Title: Truth behind the name and the lies P.2
Pairing: DracoxHarry,
Fandom : HP
Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them? Please read P.1 otherwise you maybe confused…
This story will vary more so then Part 1 did from Sorcerer's stone. I had some comments that they were too similiar- was still wary of how much to drift from the canon then.
Chapter 4- St. Mungo's and the Mistress of the House of Black
Harry was so pale and barely breathing by the time they reached the hospital.
Fred disengaged the invisibility shield as soon as he parked, "He looks worse." he took Harry from Hermione and ran into the large building. "We have an injured boy here. Student at Hogwarts. We need a healer right now."
Hermione held out her handful of galleons, "He could die…please…"
A tall imposing witch walked up, "Hermione Granger? Fred and George Weasley? It has been brought to my attention your situation. Come. I've already arranged for a healer. My name is Lady Andromeda Black Tonks. Current Head of the Black line, it seems this child ought to have been my ward."
Hermione gasped, "you know us."
"Healer Stewart. Please take the child."
A stretcher was conjured and Harry levitated onto it before he was taken away.
"Yes Mistress Black."
Andromeda gave them a look, "We have much to speak about." she called out, "Nymphadora…"
An annoyed looking pink-haired witch appeared at her side, "I told you to call me Tonks. mother." she gasped at the state of the children. "Merlin. What happened to you."
Hermione choked on a sob, "It's not ours."
"Nymphadora, I want you to call our barrister. And get me a representative of Family services from the ministry. Bring clean clothes for these poor children. Nothing fancy. Just serviceable. They can re-sized if needed. Let's go find the private room they're treating your friend in." she stalked off.
Fred gaped at her, "Who is she…"
"Draco is my cousin. Narcissa would be my aunt. Now I must hurry. Becoming the Head of the House of Black had shown me a side of my mother I never saw before." Nymphadora Tonks left.
The twins and Hermione hurried after Andromeda.
"Tell me. How is my disgraced cousin's godson." Andromeda snapped.
"He's lost a lot of blood, Mistress Black. He has four cracked ribs, three broken ribs, his hands shattered, he's suffering from severe malnutrition. A nearly punctured lung, bruised kidneys and severe concussion. His back has been lashed down nearly to the bone. The record from his last healer reached me not long ago. His poor nutrition is apparently a constant. He has scars and broken bones from previous injuries that appear to be very old." the healer replied.
Andromeda snapped, "I'm suspicious this has been going on for a long time. It will be handled properly. I want a full report ready for my barrister, the aurors and the ministry representative from Family services."
Hermione gasped, "Has he woken…"
The healer stared at her through their spectacles. "You are…"
"His friend. Who risked expulsion to save a friend's life. You may tell her." Andromeda's voice thundered with authority.
"No. We aren't even sure if he will wake. He has fallen into a coma and his magic is falling rapidly." Healer Stewart seemed to admit reluctantly, "The best be can do is fill him with potions and hope they'll work. A simple Episkey wouldn't heal his hands...they have been broken before...he will be lucky if he can heal properly.
Hermione gasped, "Mrs. Black-Tonks, call for Draco. Harry needs him. Please. Draco knew he was hurt. Please. Draco is the only one who can help him hold on. He…Draco didn't look much better this morning…he was pale and begging for Harry. Mr. Malfoy had to carry him."
"Very well. I shall floo Cissy. Healer might I use your floo."
"Yes Mistress Black. By all means."
"Very well. You three. Stay here. Nymphadora should be back soon with clothes. What is wrong with that owl." Andromeda asked.
"Those nasty Muggles locked her in her cage…" Hermione glared.
"She collapsed after delivering Hermione's call for help." George said, gently touching the limp feathers.
Andromeda glared at the healer, "After you have shown me your office, send for someone to treat that owl. It wouldn't do for it to remain like that."
"Yes Mistress Black. Of course. I will send someone to Eylops right away. Surely, they know someone who can care for an ill owl."