Madam Pomfrey reached out to touch Harry on the shoulder. "Harry, did you hear what I just said?"
Harry's ears were ringing; his world seemed to be crashing down on him. The world felt frozen, and he didn't know what to do or think. How would he explain it to his friends? Would they still accept him?
Madam Pomfrey reached into her apron, pulled out a small chocolate bar, and knew that this news would take a while to process. Perhaps giving him a piece of chocolate would help bring him back to reality. Madam Pomfrey placed the chocolate in his palm, wrapped his fingers around it, and stood up from her seat. She then gently closed the curtain to give him some privacy.
Harry felt as though the world was spinning; he could hear the blood pumping through his head. He blinked slowly, attempting to regain control over his body. He knew that if he didn't ground himself, he would pass out. He looked down at his hand; when had he gotten a chocolate bar? Harry was so disoriented - what the hell was going on?
He blinked again and ripped open the chocolate bar. He took a little bite. It brought him back to his first time meeting Remus. He chuckled, it was such an odd memory due to the fact that he had given him the chocolate because of the dementor; yet that was the first time he got to meet somebody from his parents' past. In a weird way, it made him feel closer to him.
The chocolate was bitter as he swallowed; it was helping ground his senses. Harry could feel the hospital bed around him and leaned back into it. He took a deep breath; it smelled just like a muggle hospital - granted, he couldn't explain what the smell was, he just knew it smelled like a muggle hospital. Harry listened for a moment as he took another bite of the chocolate. He could hear Madam Pomfrey talking to Professor McGonagall; he couldn't make out the words, but he heard her welcoming tone.
Harry finally felt like he wouldn't faint anymore; thank God. He took a deep breath and started to stand up, feeling weak. He didn't want to do anything else today; I don't think anyone would be mad if he just took a nap. He sat back down and got comfortable in the hospital bed. Harry closed his eyes as he replayed the news in his head.
"Harry, you are a Veela Hermaphrodite."