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A/N: This story is mainly A/U. There may be some parts in the story that was from the Harry Potter books/movies or from Glee.
Today, I was told I was a horrible human being by my band director. Why? Well, you see… Yesterday in drama, we were working on make-up and I made it look as if there was a nail stuck in my arm. After dinner, I put fresh "blood" on the "wound" and ran to the neighbor's house. She is a nurse and a mother figure for anybody she meets. I was "hyperventilating" and knocked on the door and rang the doorbell. She answered the door, I had tears streaming down my face at that point because I was trying to contain my laughter, and I pointed to my arm. She took one look at my arm, her eyes grew wide in horror, and she asked what happened. I stuck to the script, and cried, "I-I had an a-a-accident in th-the gara-a-age." By this time, her husband and son, who is a freshman in high school, were both behind her, both with identical expressions of horror on their faces.
"How did this happen?" she asks, slipping into nurse mode.
Trying to stick to script, I started saying that I was learning how to use a nail gun, but it came out like this, "I-I-I, I can't do this anymore, it is a fake wound." Then I went on to explain that we are in the makeup unit in drama. If they had been home the day before, they would have realized that because I came home looking as if I was about 85.
Well… enough with my life, on with the story you are here to read.
Xoxo –Grandma's Angels
Chapter 4
"What do you want me to do with Teddy?" Minerva asked.
Harry thought about it for a minute before saying anything. "I would love to take him in, but do you think you or another trusted person could look after him for a while until I can think this through? I know that I am legally an adult in the wizarding world, but in this world, I am still a minor, and I don't think that I CAN watch over him at this time. Remember my… condition?"
Her eyes widened, clearly having forgotten that little fact. "Oh, Harry I can't believe I forgot THAT, I'm so sorry." Mr. Schuester looked at her with questioning eyes. She just shook her head. "Not now Reginald, maybe in time I will be able to tell you."
"Minnie, I am not Reginald any more. I have not been since I was disowned. I am now William Schuester." He gasped as if suddenly remembering something. "Minnie, I could take the child in until Mr. Potter makes a final decision. I already have everything for a young one. I have not yet taken all the items I bought when Teri and I were married back to the store. I just need to get formula, but that is easy enough to get. If in the end, he decides that he cannot take in the child, but would still like to see him, I would be more than happy to keep him."
"Thank you so much Re-Will! That definitely makes things easier on all of us." Minerva said, rushing forward to give the teacher a hug. Harry just smiled, it made things a whole lot easier on him and anyone involved.
He had not told Kurt the whole truth about his time in captivity, just part of it. Kurt did not need to know what else went on during his time of captivity or that his professor was there with him the whole time. He also did not need to know everything about his childhood, how his relatives treated him. When the subject does come up, Harry decided, I will only tell him a few of the lesser incidents, like when he first learned how to cook. Kurt most definitely did not need to know what Vernon was like when he was drunk.
Kurt seemed too fragile to know all of that. It would of course, all come out in time, but Harry would prefer that it did not all come out right away. If he had his way, it would not come out at all, but he knew it was inevitable, so he put it off as long as possible. Harry wanted to make a few friends before it all came out, he did not have too long, might as well start now.
"Well, I am starving." He said suddenly, pulling himself out of his thoughts. With his condition, he had to eat more food more often. "We should be getting back to Kurt and Teddy before Kurt starts to get worried."
"You're right Mr. Potter-" Mr. Schuester started before Harry cut him off.
"Please… call me Harry, Mr. Potter brings up some memories that I would rather not remember at this moment. Would you like me to have my employees watch over Teddy until you are finished here tonight? You can come pick him up after you are done. I do not want to inconvenience you or anything, but I really need a break right now. I cannot have the weight of another's well being on my shoulders at the moment; I just freed myself from, quite literally, the weight of the world."
"I understand Harry, and sure, I think I will take you up on the offer of having your employees watch Teddy for the rest of the day, that way, he is not here being crowded by my students. And it is not inconveniencing me in the slightest. I was quite excited when I thought my ex was pregnant, so I kind of went over-board on buying stuff for the child."
"Oh, okay. Let me just tell them to prepare the nursery that was in the house for Teddy for the day, I trust that Minerva can bring him there. You know where house number 25 is right? I believe it was used as a safe-house during the first war."
