The Road to Recovery

Summary: Now that Harry's appendectomy is behind him, he can begin the road to recovery, with Sirius, Remus, and his girlfriend Ginny by his side.

Harry was startled awake the next morning by the sound of the food trolley being pushed down the corridor. He grimaced at the thought of having to eat the horrible food that St. Mungo's was known for. Unlike when Harry had his tonsils removed, he had to stay in the hospital overnight this time. The other time he was allowed to go home a few hours later.

He smiled when he remembered that Ginny had come over later that afternoon and had spoon fed him some ice cream. "Wonder if she would come over and help take care of me like she did before," he thought.

"Are you awake?"

Harry turned his head towards Sirius's voice. He felt his glasses being put on his face and found Sirius looking at back at him.

"Yeah, I'm awake."

"How are you feeling this morning?" Sirius inquired.

Harry paused for a second to take stock of himself. His stomach felt a little sore, nothing compared to what it was hours ago, he didn't feel nauseous, if anything a little hungry, and he felt a little tired because he didn't sleep much last night.

"A little better," Harry replied. "Not as sore as I was last night."

Sirius nodded, smiling softly at his godson, feeling relieved. He didn't like seeing Harry in pain. He would rather he take the pain rather than to see Harry suffering.

"Do you feel like eating anything?" Sirius asked.

"Porridge is fine." Harry didn't want anything that would be heavy on his stomach. He lived on porridge for weeks after he moved in with Sirius because he wasn't used to eating every day. While Remus ate his plain, Harry put sugar and cinnamon in his, sometimes more milk depending on who made it, Remus or Sirius.

"Alright, I'll tell Remus to bring you some."

Sirius reached into his pocket and called Remus on the communication mirror. Remus's face soon appeared.

"I have a breakfast order you, Moony. Harry wants porridge. I'll have what you had."

"Okay, I'll make the porridge now and bring you some toast with marmalade and some fruit." Remus appeared to be entering the kitchen and started to make the breakfast to take to the hospital. "How's he feeling this morning?"

"Better. He's awake."

"Oh." Sirius turned the mirror towards Harry. "Hey cub, I'll be there in about a half hour. I have some clothes for you. Do you want anything else?"

"The book that's in my rucksack, the commutation mirror, and you can surprise me with something else."

Remus chuckled. "Alright, cub. I see you soon."

Sirius moved the mirror to face him and they began to have a conversation between the two of them.

Harry laid back in the bed, noticing that Sirius had slept on the cot beside the bed. He wondered if Sirius had slept any at all last night.

It was currently ten in the morning and Harry vaguely remembered being wheeled out of the recovery room and had noticed that there was no sunlight shining through the windows. He remembered that Healer Morris had explained to him and Sirius that the windows were invisible to Muggles, but they were able to see out of them. The lights were run by magic, as was much of the equipment.

It was then when he noticed that someone had removed the electrodes one of the medi-witches had placed on him before he went into surgery.

"You need anything, Pup?" Sirius asked, signaling to Harry that he had Sirius's full attention.

"I'm good right now," Harry answered. "Did you stay here last night?"

If Sirius was surprised by his answer, he didn't show it. "I did. I wasn't going to leave you here by yourself. If your parents were alive, your Mum would be staying with you. You just had surgery, you're my godson, and where else would I be?"

"Really?

"Really."

Even though it had been two years since he had moved in with Sirius, Harry still had moments that he forgets that there were people in his life who cared about him and love him. The years he had spent living with his relatives had left its mark on him. Sirius had worked at getting Harry's trust at first, while at the same time, Harry was getting used to having someone who cared. But he didn't just have one person. He had a whole crew.

Professor McGonagall had cared about Harry since he had entered Hogwarts and was sorted into her house. Now, she had cared for Harry the way a grandmother would her grandson. She worried about him when he was sick or injured. She tried to help him if it appeared he was struggling, especially over the last year. She gave him advice and helped him in every way she could. Some would say that she tended to favor Harry, but the truth was it was her way of trying to make it up to him for following Professor Dumbledore's suggestion and leaving him with the Dursleys.

