On the fourth floor of St. Mungos Wizarding Hospital, there lied a fragile teenager unconscious in a sterile hospital bed. He was in a private room, so no other patients would bother him, or notify the press of his presence. There was, however, a large group of red headed wizards, a muggle born witch, and a shabby looking man. The three adults were having hushed conversations in the corner of the small room, while the rest seemed to work on school work on the floor next to the hospital bed. They all seemed to be waiting for Harry to awake.

They did not have to wait for much longer, before the boys eyes opened, wincing as he shifted in his bed. The school children looked up immediately, the lanky red head and the brunette witch immediately rushed to his side. The adults glanced towards Harry, the relief on their face evident as he moved more.

"Don't crowd him! The poor dear only just woke up. Give him some space!" The red headed mother said, walking over to lead two of the golden trio away.

"Molly, why don't we go home and eat lunch? Let's let Remus talk to Harry." The red-headed man said wearily, herding his children on the floor out the door, while his wife escorted the other two after him. Protest could be heard outside of the room, slowly softening as they got further and further away.

Remus sat down next to Harry in the only chair in the room, looking at him pitifully. The man pulled out a pair of glasses out of his coat to hand to the boy. Harry accepted them graciously, giving Remus a small smile as he put them on.

"Harry, I expect you'll be recognizing some major changes physically pretty soon here, as you wake up a bit more. Don't panic. It'll be okay. As you can probably feel, you received some pretty severe burns." He stopped and glanced at Harry, seeing he had lost his attention already. Harry was staring at his hands, shocked. At least, he was staring at what was left of his hand. His hand was so badly burnt, it was almost unrecognizable. The boys eyes started to fill with tears. Remus could only look at him; he couldn't even offer him any physical comfort due to his injuries.

"I'm so sorry, Harry They tried. Your hand just… it couldn't be saved any further. If it was a muggle fire, that would be one thing. But magical fire, well, the burns are harder to treat. They put a stasis spell on your hand for now, to see what you wanted to do. You could keep it preserved like it is, with some nerve therapy; you may be able to move your fingers again. Or they could remove the hand and replace it with a prosthetic- "

"No! No… I… no." The boy shuddered, and then winced in pain as he did so. He looked up at Remus, ashamed.

"It's okay Harry. No one is forcing you to do anything." The man said, trying to soothe Harry. Harry visibly relaxed, letting out a breath of relief.

"Harry, I'm going to tell you this now, just to get it over with. You had some broken ribs, but those were mended. One of the ribs also pierced your lungs, but that was also mended. Your feet were severely burned, but within a couple of months should be mostly back to normal. Oh, and you had a concussion and some bruising, also healed by the healer. It won't be long until you are bombarded with questions, by everyone. Due to the amount of smoke you inhaled, the healers say to limit your talking, so you should be fine for a couple of days."Remus was watching Harry now, who was sitting still, face expressionless. His eyes said everything, however, as the boy sorted through his thoughts in his mind.

Harry knew this was a problem. He knew he should feel concerned for his injuries, but he just felt… numb. He nodded to himself, numb was a good word to describe it. He knew it might even be better to remain numb, before he lost it in front of all of his friends, causing them to worry unnecessarily. Yes, for now, numb is best. He looked up at Remus, unaware of how long he has been lost in his own thoughts. He pointed to cup full of water, knowing his throat was too parched to talk at the moment.

Remus hastily reached out to grab the cup for the chosen one, wanting to help him as much as he possibly could. He gave him a sad smile as he handed to cup to him, knowing Harry was staying strong unnecessarily for everyone else.

Harry gulped the water nervously, finding the cup was automatically refilling, so it would never run out of water. When he felt he drank enough, he handed the cup back to Remus.

"How long?" Harry said, with a raspy voice. He observed the room he was in, while Remus interpreted the question. The room was small, with cheery yellow walls. There was a table close to him, but placed far enough to be out of reach. On the table there were a couple of magazines, pictures moving in the magical way that they do. He noticed some school books on the floor, still open to the page the owners were working on, parchment and quills scattered haphazardly over the floor. He looked back towards Remus, realizing he had been talking to him.

"Sorry, what were you saying?"

"I was asking if you meant how long you were out, or how long you would have to be in the hospital. To the first, three days. To the second, I really don't know." Harry nodded, and looked back at the wall. He was scared, though he would never admit it. He kept trying not to look down at his arm, knowing the results would be disastrous.

"Oh. Do you… Do you think they will still want me a Hogwarts? Or now that-"

"Of course, Harry! They would never expel you for something like this! Life maybe… well, it may be more difficult now, but they will never refuse a student because of any disabilities." Remus said, his face hardened, eyes sure. Harry remembered that the man had made it through Hogwarts as a werewolf, a taboo creature in wizarding society. His confidence must branch from that.

"Thank you. For everything." Harry said, looking up at his former professor. He gave the man a smile, to show how grateful he was. As long as he could still attend Hogwarts, everything would be alright.

(AN: Another update, in celebration of achieving a Pottermore account on day 3! I'm also working on a tumblr account, if anyone would actually like to follow me there, let me know. Although no reviews, the feedback seems to be more positive than I could hope for. Thank you for the alerts and faves :) Once again, the pairing is not set in stone, feel free to request whatever pair you prefer. I like pretty much all pairings, even the obviously impossible ones! I will work on longer chapters in the future.)