."