The Weasleys had become the family basically adopted him without the legal side. Arthur and Molly were the parents, Harry didn't have. Molly was the mother figure Harry often needed. Fred and George had looked at Harry as another little brother. Ron was Harry's brother in everything but blood. They had been through a lot together and put Hermione with them, they were a great team. Sirius had said that Harry and Ron's relationship reminded him of his and James's relationship. They both were obsessed with Quidditch, they both were often found hiding from Hermione when she was in study mood, which truth be told was daily, and they both shared a love of Chocolate Frogs. Ron collected the card and he and Harry both ate the frogs.

Ginny was at a different level. She was, even at this age, was the love of his life. He had a crush on her that he kept secret from everyone, but somehow Sirius figured it out. He was, literally, handed the opportunity to take Ginny to the Yule Ball and had asked her as soon as he could. They had escaped the Great Hall towards the end of the ball and walked along the snow cleared, twinkle light guided path that was warmed with a warming charm. The moon was out and the sky was clear, making the romantic setting all the more. Harry asked her before they headed in to be his girlfriend. She said yes.

They had been dating happily for an over a year now. Sirius couldn't thank Ginny enough for making Harry so happy. There were many times since they started dating that anytime Ginny entered the room, Harry would instantly perk up, regardless of how bad, good, miserable, or awful his day was.

Even though their anniversary was Christmas, they celebrated their anniversary or they did last year when they went to Hogsmeade and had saved exchanging gifts on their actual anniversary. Last year, Harry had gotten Ginny a heart-shaped necklace that she had been eyeing for a month. She had worn it so much that Harry had the closure hooks replaced when they broke.

Hermione was the sister he didn't have. She looked out for him like an older sister, but she was his friend, he turned to when he needed advice regarding Ginny. He didn't have anyone else to go to and he wanted a female's advice. She helped me with homework and tried to keep Harry and Ron from killing each other if their favorite Quidditch team was playing each other.

She loved Harry like a brother and would do anything for him like he would do anything for her.

"Remus is going to bring us some breakfast, do you want to do anything before he comes?"

"I need to use to the bathroom and maybe a shower."

"Alright."

Sirius helped Harry to the bathroom and get a shower. He wasn't about to leave Harry on his own just yet. Some called it overprotective, Sirius called it being cautious. Harry, really didn't mind, he just likes the attention Sirius gave him. It was still hard for Harry to believe that he lived in a house with people who cared about him and loved him.

Remus had shown up while Harry was in the shower. He knocked the door to hand Sirius the change of clothes for Harry as he was allowed to wear his own pajamas.

Sirius only stepped out to give Harry some privacy to get dressed.

"I called for the maid witch to change the sheets on the bed, before Harry gets back in it," Remus told Sirius, while they waited for Harry to come out of the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Harry came out of the bathroom and walked slowly, with help from Sirius, to the chair where Sirius had sat in just a little while ago.

"I brought breakfast. Eat as much as you want, Cub," Remus said as he sat up the tray in front of the chair and got out the food he had brought with him.

"Thanks, Remus."

"It was my pleasure," Remus murmured.

Sirius dug into the breakfast Remus had brought him and filled in Remus with what Healer Dalton had told him last night when he came in and checked on Harry."

"He told me if Harry did well, we could take him home later today or tomorrow. He's on restricted activity for two weeks, at least, and then we'll talk about lifting the restriction. He said he could shower, walk around would be good for him. As far as restricted diet, stick with things that are easy on the stomach and then slowly reintroduce food."

Remus nodded, once Sirius was done sharing what the healer had told him. They talked quietly while Harry finished his breakfast.

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A knock at the door brought the room's occupants to Healer Dalton.

"Good morning, I see we've had a shower."

"And breakfast," Sirius added. "Remus brought some from home."

