When the exam makes were sent out to the students, Harry was outside with Duncan and Dave sitting by the lake relaxing. It was a beautiful sunny day and classes were mostly completed. Harry only had one potions class left before the year was over and he was a little bit sad but he knew he'd have next year to look forward to. Severus was still trying to decide if Harry should take part in first or second-year potions next year... Or maybe even both with the Slytherins.

"I passed all of my exams with Es and Os!" Dave announced proudly holding up his test results and showing them to Harry. Harry's reading was much better and he could read most of what was on the page.

"I got mostly Os and two Es!" Duncan said happily boasting. Harry smiled and threw a stone into the lake. He'd been trying to skip the stone for the past hour but just couldn't do it. He couldn't get his wrist to make the right movement. It was frustrating so Harry just settled for seeing how far he could actually throw the rock into the water. Harry laughed when his rock collided with a rock Duncan had been skipping resulting in a brilliant splash.

Harry got ready to throw another rock when...

"Hey, Potter! Whatcha doin'?" Harry glanced over his shoulder to see Paul making his way towards them. Duncan and Dave tensed and fell behind Harry so they could carefully watch the situation in front of them. Harry frowned, his palms seemed to dampen a little bit from nerves.

"Nothing," Harry said, trying to figure out Paul's intentions and why he was coming over to talk to him now.

"I failed my potions exam because of you," Paul said in an angry tone, he glared at Harry with a look that made Harry nervous but he wasn't going to show it for this dufus. But Harry couldn't believe this guy was blaming Harry for his own failures. If it weren't for the fact that the Dursleys hated magic, they would have loved Paul. They liked blaming Harry for all of their problems too.

"Maybe if you tried harder next time, you'll do better," Harry said carefully knowing the boy didn't pay attention in class and was always playing around instead of working. Severus was always getting after the boy for his lack of focus and determination.

"And you think I need advice from a three-year-old?" Paul cried, angrily causing Dave and Duncan to tense a little bit more.

"I'm four!" Harry said, knowing it made no difference but threw it out there anyway. Paul gave Harry a look of fake shock before his eyes flashed viciously towards the lake.

"I suppose a big four-year-old like yourself knows how to Swim?" Paul said in a tone that Harry didn't like. It dripped of trouble but before Harry could even back behind Dave and Duncan, Paul had grabbed Harry by his wrists and flung him into the lake. Harry must have been really light because Harry went far into the water. Harry struggled to get to the surface but he didn't know how to pull himself up to where the air was.

When Harry panicked, a gush of lake water poured into his mouth. Harry was now panicking and thrashing aimlessly around the water but getting nowhere fast. Harry was almost to the bottom of the lake when he felt arms wrap around him and hoist him up. But it was too late because Harry already found himself falling into unconsciousness.

Harry woke up to find himself in the hospital wing once again. Remus sat quietly to his side, clutching Harry's hand. Severus with his arm wrapped around Remus' shoulder, rubbing circles into Remus' shoulder and whispering softly to him. They both looked pale and worried; Harry felt bad for being the cause of worry in Remus and Severus.

When Harry let out a ragged breath, Remus looked up and tears of relief began pouring from his eyes. Within seconds, Harry found himself wrapped tightly into Remus' shaking embrace. Harry could hear Severus take a shaky breath of relief from his chair. Harry wrapped his own arms around Remus and allowed himself to relax in his arms. After a few moments, Remus pulled away and stared at Harry, like he was inspecting him for injury.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. My chest hurts; it feels like a swallowed knives." Harry's voice was raspy and weak sounding. It hurt for him to talk but he really wanted to express to Remus that he was okay. Remus looked very worried and so did Severus. Madam Pomfrey ushered her way to Harry and began shoving potions into Harry's hands. They all tasted horrible but the look she was giving him made him to nervous to push them away.

"How did I get here?" Harry asked. Remus looked at Severus for a second before turning back to face Harry.

"After Paul threw you into the lake, you went under and began sinking to the bottom but Duncan dove in and pulled you out but by then you weren't breathing. If Bill Weasley hadn't walked by and performed CPR... But you're okay now and that's what's important."

Harry stared at Remus for a second before realising just how much danger he had been in. He felt tears slipping down his cheeks. Harry couldn't understand why someone would want to hurt him. He felt Remus' arms wrap around him again until he stopped crying. Harry sat quietly when Remus went to use the bathroom. Severus sat close to Harry and began telling Harry about how many Slytherins had come to visit Harry in the hospital wing. Harry looked over to his end table to see it covered with cards, candies and little toys.

"How long was I out?" Harry asked quietly. Severus sighed and told Harry that he'd been unconscious for the whole day. Severus also told Harry that the Slytherin going away party had been put off until the next day so Harry could make it.

"No Slytherin left behind, right?" Harry said causing a small smile to appear on Severus' lips. He nodded and pat Harry lightly on the head.

"That's right, Harry. No Slytherin left behind."

Poor Harry can't catch a break, can he?