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Chapter Nineteen

Sick

As soon as his meetings had ended Sirius left the office and apparated to the edge of the apparition guard at Remus and Jessalyn's house. The breeze blew his hair back from his face as he made his way up the walk. He opened the door and called out into the hall.

"Jess!"

She appeared around the edge of the door wiping her hands on a towel.

"Hey Siri, what are you doing here?" she asked, obviously confused.

"You have my son…If he is so sick he is quiet enough for you to forget, then we have a problem."

She chuckled in reply. "I'm sorry Sirius. I assumed she would have contacted you after your meetings. I had to call Mel to come home, I am pretty sure he has dragon pox, Sammi hasn't had it, I didn't want to expose her. I knew you couldn't leave work so I called Mel, she was here within five minutes. She took him home."

"Shit. I didn't even think about Dragon pox. He hasn't been around wizards how in the hell would he have gotten that?"

"We don't know if he is around any wizards, I mean, muggleborns, half bloods, those kids all go to primary school and live in the muggle world. I am sure we have all come into contact without wizards without even knowing it, we don't exactly know the magical community here in France after all. We have done a lot to avoid detection Mr. Sirius Evans…"

Sirius nodded and wiped his hand down his face as he headed for the sitting room. "Thanks Jess, I'm going to head home to Harry. Anything I should know?"

She followed him to the door and watched as he threw floo powder into the fireplace. "He needs to go to the hospital if his fever goes over 40.5 c (105 )."

"Jess that is insanely high!"

"It is normal for his temperature to go that high with dragon pox. But any higher and it could put him into shock. He's going to be green for at least ten days, in about two he is going to break into boils, if they get close to his mouth you need to take him in. You will do fine Sirius, Mel has some experience with sick kids, you guys will be fine."

Sirius nodded his head before stepping into the fire and spinning away. He climbed into his own sitting room and spelled the soot off of himself.

"MEL!" he yelled, looking around the empty room and into the kitchen.

He heard movement from upstairs and followed it to Harry's room. The little boy was laying curled up under an avalanche of blankets and his hair was matted down to his head. The nurse had been right, he thought as he walked closer and saw the green color of Harry's face.

"Hey little bit, you don't look so great." He said softly as he sat down on the edge of the single bed.

Harry opened his eyes and looked up at his godfather.

"I feel weally icky." He mumbled.

Sirius winced at the weak sound of his voice, he glanced back towards the door when he heard Mel step into the room. She was holding a wet towel in her hands and she said nothing as she passed Sirius and knelt next to Harry's head. He watched as she pushed his fringe up and placed the cool cloth on his head.

"How is he?" he asked quietly as she rubbed Harry's cheek.

"He's pretty sick." She said shortly.

Sirius glanced at her face briefly, it was rare that Melanie was snappy with anyone, let alone with him.

"I'm sorry I couldn't get out of meetings, honestly had I known it was this bad I would have left anyways."

"Then I guess it is a good thing Jess was there for you to call." She replied simply as she stood and headed for the door.

Sirius raised his eyebrows at her briefly. He did not have the patience for an irritated girlfriend with Harry laying here sick.

"Why don't you get some sleep baby, if you need anything just yell for me alright."

"No, I don' wan you to leave." He whined.

"Alright, alright. I'll stay here and read you a story."

"You won' leave?"

He glanced back at Mel before turning back to his extremely sick little boy. "I won't leave."

0o0o0o0o

Night had fully fallen hours ago. Harry's room had fallen into shadows, Sirius had a terrible pain in his neck from leaning against the wall all evening. The door opened, casting a sliver of light onto the floor. He looked up as Mel came in to check on Harry, she hadn't said much to Sirius all day. As of right now Harry was curled with his head on Sirius' lap, covered with a heavy blanket and he was sound asleep after finally being coaxed into taking a fever potion that had made him sleepy.

"You need to eat." She whispered as she felt Harry's head.

"I told him I wouldn't leave."

"That was five hours ago, you have been puked on and sweated on and if you don't eat and get a shower you are going to end up sick yourself."

"What if he wakes up?" he asked tentatively, moving Harry gently to lay on the bed before he stood and stretched.

"I am pretty sure I am capable of checking on him, contrary to popular belief." She snapped.

He sighed and tucked the blankets around his five year old before walking past her out the door. He pulled his shirt off and threw it into the bathroom floor while he waited for her to exit the bedroom. When she closed the door he was standing against the bathroom door frame, his pants undone with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Are you planning on telling me what is your problem today? Because with Harry sick I don't have the time or the tolerance to deal with this right now." He said bluntly.

He was pretty sure that if looks could kill he would have fallen over right there. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, actually I am, both in name and in mood."

She rolled her eyes at his joke. "We don't need to do this right now. There is a very sick little boy in that room, we don't need to focus on this."