"I don't blame you at all," Healer Dalton said. He turned to Harry. "How are you this morning?"

"A lot better than what I was hours ago," Harry replied. The pain potion was keeping the pain in his side from throbbing.

"Shower okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, it was fine. Felt better afterward."

"Eat well at breakfast?"

"Half a bowl of porridge, otherwise I felt that it was going to come up again."

Healer Dalton nodded approvingly, pleased with how well Harry was going. "Lie back and let's have a look at your incision."

Harry obeyed, lying back in the bed, pulling his shirt up before he was told to.

Gently, so as not to hurt him, Healer Dalton pulled off the bandage on Harry's side. "Looks good, it looks really good. It's not infected, which is a good thing. The color is pink which is what we want to see," the healer explained. He then started gently palpating around the incision, staying in the areas that were Harry's normal skin color.

"It feels good too, healing very nicely. The one thing that separates this surgery from the Muggle version is the healing time. I could remove the stitches as early as next week."

"Would it leave a scar?" Remus asked, looking up at the healer.

Healer Dalton nodded. "I would recommend using a scar balm. Maybe wait a few days before start applying it."

"Wait?" Harry held up a hand. "Are we talking about that gray colored glob that we used before?"

"Yes, Harry," Sirius answered.

"I take it you've had experience with it?" Healer Dalton asked.

Sirius quickly explained the reason why they had to use the balm and Healer Dalton understood Harry's hesitation.

"I could give you some that don't smell so bad, it would still do the job, but the numbing is part of it. I'll also provide you with some bandages. Any questions?"

"When can he go home?" Sirius asked.

"He can tomorrow. I want to keep him for one more night to make sure that everything is fine."

"Thank you. For taking care of our boy."

"My pleasure."

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Harry had fallen asleep after Healer Dalton left. He was feeling tired, which was a side effect of one of the potions he was on.

Remus left to head home to do some things and to start lunch. Harry had requested tomato soup and Sirius whispered to bring enough for four. He had stepped out before Remus had left to make a floo call to the Burrow.

Molly had said that Hermione and Ron were gone to Hermione's parents where they were having a small family gathering, and Hermione's family wanted to meet Ron. They said to tell Sirius they would stop by after the party with Arthur, who was picking them up after the party.

Fred and George were busy and would stop by later and check on Harry. But Ginny was ready to go to the hospital then. She was helping Molly sort laundry would be over as soon as she was finished.

Sirius watched Harry sleep from the chair in the corner of the room. From his chair, he was able to see Harry clearly, despite the bar of the bed in the way. He moved over just a little to give him a clear view of his godson. The light above the bed was dimmed to not disturb Harry's sleep. The door was shut and the room was dark with the exception of light shining through the cracks of the blinds.

While Harry was sleeping, Sirius got a chance to really study Harry.

He was, literally, a carbon copy of his father. When he was asleep, that is. When he was awake, he was James with Lily's eyes. For the longest time, Sirius had a hard time looking at Harry and not remembering his two friends that were gone.

Harry was James to the very core. But there were parts of Lily in there too. He had a mixture of personalities from both of his parents. He was brave, loyal, and selfless, which he mostly got from James. He was kind, friendly, and at times patient.

If there was anything Sirius wished Harry didn't get it was Lily's temper. Although James had one too, Lily's was more dangerous.

Sirius had advised those in Lily's line of fire when in temper to run. In the two years that Harry had moved in with him, Sirius had only seen Harry's temper erupt twice. Ron and Hermione had been in the receiving end once and Moody the second time. Once things cooled down, Harry did apologize, but ironically, he had proven his point and stated his case.

But everyone was surprised that Harry had told off Alastor Moody and lived to tell about it.

Harry was more mature than he was given credit for, in Sirius's option.

The one thing that Harry struggled with was his confidence level. Sirius blamed the Dursleys for this because Harry had struggled with his self-esteem and self-confidence for a long time before overcoming it within the last year.

