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Chapter 6

Harry found himself in a white-walled hospital room when he woke up. The room was very bland, and the walls surrounding him were bare white. There was a TV mounted on the wall in the upper corner of the room, which was turned off. There was no furniture except a plain chair and desk, over towards the door.

Harry was lying on a comfortable white bed with soft, white cotton sheets. The room was very quiet and still; no one else was in it. Harry was all alone. He indeed felt very alone…and lost. He didn't know what was going to happen next. Was the Order out looking for him? Surely, they knew by now that he was gone? How the heck would they find him here? In the muggle world! And where was 'here' anyway? A hospital…yes… but what hospital? In what town? Harry had no idea of exactly where he was and felt absolutely lost.

Harry was wrapped in many bandages and wrappings but figured it was ok to get up. Harry tried to sit up in his bed, but cried out in pain and then slowly laid back down. His body was soo tight and broken, he could barely move. Sitting up had been a bad idea, because it seemed to awaken the pain in his body. Harry could do nothing but lay there on the bed with waves of pain shooting through his limbs and head, waiting for something to happen.

About 15 minutes later, Harry heard the door to his room creek open and then shut again. Harry slowly turned his head to see a small woman who was probably in her 30's, who had entered the room. She wore an aqua uniform and had a brown clipboard in her hands. The nurse.

"Good to see your finally up!" she said in a cheerful voice. "You've been out for 4 days! Do you remember what happened?" She looked at Harry, clearly waiting for him to say something. But he said nothing.

So she spoke again. "You were in a car wreck! Hit a tree, and out in the middle of the woods! Your test says you weren't drunk so I might assume that you were speeding? Not good!"

Harry was already beginning not to like this nurse.

"I bet your parents are in a right state! They don't know where you are! I'm sure they are worried sick about you! Obviously we didn't know who they were so we couldn't contact them; but now your up and we can call and tell them that your here."

The room was silent once more 'What the heck is this lady talking about?' thought Harry. Again Harry said nothing.

"Or maybe," the woman started again, her voice was quieter than before, "maybe there is someone else you want to call…besides your parents?"

Harry thought for a minute before finally speaking to the woman and asked "What do you mean by that?" Giving her a puzzling look.

The nurse stared hard at him "Ohhhhhh" she said "Ohhh, well….I suppose we'll talk about it later. Right now I'm just going to have to ask you some questions about yourself, if you are feeling up to it."

Even though he was still fairly confused, Harry sighed and answered "Ok"

The nurse walked over to the desk and grabbed the rolley chair from it and wheeled it over to Harry's bedside. She took a seat with her clip board on her lap and and a pen in her hand ready to write. Harry was strongly reminded of Rita Skeeter. "We need to ask you these questions to know who you are." She said." We really don't know anything about you or your medical history."

"Ok" answered Harry.

"Great!" she said. "Ok, what's your full name?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was smart to give out his real name. He decided 'what the heck' and told her the truth. "Harry James Potter" he said.

"Ok, and you are how old?"

"Sixteen"

"Who are your parents?"

"Um…well…" Harry didn't know what to say. "My parents are dead, so I don't know if you still want their names?"

The nurse stared. "Oh! I'm so sorry" she said. "I had no idea! Noo not at all! Just give me your guardians' names then."

"Um, ok…Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley"

"Ok, ok…" said the nurse, scribbling down the names on the clipboard.

She continued to ask Harry more questions about himself, and he did his best to answer as truthfully as possible without giving up any information revealing the wizarding world or too much about himself. About 20 minutes later, she was done.

She asked Harry if he needed anything. And she checked over his body to make sure everything was healing okay. "Those are some nasty gashes you have there!" she said to him, giving him a sympathetic look as she rolled her chair towards the door. Harry said nothing. She got up, and told him she would be back soon. "If you need anything," she said, "just push that red button, right there and someone will come." She pointed to a small button to the left of his bed. She smiled at him. "See ya!"

The door shut tight, leaving Harry once again alone in the bare room. He found himself more relaxed and comforted knowing that he was actually going to get better, here at this muggle hospital. But Harry's mind still drifted to his friends and what they might be doing, and if they knew he was gone.

'I hope they aren't worrying too much' thought Harry.

Harry relaxed, not moving, and just staring up at the white plaster ceiling because of the soreness in his body. There was nothing for him to do but lay and wait and ponder over the thoughts in his mind.

Before long, the nurse was back at his door, her clipboard still at hand. However, this time she was not alone. With her she brought a tall scruffy looking man, with dark messy hair and a five o clock shadow. He was in a nice yellow polo shirt and khaki's. Harry figured that this was the Dr. He wore a name tag on his chest, but it was too far away for Harry to read it.

"Hello again Harry!" said the nurse. "You still doing all right?" She had a fake sort of smile on her face. "There's someone here to see you …he's going to help you. Is that alright?"

Harry stared at the man standing beside the nurse. 'Help me?' Harry wondered to himself. "…Okay?" said Harry who was still confused.

"Great! I'll just leave you two, to it then!" With that, the nurse turned and left once again, leaving Harry in silence with the man in the yellow shirt.

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I don't really like making up my own characters but there was really no way around it...so don't get used to them;) hahahhaha