"Look, it's hard enough to worry about him, I can't deal with you being pissy too. So how about you just tell me what is going on?"

She walked away from Harry's door and into her and Sirius' shared bedroom before sitting on the bed, he followed her and closed the door behind him.

"Why would you call Jessalyn?" she asked, her eyes teary.

"What? What do you mean?"

"Why did you call her to pick him up? You want me to act like a mum and yet you don't treat me like one. You give Jess more responsibility over him than you do me."

Sirius was stunned, he really wasn't sure what to say. "I never asked you to be his mum, he has a mum, I asked you to be my girlfriend, and to be yourself."

She looked at him, exasperated. "Sirius, be real. You want me to live here, you want me to be a family with the two of you, then you have to treat me like a part of the family."

"I do." He protested.

"You don't" she argued. "I told him this morning that if he got sick to call you and you would get ahold of me and I would come and get him. I, not Jessalyn, not Remus, I. I knew you couldn't leave today. I had no issue leaving work for him. None. I would have stayed home with him had we realized he was this sick and not just sleepy. You should have called me. Not Jess."

He ran his hands over his face and sat quietly for a minute, listening to be sure Harry was still sleeping. "I did what I have done for the last three years Mel. I don't know how to not be a single parent. I didn't start out with a partner, it was just me. And Remmy helped and then Jess was there. I don't know how to rely on you like a parent because once James and Lily died he only had one parent, me. I am not used to having someone else be there for him like I am. I forgot, completely, that you said to call you."

"Well you forgetting made me feel about two inches tall when that little boy asked me why I changed my mind and didn't pick him up when he didn't feel good."

Sirius' face fell, he knew the expression Harry would have worn. He was good at making one feel guilty. "I'm sorry. I am. I didn't even think. This is the first time he has been sent home sick. Usually it is because of accidental magic. I was in the meetings and frantic and I just did what I always do. When he goes back I will put you on the list for calls, I will change it so you are the second person notified, not Jess or Remus. Please don't be mad about this Mel, I can't handle it with him being sick too. I don't do relationship fights well. I have never had to deal with them, please."

"That's because you always broke up with the girl before you ever had a chance to argue." She said snippily.

"Precisely my point. I can't learn a new aspect to a relationship when I am worried about Harry. Please."

She sighed and stood, heading for the door, he knew she was going to check in on Harry. "Dinner is downstairs, I put a charm on it to keep it fresh."

0o0o0o

It was bad, really, really bad. Sirius wasn't sure what to do with himself. Apparently Mel had been wrong about her own medical history and she did not have dragon pox as a child. She did now. While dragon pox was scary and dangerous for a child to have, it was deadly at worst and dangerous at best for an adult. It was made worse by the fact that Harry was reacting very poorly to it. His boils covered every part of his body and when he just checked on him he was burning up.

"Hey baby boy, I need you to wake up."

Harry's eyes fluttered slightly but stayed closed.

"Mummy….Mummy…" he cried. Sirius was beside himself, he didn't know if he was asking for Mel or Lily.

"Harry, little bit it's me. It's daddy, Uncle Siri." He tried, wiping his head with a cold compress.

"Nooooo…Noooooo!" he screamed out.

Sirius was reminded of the night terrors that Harry hadn't had in a long time.

"Baby please wake up for me." he shook him slightly, his hands feeling the heat that was rolling off of the small child.

"Sirius, I think he needs to go to the hospital." Remus' calm voice said from the hall.

"No, he's fine. He's fine, he's just having a nightmare." He said, jostling him again, trying to get him to wake.

Walking closer, Remus pursed his lips as he took in the sight of his nephew. His skin had darkened and was the color of an old evergreen tree, the boils were large and innumerable, the were so dark that they were nearly blue. Harry's hair was slicked flat to his head with sweat, he looked like he had been dipped into water and lifted back out he was so wet. Over the last hour his breaths had become short and harsh.

"Sirius, he is not having a nightmare, he is hallucinating, he is going to go into shock if you don't take him in. I just checked on Mel, her temperature has spiked, I think we need to take them both to the hospital.

Sirius was so on edge that his temper flaired, "Where do you want me to take him? I can't take him to London, everyone will know who he is, it will be all over the papers. For Merlin's sake Lily worked at St. Mungo's that's where he was born, there will be no secrecy at all."

Remus placed his hand on his friend's back, trying to exude some type of calm into the panicked man. "Then we take him to Merlin's Magical Maladies in Paris. We sign him in with your muggle names. We will even call Mel, Melanie Evans. But we can't leave them here Sirius. We have to take them or they are going to."

"Don't say it, don't say that." Sirius cut him off, pulling the blankets off of Harry. "Do I change his clothes first?"

