Later on in this chapter, it will be Harry's point of view. Since I have no idea whatsoever on how to write like a two year old, his magic is just going to make it where he has a vocabulary of an eight year old and can speak clearly. And also what do two years old kids need, because that is something else I have no idea about. Enjoy!
Key for later:
Horse= Aunt Petunia
Whale Sr.= Uncle Vernon
Whale Jr. = Dudley
Father and Son
Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling, nor will I ever be. (Sighs)
(Still Severus (POV)
Harry and I appeared outside Hogwarts. A snake appeared beside me, flicking his tongue at me. I shoved it away with my foot.
Albus had to listen to me this time. The state this boy was in, he would not be able to come to Hogwarts when he turned eleven. He probably be dead by then. Harry had fallen asleep while I was holding him.
I look down at his face. So innocent and young. There was no telling what other stuff he had suffered at the hands of his relatives. The doors to Hogwarts came into view. I took my wand out and touched the center of the doorknob. The doors opened and I stepped through, and started toward the hospital wing. It was about a seven-minute walk, but I made it to the hospital wing before he started waking up. 'Oh well, he's already awake', I thought
"POPPY! POPPY!" I yelled. Harry jumped in my arms. Still asleep though. ' Hmmm jumps to loud voices, evidence I can use to try and get Albus to finally believe me.' I thought.
"Good gracious, Severus, there is no reason… What in heavens name happened to him?" I had not heard Poppy come up behind me, so I turned around so she could see Harry, no doubt she will yell at me for letting the boy stay like this. "Don't you at least know minor healing charms? Put the boy down on this bed." I put Harry down on one of the infirmary beds.
"Well to answer you question, I do know some healing charms, but I didn't know what was wrong with him, so I very well cant go just ranting off healing charms. You know what happens if you put a healing charm on someone and they do not need it." I stopped to take a breath but Poppy interrupted me.
"Okay, okay. Hmm let me cast a diagnostic spell on him then I can start healing him." Poppy took out her wand a cast the spell. A long piece of paper appeared in front of her. She frowned then started to read it. She started to turn pale.
"Poppy?" I said softly. Poppy ignored me and kept reading the list. The longer she read it the paler she turned. Not even halfway through she fainted. 'oh, joy. Now she fainted.' I thought. I turned to the portraits.
"Go find Minerva McGonagall, and tell her to come to the hospital wing as soon as possible." They nodded and set off to find Minerva. I turned back to Poppy. I thought about what to do with her. Hmmm it would be rude to just leave her there on the floor. And Minerva would yell at me when she came in here. Lose lose situation. If I levitate Poppy to a bed, I might lose my reputation. We cant have that now can we? But if I did not and Minerva came in here, I would probably be yelled at for not helping a colleague. What to do, what to do. Oh, well, I will probably already lose my reputation for bring Harry here. Sighing slightly I took out my wand and levitated Poppy to a bed beside Harry. Minerva chose that time to take and make her 'grand entrance' into the hospital wing. The doors flung open and there stood Minerva McGonagall.
"Severus I was getting ready for when school star-" Minerva started to say but then she caught sight of Poppy and Harry. "What in blazing names happened? And who is that?" She said pointing toward Harry. She bustled over to Poppy and whispered "Enervate (?)" Poppy slowly came around and blinked.
"Poppy, what happened?' Minerva asked softly, knowing this was the first time Poppy had ever fainted while reading a list of someone's injuries.
"Read the list of Mr. Potter's injuries and you will know what is so bad about them."
"Mr. Potter? You mean that is Harry Potter." Minerva looked over at Harry whose injuries were very obvious. "NO that is impossible. Dumbledore told me that the Dursley's were more than happy to take their nephew in. NO! HE TOLD ME! ABLUS DUMBLEDORE!"
"Minerva, calm yourself!" I said, seeing the woman was getting a little hysterical.
"No! It's not possible they wouldn't have done that to him," Minerva continued. I looked at Poppy.
"Should I stun her?" I asked innocently.
"Severus! No let me go get a calming draft for her." Poppy went into her office and moments later came out with the purple potion.
"Minerva, I need you to take this. NOW!"
"NO! They would not do something like this to a child. No!" Minerva had tears running down her face now.
