After watching Pot-no Harry for the last two hours to make sure no more seizures would occur while he went and made the necessary potions that Harry would need. He cast a spell to alert him of any changes, because he could not trust a house elf to even come here with Potter here. Severus felt very uneasy about leaving him, but the potions that were needed that he did have were out of date and had been meaning to make new ones. Severus just never thought that they would be needed so soon, as he himself rarely got sick because he didn't have the time. He looked back once more at the peacefully sleeping Harry, and walked towards the basement of the house Albus left to him to keep himself safe, and Potter if it was needed for his protection as well.
Severus was not sure how he would get Potter through the rape, as he had been the first to rape the poor boy, and Harry would still not allow anyone to touch him. How was he to help? All he could do is give his support from a distances til Potter was more willing to open up again, and that could take a while something no one had. They had a war to finish and to win how would that happen if Harry Potter was this broken, even if he acted as he wasn't. Severus knew that Potter was shattered, not just by the rape but also by the betrayal of Ginevra Weasley, and her rape of him. He placed the ingredients into a huge cauldron of Fever Reducer, before stirring counter clock-wise.
It was then as he was putting the last of the ingredients into the seizure potion to give to Potter to reduce the chances of them happening again, in the next few hours to reduce the chances of another if he continued to have such a struggle to keep Potter's fever down. It was then that the alarm spell started going off alerting Severus that something was wrong with Potter. He rushed the stasis charm for the cauldrons that he had going and rushed up the stairs.
From the bottom floor he could hear the screams and cries coming from the upstairs, "NO, PLEASE NOT AGAIN!" Severus heard, taking to stairs at a time. Remembering that Potter had not had any Dreamless sleep potion. When Severus finally made it up the stairs to Harry's bedroom, he could hear from outside the door that Harry was having nightmares from the muttering that was coming from the bedroom. Severus pushed the door open, and walked over to the side of Potter's bed to try to wake him. "Potter?" He spoke softly gently shaking him. Harry still thrashed on the bed, it was like he was so trapped in the nightmares or even a vision Severus didn't know, and he also didn't know how to fix or help him other than try to wake him. Even with that he didn't have much experience with comforting anyone and with what Potter had gone through well, Harry needed someone with patience and caring. At least that was what Severus thought and he was none of that, because no one else could come here that could expose them. So no one Potter knew could come here, not even letters could go out in hopes to calm the minds of the wolf, the weasels that Potter knew that he could still trust, and the know-it-all. All the people that Harry was use to relying on, were ones that he could not rely at this time.
Severus scanned Harry to check his fever and the status of the healing of his wound. His fever as still slightly high, and was close to time for another Fever Reducer so he spelled that into Potter's stomach, along with some Dreamless Sleep in hopes that it would curve the nightmares that Potter was having. It was then that Harry muttered the youngest female Weasley name, thrashed around trying to push Severus away thinking he was her. He grabbed Potter's arm and laid it still as he was having trouble getting Potter to awaken. He laid himself next to the boy and holding the boy close to him. He only remembered his own mother doing this with him, when he was young and always felt comforted by it.
It was an hour or so of holding the fragile boy did Potter start to calm down back into a peaceful sleep again. He pulled away from Harry, and gazed down at him, only hoping that he would be enough to help aid in Potter's recovery of everything that had happened to him since the end of his sixth year school year, and with the new school year fast approaching. Severus didn't know what he would do with Potter, because he was to be the Headmaster at Hogwarts and Harry was no where near ready to begin the search for the horcruxes and now with Potter as ill as he was, Severus was at a loss.
It had been a week since Harry had gotten violently ill since the newspaper article had thrown him into that seizure. He had suffered from only a few mild ones since then, but with the potions that Severus had been spelling into his stomach it had curved them and prevented any damaged that could have occurred had not been given that potion. During the time that Potter was sickly and sleeping, Severus had moved them to Hogwarts.
It was then that Potter began to stir in a bed that was very unfamiliar to him. Potter's eyes fluttered open then and heard an alarm but paid no mind to it as he felt around looking for his glasses. Once he had his glasses on his face he looked around, the cobbling of the stones looked oddly familiar to him. It was when he looked out the window did it hit him he was at Hogwarts. Why was he at Hogwarts were questions that was crossing his mind, and how he had gotten there. Everything was foggy, but the last thing that he remembered was reading the Prophet but couldn't remember what it was about.
Shaking his head to wake himself up some more, still feeling very groggy and tired. It was then that someone knocked at the door, and instead of answering it he reached for his wand and crouched on the other side of the bed as the door knob turned. He didn't know who to expect, he didn't know what was going on at the moment and why he was back at Hogwarts. "Potter?" Severus called after him. A sigh of relief washed over Harry, thanking Merlin that it was not Death Eaters.
Next Chapter: Severus explains why their back at Hogwarts, and Severus trains Harry in his spare time.
Happy Halloween!
-Sly