Remus looked at the drenched red and gold pajamas that Harry wore and waived his wand effectively drying the fabric. "I don't think we need to waste time. We are going to have to apparate and that means walking them the half mile to the apparition point. You carry Harry and I will carry Mel."

"You can't carry her a half mile." Sirius argued, lifting Harry into his arms.

Remus looked at him blankly. "Mate, I'm a werewolf or have you forgotten? I could carry you if I needed to. I will get Mel, go ahead and get moving."

"Oh, right, right, I forgot." He mumbled as he bent to pick up Godric before he made his way from the room and to the stairs.

0o0o0o0

"My name is Sirius Evans, this is my son, and my erm…wife, they both have dragon pox and it has gotten really bad." He said to the young witch behind the counter.

"Oh dear. How old is the boy?" she asked flipping through a notebook.

"He's five, he'll be six in about two months."

She nodded in reply, jotting notes down. "Unfortunately we are going to have to separate them, the boy will need to go to our children's ward and your wife to our magical ailments ward."

He glanced back at Remus, who still held Mel in his arms. "I don't know what to do." He said helplessly looking between her and Harry.

Within seconds there were several mediwizards and witches around they had conjured two stretchers, Remus laid Mel onto it, the movement woke her.

"Sirius." She croaked.

He rushed to her side, Harry still in his arms.

"Sir, Sir we need you to place him here." One of the healers said.

"Mel, you're in the hospital, Harry too."

"Harry. Harry. Where's Harry?" she asked frantically, trying to sit up inspite of the charms holding her to the transportable bed.

He positioned himself so she could see him. "He's really sick Mel. They have to take you to different rooms. I don't know what to do."

He watched as tears filled her eyes. "Harry. Harry needs his daddy." She said softly, before closing her eyes again.

"Mel! MEL!" he screamed. Remus pulled him back, steading Harry in his arms as he did so.

"Dadddy! Daddy!" Harry began to wail, his eyes still closed as he thrashed back and forth.

Before Sirius could do anything at all, Harry was pulled from his arms and rushed through the doors away from him, they completely ignored the stretcher that sat there, instead, opting to run him to the ward. Sirius, shaking and trying not to lose control pulled himself from Remus' grasp and gripped the ledge.

"I need you to fill out forms for both of them sir." The woman said politely, looking sadly at his face.

"I need to go with my son." He said, his voice cracking.

"I understand. I do, they won't let you in until they get him settled though. For now I need you to give me all of their information so I can sign them in, then if there is any family you need to notify so you aren't here alone."

Remus nodded and reached over Sirius' shoulder, pulling the clipboard from her. "I will help him. Thank you so much." He grabbed Sirius' faded, exceedingly old Gryffindor tshirt and pulled him to the hard plastic chairs to sit as he began to fill out the forms. "Mel's parents, you need to get in contact with them. They can sit with her while you sit with Harry. Besides, unless she has listed you as her next of kin, you can't feel these out, you aren't actually married. And you are going to have to tell them about Harry, it is here on the forms.

Sirius swore under his breath and stood, Remus followed as the found their way to the visitors floo room and Sirius made a firecall to Mel's father.

0o0o

An hour later Sirius, Remus and Grant were in a small office, waiting on the head of the hospital to explain their situation. A summons from the British in his hand, had made his request to be seen be taken seriously. They all turned to the door as it opened.

"I am Healer Franquias. I understand that we have two patients that require the utmost security?" the gray headed man said as he held out his hand to Sirius.

"This is really sensitive, it is going to mean that the true identity of both patients, but specifically my son are not released, to anyone, not even the healers in his ward."

"I was sent a silencing order from the Minister of Magic in London. Nothing leaves this room."

Sirius glanced at Remus and nodded. "My son, is actually my Godson. I am Sirius Black, he is Harry Potter."

"The Harry Potter? As in the boy who lived?" the older man said, stunned.

"Yes, we couldn't take him to St. Mungo's we need to keep him from being recognized. The woman, is actually my girlfriend, but for discretion we are saying she is my wife. We all need to go by the surname Evans. Sirius, Harry and Melanie Evans. This is her father, he will sign all papers for treatment as he is next of kin."

0o0o0o

Sirius pushed the door open to the room. It was brightly painted with murals of animals walking across the walls. Harry looked so small in the hospital bed. He had been changed, and was wearing a pair of yellow hospital pajamas. Sirius looked to the wall where various vitals and numbers were suspended in the air. His oxygen levels were low the healers had said, they had stabilized his breathing, and after several potions and cooling charms they had regulated his temperature but his throat had swollen with the blisters and he wasn't getting the normal amount of oxygen.