"Poppy! Do something, she cant stay like this!" I nearly shouted at Poppy.
"Severus. Go get a sleeping potion from my office. Quickly now." Poppy said. I ran to her office to where her potion stocks were.
'Sleeping potion, sleeping potion, come on where are they? There.' I thought to my self I grabbed a couple of them knowing that we will all probably need before the day is done. I hurried back to the infirmary were Poppy was having to restrain Minerva who was trying to get to Harry, who had started to curl up into a ball in his sleep.
"MINERVA!" I yelled. Everyone in the infirmary stopped what they were doing to look at me. "Stop this childish behavior. You are scaring Harry." That seemed to get through Minerva's thick head. She collapsed in a heap, with Poppy catching her and putting her down on an infirmary bed.
"Now, Poppy, would you be so kind to tell me what had you fainting earlier?" Poppy got the list that had the injuries listed on it.
"Please read it all before you say anything ok."
"Yes, Poppy," I grumbled and looked down at the paper.
Medical scan – Harry James Severus Snape– July 15, 1982
SKELETAL DAMAGE
Cracked skull
Cracked cervical vertebra
Broken collar bone – Left side
Broken ribs – 5 on right / 6 on left
Broken Humerus – right arm
Broken Radius and Ulna – left arm
Carpals of both wrists
Metacarpals and Phalanges of both hands
Broken Pelvis – left side
dislocated hip – right side
Broken Femur – both legs
Broken Tibia and Fibula – left leg
Cracked Tibia and Fibula – right leg
Broken Tarsal's – both ankles
Broken Metatarsals and Phalanges – both feet
MUSCULAR DAMAGE
Torn Pectoral Muscle – left size
Torn Trapezium Muscle – left side
Torn Rectal muscles
general bruising to most other muscles
ORGAN DAMAGE
Eyesight Damage from previous injury acerbated
Bruised Larynx
Punctured Lung – left side
Slight Tear Lung – right side
Injured Kidney – left side
Crushed Testes – left side
Bruised Testes – right side
Bruised bladder
Tear in Spleen
Torn areas in Colon and Large Intestines
EXTERNAL DAMAGE
Bruises and Contusions to most surface areas
Eyes swollen shut
open wounds.
extensive wounds on buttocks and thighs
Deep bruises on neck
Scan performed by: Madam Poppy Pomfrey
medi-witch at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
I looked over at Harry. He had gone into an exhausted sleep.
"Good lord Poppy. How is this boy even alive," I said, ignoring the fact that it said Harry James Severus Snape.
She looked at me in confusion. Probaly wondering why I didn't say anything about the name. She could ask her questions later. I opened my mouth to say something, but was cut off by Poppy.
"How in the world someone would do that to a two year old is beyond me. But the thing is if we don't treat him NOW he will die." Poppy stressed the word now. I jumped up knowing it would be a long night.
7 hours later
Harry (POV)
I woke up feeling like 'the horse' had poked me with thousand of needles and hit me with the pan. I smelled something like the alcohol I used to clean the counter with at the "Whales and Horse" house, as I like to call the monsters. I heard two people snoring beside me. I looked over and saw one man who was dressed in all black robes and a woman who was wearing a red dress and a white apron over that. I moved my hand and realized that Black Man was holding on to it. I jumped out of my skin, snatching my hand back. That made Black Man startle out of his sleep. He opened his eyes. His eyes were black, no a deep brown. The man looked at me.
"Ah, you're awake. Poppy!" The man said. I shook a little in fear. The woman got up with a start. She looked over at me quickly and started toward me. I curled in to a ball real fast and threw my arms over my head, expecting a blow.
"Please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," I started to say, repeating the things I had said to Whale Sr. I missed the alarmed looks the two people shared. I felt a hand being placed on my shoulder. I instantly recoiled from it, then tried to make myself as small as possible.
"Harry, we are not here to hurt you, we are here to help you," a man whispered in my ear. " We are here to help you, to heal you."
I looked up into the man's eyes. His eyes held anger, but somehow I knew it wasn't directed at me.
"Welcome home, my son," the man whispered before I fell into a deep sleep, feeling better than I had in a long time.
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