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Warning:
Sensitive, semi-rape, cuss
Hermione and Ron were honestly shocked to see Harry was back to normal and they tried to find out with Snape, but he did not wish to speak of their conversation. Harry grew to be comfortable in what he was doing and constantly remind himself he was safe and free to be himself here. He kept his routine the same for his master, but let the fear stay hidden. Anyone who asked what happened, he would claim it was a phrase. People didn't think this phrase was a normal thing to do.
Of course, Harry only continued to have nightmares between either Albus or Aberforth endlessly. Tonight was a bit different.
"Harry, you disobeyed me again…" He hissed at the boy.
Harry cried, "I'm sorry! I won't do it again! Please! NO! NO!" He screeched for his life.
Albus dragged him down, Aberforth nodded and watched his big brother perform the punishment, and Harry tried to escape from his punishment.
"The choker will teach you to not repeat your disobedient, Harry, my dear. It is the only way."
Harry cried, begging him to punish him differently, and gritted his teeth. Albus forced him to open his mouth and shoved in the huge cock deeply. Aberforth laughed, proud of his brother, and enjoyed every second of this show. The cock went deeper into Harry's throat and –
Harry shot out of bed and raced to the bathroom. He couldn't hold it any longer and poured his stomach inside out. Everything came out so suddenly and he hung over by the toilet to flush all the nasty stuff away. He felt shaky, freezing, and desperate for air to breathe. He wept, thought he was handling it well, and continued to feel sick over the toilet.
"Mate? You alright?" The red head called out.
"No…I'm not, I-I think I am coming down with a flu." His stomach twisted and turned.
"Uh…what's a flu?"
Harry wasn't in the mood, but puked up several types. He was too shook up to handle anything anymore. He hated to let his friend see him glued to the toilet.
"I'll go get Hermione, I think she knows what you're talking about. Just stay here, Harry." Ron rushed off to find their friend and her room.
Harry performed worse than he has been feeling. It was empty everything from him personally and he couldn't help but think what his master could do to him. How else would he explain his sickness? How did his father survive the constant rape and torture? No, he did not want to know.
"Harry!" Someone's panic for him, "Oh, man, you seem to have the flu look, but let's get you cleaned up."
Harry didn't want to fight this time, yet, they were just his friends. Hermione offered her hands and he slowly accepts her touch. He could tell she was different from the others; how innocent she seems to be. She went by his pace, not wanting to cause a stir from his stomach, and Ron brought along a huge bucket.
"I think he has Drum." Ron stated.
Hermione sighed, "It's the same thing as the flu, Ron."
Ron blinked and shook his head how muggles have too much similar illnesses these days. Harry was finally back in bed, but he refused to make himself worse. Of course, he felt like he jinxed himself and covered his mouth. Ron hurried over and held the bucket. Harry wasn't looking so good and Hermione tried to hold her breath while soothing the boy's back.
Harry began to see how Hermione's touching was comforting and he liked that. He tried to breathe again, but the cycle repeated endlessly. She glanced up at her other boy best friend and frowned at the greater disappointment for Harry.
"Ron, could you please bring a big glass of water and perhaps some crackers. We can't have Harry dehydrated in his form." She insisted.
Ron nodded and raced off to his part. Harry felt cold, he didn't think he'd be dealing with this extreme temperature when he's sick, and he knew it was a turn off because of his nightmares. He couldn't let anyone led on because of his dream. It has only been a month since Dumbledore left, but he knew he could survive somehow.
"I'm sorry for rudely waking both of you…" He pouted.
She gave a kind smile, "Harry, we don't care. We're here for you no matter what." Her hand felt his forehead, "You feel fine, though. Are you cold?"
He nodded and she decided to wrap him up under his blanket. He shivered nonetheless, no matter how many times he tried to put his mind at ease, and Ron finally showed up…with McGonagall. She couldn't believe her eyes to see how sick Harry was.
"Harry, we need to get you to the Medical wing, you are not looking so well-"
Harry shook his head, "-no, please…please." He cried into Hermione's arms.