He had actually been allowed in to see Mel before the opened Harry's room for him. It hadn't taken them long to get her stable. She wasn't a progressed as Harry. She was asleep now, her father was sitting with her. They had sedated Harry to keep him from thrashing in his sleep, the fever was causing hallucinations and night terrors.

He sat in the chair at the side of the bed, and ran his fingers through the thick hair.

"Hey little boy. You look a little bit better than the last time I saw you." He said softly. The healers had told him that in the sedated sleep, Harry could likely hear him and it would help him stay calm if he knew Sirius was there. "I'm sorry I had to bring you here. I wish I could just take you home with me. Your Uncle Remus is really worried about you. Mel is really worried, before she fell asleep she asked for you over and over again. She begged to come see you, but she is really sick too. I am really worried about you. You have to get better Harry. You have to. I can't do this without you. You are my everything baby boy."

He turned at the sound of a throat clearing. "Mr. Evans?" the blonde headed man said, holding out his hand.

"Yes, I'm Sirius Evans." He said, standing and shaking the man's hand.

He was so preoccupied he didn't notice the searching gaze on the face. "You are the boy's father?" he asked, looking down at the extremely ill child.

"Yes, yes I am. This is Harry Evans, I'm his father. You, You're English?" Sirius said, noticing the lack of French accent.

The man nodded and smiled slightly. "I am, I defected here during the war, I moved my family away from it. It seems that you are English as well."

Sirius nodded. "Yes, when my wife, she is up on the magical ailments ward, found out she was pregnant we moved out of the country to keep them safe. The farther away the better." He said, trying to steer the conversation out of these waters. He looked over to the window at the light rain that was falling, dusk was quickly approaching.

"A wise choice. I am Healer Avery, I am one of the lead pediatric healers in the hospital and I will be taking care of little Harry here personally." He walked closer to the bed and waived his wand, more stats appeared with others and he began to jot them down on his clipboard. "He seems to be in a state of limbo right now, he isn't really getting better, but he isn't getting worse. The blisters got into his lung tissue, and his fever got wildly out of control. I am afraid you will be here for a week or so."

"When he gets out, will he be well enough for school? There are only two weeks left, should I just notify them that he won't be back?"

The healer's brows raised in question. "He goes to a muggle school?"

"He does, his mum is muggleborn and we live in a muggle community. It seemed the best choice for him."

He nodded in reply as he began to uncork potions to give to Harry. "I think it would be unlikely and unwise to send him back this year. Consider this the beginning of his summer holidays."

He waived his wand over the sleeping form and woke him from the sleep potions. Harry's eyes popped open and he instantly began to cry frantically. Sirius made his way to the bedside where Harry launched himself into his arms. He sat with Harry in his lap.

"Dadddyyy Daddddyyyy don't leave please daddy don't leave."

"Shhhhhh. Sssshhhhhh. I'm not going anywhere, I am staying right here with you. But right now I think healer Avery needs for you to take some potions to make you feel better."

"Nooooo. Nooooo potions." He sobbed.

Sirius rubbed small circles on Harry's back to soothe him. "If you take them you will get to come home sooner. You have to get better little bit, you have to take the medicine to get better."

Harry shook his head and cried pitifully before they managed to coerce him into drinking the potions, on the agreement that Sirius would carry him to see Mel. He kept his word and once Harry's vitals proved stable Sirius picked him up and headed towards Mel's bed.

"You need to call her mummy, we told a little lie so you need to call her mummy" Sirius whispered as he opened the door to the incredibly white room. There in the corner sitting in a relaxer style of chair was Melanie. She was awake and talking with her father. The conversation stopped when Sirius came in, carrying Harry.

"Mel, you have a visitor to see you." Sirius said with a smile. "Mummy! Mummy! I misted you so much. You weren't in there with me when they did all the pokes and took my blood and they made me take nasty medicine. I need you to stay wif me mummy. He cried as Sirius sat him down on Mel's bed. Harry scurried up to her shoulder and lay there comfortable in Melanie's embrace.

"Mrs. Evans, It would seem we need to run some tests, however young Harry can't go with you." A healer said simply.

"Then I will run the tests later, they are not as important as my son. He asked for me and he has me, no one is taking him away, he will go over my dead body. The healers stepped away giving room for Sirius to sit on the edge of the bed. He bent and kissed Mel's hair and then he kissed Harry's cheek. The majority of the healers had cleared out, only the top rankings healers were still in the ward at all. Healer Avery was constantly adding notes to his tabled and altering Harry's stats. Healer Franquias was doing the same with Mel's results. It was however quiet enough for him to talk to the two most important people in his world while they slept.

"You both have to heal, and quickly. I am no one without the two of you. You make me who I am. You have to get better and wake up because I don't know how to live without you. Harry I thought I was going to live without you once and it nearly killed me, if you don't pull out of this I will have nothing. I need you baby boy. I need you."