Ginny Weasley sat next to Harry's bed in the hospital wing. On her right, sat Hermione, and on the other side of the bed, sat Neville. Damian watched them with narrowed eyes. Harry was alive, he was glad of that. He wasn't foolish enough to believe he would have survived Quirrel's attack if Harry hadn't saved him, but still, it stung that Ginny and her friends had visited Harry every day since the attack, yet had not said a single word to him.

The door swung open, Damian felt himself flinch. He inwardly cursed himself, he'd jolt at sudden noises and flinch at contact. Madam Pomfrey said it would wear off in time but it had yet to fade. His parents walked in and headed straight towards Ginny,

"how is he?" Said Mrs Potter, watching Harry with wide eyes, Mr Potter clutched his wife's hand, Ginny eyed them coldly.

"he still hasn't woken up, but he's showing signs of improvement, Madam Pomfrey said he's suffering from Magical exhaustion and will recover in a few weeks." Lilly Potter nodded and Damian felt his scowl deepen, why weren't they paying attention to him he was the boy who lived, after all, and he was hurt too. His mother turned to Madam Pomfrey,

"when he's recovered, send him to Potter Mansion, he's staying with us for the holidays." Ginny cleared her throat angrily,

"No he isn't." She snapped,

"what do you mean by that?" Said Mr Potter dangerously, Ginny didn't flinch.

"he's staying with my family for summer." Lilly Potter glared at the girl,

"he's our son!" Ginny smiled,

"not on paper he isn't." She said coldly, Damian felt his stomach churn in jealousy, He'd never been invited round the Weasley's home for an entire holliday. The doors burst open once again and Damian flinched. Mrs Weasley ran into the room,

"Harry!" She cried, running to the boy's side. Neville immediately vacated his seat for the Weasley Woman who sat down, with a brief thank you. "what happened?" She said, looking at her daughter for explanation,

"Voldemort Possessed Quirrel, and he attacked Damian Potter, Harry came to help Potter and ended up being cruciod, he's now suffering from magical exhaustion." Mrs Weasley sniffed, dabbing at her eyes she turned to Madam Pomfrey,

"How long until he recovers and can come home?" She asked,

"depends." Said Madam Pomfrey, "some people take longer then others, a few weeks, minimum." Mrs Weasley nodded,

"Molly?" Said Lilly Potter, the woman turned to her, "Ginny says that Harry is coming to stay with you for the summer, but we, as his parents, would prefer it if he came home with us, sorry if this inconveniences you." Molly Weasley had never been a mild tempered woman, but had always remained civil to Lily Potter, the too were close acquaintances. However, any chance of friendship between the two women was blown out of the window upon meeting Harry Potter.

Molly's son's had identified five steps of Molly Weasley's rage;

1) Hands on hips

2) Flaring nostrils

3) Tensing of the vocal chords

4) Flashing eyes

5) CABOOM- She would explode.

Right now Mrs Weasley was on stage 5. "I would hardly consider you Parents," she began, "In fact, I wonder at how you still consider yourself parents when you never knew one of your sons, and the other is a cruel bully, according to my children's tales. The fact that Harry has cut all ties to you, going as far as to change his name in order to be separate for you, I would've thought, speaks for itself. He obviously doesn't consider you family. Harry is coming to stay with my family because we genuinely care for him, and he is friends our daughter, our daughter that is constantly harassed by the son you did raise. I am shocked that you have the nerve, to stand in front of me and call yourself parents. You're both a disgrace." Mrs Weasley hissed, smoke coming from her ears. The Potters glanced at each other. Lily Potter was trembling and James Potter was sickly pale. Without a word they turned and left. Harry blearily opened his eyes,

"thanks." He whispered hoarsely.

TBC

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