She was shocked to see he was taking comforts in her arms instead of anyone else's. It was better than nothing was, a progress at its start was, and she feared there might be one way to deal with this. Ron set aside the glass of water and crackers for Harry. Or, in this case, "chocolate".
"Harry, do you want Fawkes?" Hermione thought.
He sniffled, "Ple-please?"
McGonagall blinked, "Dumbledore's Phoenix? Why?"
Ron tugged the woman's sleeve and whispered, "Fawkes calms Harry down for some reason."
The professor nodded and walked off to retrieve the Phoenix from the headmaster's office. Ron offered Harry some water and Harry would sip little by little, but he refused to remove himself from Hermione. He felt safe in her arms. Hermione soothes her friend's back and he eased himself a bit. Ron felt jealous with Harry getting all the attention.
"Yeah, last time I was sick, I didn't get any of this before." Ron muttered.
Hermione blinked, "Ron," She looked up at him, "How can we tell you're sick?"
His eyes widened, "You mean you thought I was healthy!? Oh, merlin's beard…" His head shook.
Hermione didn't get it, but she let Ron deal with his own things personal and figured she'd learn next time. Once Harry had a chocolate bitten off, he felt the chocolate at work and calming his stomach down. He was too worn out, but Hermione made sure he stayed away to keep him hydrated and eating some of the chocolate. Harry desperately wanted to sleep, but his nosy best friend wouldn't allow it.
McGonagall returned with the Fawkes flying behind her and Fawkes landed in front of Harry. He smiled and pets him carefully. He came up to Harry, without needing to lean and follows Harry's hand. When Harry moved his hand on top of the Phoenix's head, Fawkes hopped over to the water glass and shed a couple of tears for the boy.
"Thank you…" He whispered.
The phoenix nodded and Harry drinks up the rest of the water. He felt much warm again and no longer nausea. Everyone was rather surprised to see how fast Harry healed and restored back to health, but his sleepiness drifted off onto Hermione. She blushed furiously to know that he wasn't letting her go in his sleep.
The professor whispered, "Perhaps you should keep him relaxed. I hadn't seen him this calm in a month or two." She smiled.
"But-but what about the rules where boys and girls are supposed to sleep-"
"I trust you, Hermione. Besides, Ron will be in the same room. There is no worry here. Just take care of Harry and I'll figure something out with anyone else finding out about you here."
Hermione wanted to argue, but she couldn't be selfish for Harry. She had settled to what she needs to do. Ron couldn't believe Hermione was actually concern about the rules, but he didn't care. At least he could count on her for the night now. McGonagall trusted the three of them to work things out and hoped Harry would remain healthy for the rest of the day.
Harry yawned and felt like he slept in without fear this time. He fluttered his eyes and realized someone was with him. He jolted away immediately and saw Hermione in her deep sleep. He sighed and forgotten about last night temporarily. He tugged her repeatedly and she began to wake up groggily.
"You're finally awake, Harry." She muttered.
Hermione walked out of the dormitory and left to her room. Harry wanted to say something, but he figured she wouldn't be in the mood to listen. He glanced around and spotted Fawkes. He was waiting for Harry and the attention he receives.
"Morning, Fawkes." He petted him.
Fawkes moaned at Harry's touch and it made Harry smiled for the start. For once, he felt normal.
"Ah, Harry. I was wondering if you would be alright having Fawkes with you at all time?" McGonagall asked as she came into the room.
He glanced up to her, "Ar-are you sure, Professor?"
She nodded, "Yes, because this might be the only solution we have until Dumbledore returns. I trust you to not cause trouble?" She hummed.
"I'll be good, professor, I promise." The similar saying he had promised for Dumbledore.
McGonagall was pleased to see this was working out and left the boys' room alone. Ron woke up and noticed Hermione wasn't within their room anymore. Harry and Ron helped themselves to get dress for the day. Harry was surely hungry and Fawkes followed him along. Ron gasped and raced after Harry who was full of energy.
"Mate! Wait up! Don't leave me behind!" Ron almost tripped on his feet.