"Yes, of course, I actually had students from Gryffindor hiding there, very nice place." She answered.
"Good. Kreacher!" He called.
The house elf popped into sight. "How may Kreacher be helping Master Potter today?"
"I need you, Dobby, and Winky to prepare the nursery next to the blue room for Teddy, he will be spending the rest of the day there until the end of school."
"Yes, Master Potter sir! Kreacher will be telling Dobby and Winky right away!"
"Thank you Kreacher, Professor McGonagall will be dropping him off before she heads back to Hogwarts." The house elf nodded and popped back to the house. Harry turned to Minerva, "If you would like, you can use the floo there. It is international, so you can floo straight back to your office or quarters with no problems."
"Thank you Harry." The elderly witch gave him a hug before opening the door to the bathroom and walking out. Harry followed close behind her, while Mr. Schuester stood there in shock. This teenager handled the situation quite well, especially considering he was just pulled from a panic attack of great magnitude. It made one wonder if it was his power, or just the fact that he was used to it. It had to be the latter because he had seen Dumbledore in a panic attack of a lesser magnitude and it took nearly twice the time, and from what he could sense, Harry had nearly the same amount of power, if not more than Dumbledore.
Harry stuck his head back into the bathroom, "Are you coming, or are you just going to stand there?" he asked, amusement laced in his words.
Will shook his head to clear it, "I'm coming, just lost in my thoughts I guess."
"Let me guess, you were wondering how I could recover from a panic attack that fast?"
He just looked at the teen in shock, "H-how-?" He stuttered.
Harry just chuckled, "Everyone wonders, even Poppy was shocked when she first witnessed it, and she had been dealing with me for seven years at that point. Let's just say that I have had LOTS of practice dealing with panic attacks. If I had been alone, that particular attack would have gone on for only about a few more minutes. I have yet to destroy anything during a panic attack. No, scratch that, I have broken a leg during a panic attack before, but that was because it started as I was walking down the stairs to get to the Great Hall from the Gryffindor tower. In the process of falling, I also broke a vase that was sitting there. Now come on, I am not kidding, I am starved at the moment. My condition makes me super hungry, luckily I planned ahead and brought a pan of green bean casserole and plenty of sunflower seeds."
Will could not think of anything to say, so he just nodded his head and followed Harry to the Spanish classroom. "I got him! He was still standing in the bathroom staring at the wall as if it had been talking to him. Well, I think it is time for lunch, as I said before, I am STARVING and I have green bean casserole calling my name. Come on Kurt, let's go meet those people you were telling me all about! By Minerva, bye Teddy, see you later Mr. Schuester!" He grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him along, missing the faint blush on the other boy's cheeks. As they passed his locker, Harry stopped and pulled out a pan of his homemade green bean casserole. Kurt stared at the pan in surprise, it was large enough to feed three or four people.
They entered the cafeteria and Kurt guided Harry to where the rest of the Glee club was sitting. "Every one, this is Harry. He will be auditioning tomorrow, he is from England. Harry, this is the Glee Club. They are, Santana, Britney, Quinn, you have met Mercedes, Tina and Rachel already. The guys are Finn, Noah Puckerman, but everybody calls him Puck, Sam, Mike, and Artie. Now that everybody knows everybody, let's sit and eat. As you so elegantly put it earlier, I'm starving."
The two sat down and everyone stared as Harry set down his lunch. Rachel tapped his arm, "Harry, don't you think that your lunch is a little… well, big?"
He looked down at his lunch, then back up at her, tilting his head slightly and raising an eyebrow. "No, on the contrary, I wish that I had brought more at the moment, but this will have to do until I get home today. I need to eat a lot or I will lose weight at a dangerous pace, it is part of my… condition… that I will not be speaking about now, or, quite preferably, ever. Thank you for your concern though." He pulled out a fork, and made quick work of the meal.
Kurt nodded and started eating his own lunch while the rest just stared at him with wide eyes. "I agree with Harry, from what I picked up, it is not a fun condition. My only question is, is it contagious?"
Harry looked up, his casserole already half gone. "No it is not contagious now, only at certain stages, but I am already past those stages of the condition."
"Good, that is all I want to know. Now, the rest of you stop staring, don't you have food to eat or something?"