A/N Another chapter. Harry has a problem that needs to be resolved...

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Chapter 8

Harry awoke throwing up. Again. 'Honestly, five times in a span of three hours is ridiculous. Its getting worse...' he thought, gripping his aching tummy.

"Mr. Potter?" came Madam Pomfrey's tired voice. She was wearing her Mediwitch over-coat over her light blue nightgown. Her grayish-brownish hair was sticking up wildly. It WAS the middle of the night, anyway. "Again?"

Harry didn't have the strength to reply, sinking back down into the soft sheets of 'his' bed. A cool hand on his forehead startled him. "You're fever has gotten a bit worse. Merlin, I'm going to kill your uncle..."

Harry groaned as another round of nauseousness hit him. After several dry heaves, and a scourify from Poppy, the teen rolled back onto his burning back. Even with all the healing ointments and potions, his stomach and back still refused to heal from his uncle's brutality.

Pomfrey gently helped him to sit up, removing his pajama shirt. He glared down at his stomach, before his eyes widened in surprise. Despite his ribs clearly showing, his stomach seemed... larger. The Mediwitch gently poked his bloated tummy, causing Harry to cry out, wincing away. Stabbing pains were shooting through his abdomen.

"You may have some internal bleeding that did not show up on your diagnostic reports. Possibly stomach ulcers as well. Let me get Severus... I have an idea..." She went over to the fireplace.

Severus was awoken from his uneasy sleep by the sound of the Floo activating. For a moment, he panicked, not being able to see the bright green flash, but then he sighed, remembering.

"Who is calling at this ungodly hour?" he muttered, yanking on his overcoat, stumbling about his room, hands feeling the rough stone frantically. He hated not being able to see. Stubbed toes were the worst.

"Severus? Its Poppy. Could you come to the Hospital Wing?" Madam Pomfrey asked. Severus noted the worry in her voice, and quickly stepped through.

The smell of blood and vomit mixed with the normal herbal smell of the infirmary hit his large nose, causing him to stumble a bit, from the intensity. The air was heavy, and he heard labored breathing.

"Its Harry, Severus. He's taken a turn for the worse, constantly throwing up... I believe he has some internal bleeding, but my scans didn't notice it, since it was so small. It seems to have gotten much worse..."

Severus was worried now, as he heard hoarse coughing coming from across the room. "What do you need me to do?"

Poppy hesitated. "I don't know if it's too much to ask... But I'm going to cast a Stomachum Wall Knitting spell. Hopefully that will fix the problem. But... Harry needs to hold still, and he'll be in a lot of pain..."

To the woman's surprise, Severus felt his way to the bed, carefully maneuvering the small boy so he rested on his lap, and stroked the matted hair off the boy's forehead. "All right. Get it over with."

Poppy nodded, casting the spell. Immediately, the silent halls were filled with agonizing screams, as the hole in the lining of Harry's stomach knitted together.

Severus squeezed his eyes shut, holding Harry closer to him. It was obvious the child was trying not to move, pushing himself further into Severus.

The man found himself whispering into the boy's ear. "Come on, Potter. Push through the pain, its almost done... Come on boy..."

Finally, the screams ceased. Instead, harsh breathing sounded through the room. "Thank... you..."

Severus maneuvered the boy back onto the bed, pushing the sweaty curly hair from the child's forehead. "Are you all right?" he asked, forehead creased in concern.

"Bet...ter... Tired..." Harry started to drift off, but Severus's voice cut through his mush-like brain.

"Potter-Harry. I, uh, don't know how it will work. I'm not the kindest man, hell, Im not kind at all, but if you're willing-"

"Yes. Good...goodnight sir..." And with that, Harry fell asleep, a huge smile playing across his tired features. He, maybe, could finally have a home...

A/N The end... Of the chapter. Scared ya there for a second, didn't I. Jk.

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