Fawkes chirped loudly at Ron and Ron couldn't believe it! Harry laughed with full of joy and managed to reach to the cafeteria. The red head finally stopped running and tried to catch up on his breathing. He glared at Harry, but Harry immediately sat down and eat to fill up his stomach. Ron opened his mouth, but he saw how Harry was starving for breakfast. He shrugged and decided to join along considering the fact Harry hasn't been eating normal or a lot for the past month.
"Gah! Fine! I'll give you the crescent, Fawkes!" Harry pointed out and handed one to Fawkes.
Fawkes was pecking on Harry's head to beg for food as well and Ron snickered. He was rather glad Professor McGonagall was okay with this. Harry finally slowed down and eat, but he refused to be close to Ron at all.
"Blimey, Harry, I had no idea you were this hungry."
Harry shrugged, "I did empty my stomach last night, so-"
Ron shook his head, "-don't even mention it, I get the point."
Harry rolled his eyes and helped himself some morning juice. For whatever reasons, Fawkes knew his tears would heal anything…except mental health and the pain he suffered.
"Harry, I heard you were not well last night. Is everything alright?" Snape joined into the room.
Harry looked over to his right shoulder and saw the man, "Yes, Professor Snape, I was just not well."
Snape nodded, "Very well, good to know. Next time, please do attend to the medical wings-"
"-no." Harry interrupted.
Ron's eyes widened and began to wonder what was with Harry. He stood up and dragged Snape away.
"Uh, for some reason, he refused to go anywhere or let anyone but Hermione and Fawkes help him, sir. He called it flu, but I think it's a drum." Ron cleared things up.
Snape nodded slowly, "Flu is the same as drum, Ron. However, if he refuses medical care…" He thought things out for himself.
Ron waited and blinked, "…then what could it be he refuses for medical care for?"
Snape shook his head, "He probably feels he'd be fine." But, that wasn't the truth.
Ron knew he couldn't push Snape into telling him unless Dumbledore himself was here. He walked back to his friend and Hermione joined in the room with cheerful look. Harry was shocked to see she wasn't grumpy anymore.
"Whoa, Harry! You're eating a lot more than I thought. The flu must have really got you hungry," She smiled.
Harry chuckled, "Yeah, I hadn't eaten this much since November!"
His friends laughed along, but Snape observed the three teenagers. He shook his head and walked off to his own assumption.
"Harry, don't overdo it! You just got better and we don't want you doing the same thing in class!" Hermione complained.
Harry sighed, "Fine, besides, how many minutes do we have left before our first class start?"
"Ten minutes, we better get going or we'll be late. The teachers may not be on your head, but they will be on ours." Hermione declared.
Ron sighed, "I really don't want to hear their lecture about there is no need to babysit the boy who lived."
Harry bit his lips and laugh with guilt, "Sorry, i-i-it's personal situation going on for me. I'm working on getting back to the way it used to be." He rubbed the back of his neck.
Ron shook his head, "Oh, take your time. It's the teachers that ought to shut it." His eyes rolled.
Hermione slapped Ron's arm, "Ron! Anyway, Harry, it's fine. They're just upset because we accidentally interrupted class, nothing about babysitting you." She smiled.
Harry nodded and they all gathered themselves to class. Fawkes decided to be on Harry's head for the day and Harry didn't mind it at all. In fact, he's comfortable when Fawkes is there and he's aware of everything around him. No one wanted to mess around with a Phoenix, especially this one contains good fortune.
Unfortunately, one student from a different house was amused to see his enemy in the room. He walked up to the boy and placed his hands on his waists.
"Well, Potter, you are stealing headmaster's pet and we cannot have pets in the classroom." Malfoy stated.
Harry's eyes twitched, at the name of pet due to someone in the past has called him. Fawkes rubbed his head against the boy's head to comfort him and calming him down. Hermione glared at Draco for picking on her best friend.
"Malfoy, watch it before you get push it." She warned him.
He scoffed, "Oh, so he has his girl defending him."
Harry spun around and glared at Malfoy, "Dumbledore asked me personally to look after Fawkes while he's away," Which was partly true.
Malfoy hummed, "You're hiding something. You have been acting very strange, Potter, and I intend to find out why."
