Disclaimer-I don't own Danny Phantom or Harry Potter all I have are any OCs that may appear

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Danny wasn't coping well in the hospital. He hardly ever stopped crying and until the end of his first week he only had the intermittent company of Sam who was occasionally kicked out by the more strict hospital staff. At the end of the week his Aunt Alicia had arrived. She rarely left him alone and was furious that his godfather had disappeared off in the middle of the night after breaking the news. In comparison to the nights the days had been wonderful. Danny would wake from nightmares almost the instant he had closed his eyes. Even though he could barely remember the nightmares they continued in the blackness of the room. The room felt tiny, the dark felt like it was crushing him and every noise sparked fear that this building would also come down on top of him. He couldn't get to the light switch to banish the dark. He was trapped. He would try to call for someone but his voice wouldn't come, like the dark air had stolen it away. By the end of the week he had started to sleep in the day only because he couldn't stay wake. Danny wanted out.

Danny wasn't nearly as ready for the discussion of where he was going to go upon release. Release was only even being discussed because of the state Danny was in emotionally. It was quite clear that he didn't see the hospital as the safe environment it was intended to be.

Helen personally didn't think there was much to discuss considering Vlad had vanished when Danny needed him but she felt that it wouldn't be fair on Danny to make a decision without first discussing it with him.

Danny could only remember a couple of visits to his Aunt and Uncle's house in England. He only recalled the Christmas when he was seven and another visit when he was eight during the summer. He could also only remember one time that his Aunt, Uncle and Cousin had come to visit them when he was six for Christmas. There might have been other times before but those were the ones that he could remember. When the Dursleys had come for Christmas they had been really nice to him and Jazz. Dudley had been a bit boisterous but that was the only problem till the dinner which had featured a glowing green turkey that no one but his Dad had touched. The Christmas round the Dursley's had been fun. For Danny that had been his first time in another country and he treated it like an adventure. He had so much fun that when his parents had revealed they would be visiting again a month before the summer visit he had been really excited. Jazz however wasn't so pleased with the idea and Danny couldn't work out why. Yeah Dudley wasn't that great at sharing and didn't take loosing too well but Danny had been rather protective of his toy rockets when the Dursleys had visited them. That visit wasn't as fun. It was cut short after an argument between his Aunt and his Mom.

Despite the fact that the Dursleys were nice Danny didn't want to leave home. He knew he couldn't ever truly go home but he hated the idea of leaving Amity Park. He wanted to go with Vlad but Vlad was missing. No one had seen him since the night after Danny woke up. Vlad had always been there. He visited the family on a regular basis. He was more like an Uncle to Danny than a Godfather. Danny was rather upset about Vlad's disappearance, he was scared something had happened to him. If Vlad didn't come back he would have to leave Amity Park.

The Dursley's arrived half way through the next week. During their visits was probably the quietest that Dudley had ever been in Danny's knowledge. His Aunt Petunia fussed over him and his uncle would stiffly try to say comforting things. There were long awkward silences when Dudley and Danny were left alone. Danny didn't feel like talking, by this point he was just to tired and Dudley had no idea what to say.

It was a week after the Durselys arrived when the doctors decided it was time to release Danny from the hospital. Danny was sorted out with a wheelchair and his Aunt and Uncle were talked through everything they needed to about Danny's condition. Even though they were out in the corridor with the door closed when being told this Danny could hear every word. He had never really been told how bad his injuries were. They were given a list of strong painkillers he could be given; which explained why Danny hadn't felt anything of the multiple fractures in his arms and leg. They were also given a list of antibiotics and other things he would need to take. At least he was getting out. Danny kept insisting that he was just going with them for a visit and when Vlad came back he would go home. Sam came with them to the airport to see him off she promised that she would write to him and that she would come to visit later in the summer if she could get it past her parents.

Danny waved to Sam as they boarded. He was silently wishing that Vlad would turn up right now so that he didn't have to go. Vlad didn't arrive and soon he was watching Amity Park shrink away.

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When they touched down in London Danny's Uncle Vernon insisted on taking him for a check up. He kept saying that the American doctors couldn't be trusted to get things right. Danny shivered slightly as they entered the examination room his breath visible, the room must have been cold. The doctor was tall and rather pasty. He introduced himself as Doctor Rand. The doctor organised fresh x-rays of his broken limbs to find that the injuries were not nearly as bad as was stated in the file. Danny's left arm wasn't actually broken and there were less fractures in his other arm and leg than the records said. Uncle Vernon's face went purple when he was told the mistakes that had been made.

"The other good news is that none of the mistakes caused more harm and I will personally contact Amity Park Hospital to make sure that further mistakes aren't made." The doctor's happy tone changed to a stern one half way through his sentence.

"Good." Uncle Vernon said.

"Does this mean Danny needs different medicines?" Aunt Petunia asked worried that they might have given him to much had they not taken him for a check up.

"He'll still need the antibiotics, the last thing he needs right now is an infection. Also I think despite the challenge it will be that he would be better off using a crutch saying as he turns out not to have broken both of his arms."

The Dursleys were all for the idea of Danny using a crutch, it meant that they wouldn't need to make the house accessible for a wheelchair for the time Danny would have needed it. Danny liked the idea of being able to move round on his own.

"After going through such as ordeal I would advise organising some sessions with a psychiatrist." Doctor Rand suggested to Vernon while Danny was sorted out with a crutch instead of the wheelchair.

"Hmmm yes that may help. Is there anyone you would recommend?" Vernon definitely took a shine to the doctor.

"Doctor Spectra. She is an expert in dealing with grief and specialises in young patients. Here I have one of her cards." He dug a card out and passed it to Vernon.

Number 4 Privet Drive hadn't changed much since Danny's last visit. The only real differences were more pictures of Dudley, a new TV, a new car and various other new things that he barely noticed because despite being new most didn't differ from the old version that much. Aunt Petunia helped him up the stairs to the guest bedroom that would be his while Uncle Vernon carried up the small amount of things Danny had.

During the week Danny discovered other things had changed in the house since his last visit. The spare bedroom Jazz had used that had been a little cluttered with Dudley's things was now officially Dudley's second room. The house had a new conservatory on the back and he was fairly certain that there were mice or maybe rats living in the cupboard under the stairs.

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Danny shivered and saw his breath as he first entered Doctor Spectra's office. He had to ask himself what was it with doctors in England and the cold anyway. "Hi you must be Danny." The spiky red haired woman who must have been Doctor Spectra said with a rather cheery tone. Danny nodded. She quickly stood up and guided him over to the sofa. "Come in, sit down and tell me all about what happened."

Danny didn't feel comfortable telling someone he had only just met about what had happened but she was there to help. The whole purpose of the sessions was to get him to talk about it and make him feel better. Nervously Danny began.

"Hmmmm... sounds to me like you distracted him."

"W...What no... I..."

"Well surely your dad never made this big of a mistake before."

"Yeah but..."

"Having to keep an eye on your child as well as invent must be very distracting."

"I... It w...wasn't my fault!"

"Oh... I'm not saying it was sweetie. It was an accident, a mistake."

Danny felt horrible after the session with Doctor Spectra. She might not have thought it was his fault but it was, he was certain of that. He had distracted his dad. He should have stayed out of the lab. He had been asking all those questions; what's this, what does it do? No wonder his dad had made a mistake. They were all dead because he had been curious.