Harry huffed and headed to his seat. Hermione wanted to desperately punch Malfoy in the face, when no one was in the room. Ron scoffed and couldn't believe Harry's enemy would go this far. Hermione joined Harry and Ron sat behind them with Neville next to him. Malfoy picked his usual seats in the class.
Harry grew nervous on how Malfoy could find out, but he personally didn't want to kill him if that was the case. Hermione soothed her best friend's arm to relax him some more and he couldn't help, but think about the word 'pet'. He dislikes it, but he wondered how this affects his master. There was a lot to cover, but he wasn't too sure if he had a choice to ask all of this.
For now, surviving this class was the least thing he should worry about it. The professor was glad Harry was here and his friends weren't bailing out on their lessons. The starting trouble was over for the most part, but everyone was very curious about the headmaster's Phoenix and Harry. It went on for a long period, but the only person who reacted strongly about Fawkes was Professor Snape. He was surprised to actually see the phoenix leaving the office for once. He did not think this was actually possible, but he knew Harry probably had his ways somehow. In fact, he observed how it affects Harry's personality even more.
The professors gathered a lunch meeting and declared that this was the best benefit for Harry to function in class without having anxiety attack. Hermione would leave the classroom early to meet up with Harry and he was glad to have someone to trust with touching him. He only allowed two people at a time, but he felt like it could happen any moment now.
Hermione and Ron joined Harry to Dumbledore's office because Harry insisted he should feed and brush Fawkes the normal ways. They tried to tell him he could bring those supplies down to their dormitory, but he refused otherwise. Even Fawkes supported Harry by staying on his position and his friends finally backed off.
"Forget it, Mione, we do not want him having those panic attack again. I like it when he's actually normal."
She huffed, "We have so much to study for!"
Harry rolled his eyes, "We can study here, I just cannot change Fawkes' routine here."
Hermione thought he had a good point. They do have privacy to study and no one would interrupt him. She pulled out all of her notes and began to help them to prepare for their next test. They did very well on their last one, despite of Harry's bad timing to have a mental breakdown after being touched by the teacher. No one wanted to touch him, especially they wanted him to remain the same.
Harry brushes Fawkes' feather while learning the whole potion making ingredients by heart. Ron and Hermione were surprised to see his memories skilled developed in a matter of half an hour studying. Ron whispered while Harry chanted the new potion ingredients to study from.
"I think he's addicted to Dumbledore's pet." Ron commented, trying to keep it away from Harry.
Unfortunately, the green eyes widened and shook his head. His hands curled around the brush and marched off. Hermione raced off and Ron didn't understand why this was even personal. Was he already heard?
"I'm not! No! I am not!" He waved the brush at Ron, "You do not understand at all! You think it is a joke?" Harry scoffed, "How about get the hell off my back before I kick you out of this office!" He glared at his red head friend.
Ron had a ghostly appearance when Harry threw a fit like this and Hermione hugged Harry instantly. Harry jolted at the sudden feeling and knocked her off immediately.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! PLEASE!" He screamed.
Hermione collapsed to the ground roughly and grunted as she stared at Harry. She never thought he would be this dangerous to his anxiety disorder already. Ron gulped and froze at his seat.
"Stupefied!" Someone hit Harry and he collapsed into a frozen state.
Hermione and Ron exchanged glances, then back at Harry, and heard someone's sigh.
"I was afraid he would be throwing a fist." Snape joined into the room.
Ron rushed over to the nerdy friend of his and helped her up. She brushed off and he patted her back to praise her trying for Harry.
She shook her head, "This isn't like Harry to be all worked up, we do not even know what is going on with him anymore."
Snape understood, "I am going to place him in my office for now, but Fawkes shouldn't be anywhere near him for a while. Just until I figure out what else is bothering him." He held his breath.
Hermione agreed anyway, she didn't know what else to do when Harry treated her like everyone else, and she thought she helped him out finally. Something was terribly wrong. Ron helped her out on gathering their notes together and head back to their common room for the night. Snape, on the other hand, had to deal with Harry on his own term. It wasn't going to be simple he wished to be.
Next chapter will be out by tomorrow~ Always expect one chapter per day - until I come to the point I already got all the ones I wrote out, which I will inform you all on.
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