The Dursleys were to blame for Harry's lack of nutrition. Harry had to take to potions during the summer to help get his body caught up with his fourteen-year-old self. The one downside to the potion was the side effects. The type nutrient potion Healer Morris had prescribed wasn't easy on the stomach.

Sirius spent many nights in Harry's room, rubbing his godson's belly as one cramp after another rolled through the boy's abdomen.

That first, summer it was nutrient potions and last summer it was dreamless sleep potions.

Again, Sirius found himself in his godson's room. He often rubbed Harry's back to help him sleep on the off nights for the potion.

Sirius smiled as he thought back to the past summer. Ginny was a huge help with Harry, getting his mind off of everything that happened over the summer.

Healer Morris had recommended a mind healer and together they helped Harry process what happened over the last year. On top of the mind healer, Healer Morris recommended a Muggle therapist. It wasn't until Sirius had called to make an appointment that he found out that the therapist was a massage therapist.

Cindy was excellent with Harry and had shown Sirius some techniques to use as well. Healer Morris had told Sirius at Harry's fifteen-year check up that massage was a great way for Harry to relax.

Sirius had bought books on massage therapy and techniques, sharing the techniques book with Ginny.

The redhead wanted to help her boyfriend in any way she could. And Sirius appreciated the help and Harry enjoyed her massages after a long day of classes.

Harry was still sleeping when the door to his room cracked open and Ginny peaked her head in.

"Come on in, Ginny," Sirius said.

Ginny walked into the room, closing the door behind her. She approached the bed, where her boyfriend laid.

"I should be used to seeing Harry in a hospital bed. He seems to spend more time in one than out."

Sirius chuckled, knowing how truth Ginny's words were. The last time Harry was in the hospital wing was after a long Quidditch practice and he had taken a bludger to the head. Harry ended up with a concussion and Ginny stayed with him to take care of him.

Between Quidditch injuries, illness, and some potions accidents, Harry had spent a lot of time in the hospital wing. And Ginny had spent a lot of time at Harry's bedside, keeping a vigil when he was unconscious and taking care of him when he wasn't.

"I would agree with you there. I think he's like his father. James was clumsy and accident-prone, especially around Lily. It was how I knew that Harry had a crush on you."

Ginny smiled and blushed as she thought back to before she and Harry were together. The raven-headed teen was clumsier than he usually was. Now, it was a dream come true her to be Harry's girlfriend.

"How is he?" Ginny asked.

"Better. He was lucky that his appendix didn't rupture." Sirius went on to explain to Ginny what would have happened if that did happen. Ginny gasped, covering her mouth with her hand and looked at her snoozing boyfriend, thankful that he was okay.

She looked at Harry, still asleep. "I should hex you for causing me so much worry," she said, seriously.

Sirius chuckled, knowing that there wasn't any truth around Ginny's words. She wouldn't hex Harry, even if he made her mad enough to hex.

"But you love me anyway," Harry mumbled, waking up. He smiled, sleepily as he caught sight of his girlfriend after she handed him his glasses. "Hi."

"Hi, yourself." Ginny leaned over and kissed him. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm….." Ginny cut him off.

"We talked about the fine word," she reminded him."

"I'm okay. My stomach feels a little sore, but I think it's because the potion is wearing off." Harry winced as he moved to sit up.

"Easy, baby. Let me help you," Ginny soothed. She took the pillow from Sirius and fluffed it, placing it behind Harry. He leaned back against the pillows, feeling better now that he was sitting up. "Better?"

"Much."

"Do you need a pain potion?" Sirius inquired.

"Yeah," Harry replied.

Sirius handed Ginny the potion and she helped him to take the potion, then getting him some water after he swallowed the potion.

Ginny settled in the space beside Harry in the hospital bed. She moved slowly, not wanting to jolt Harry or cause him pain.

She motioned for Sirius to hand her the bag she had brought with her and took it from him. She reached inside of it and pulled out a few Quidditch magazines she had picked up on her way to St. Mungo's that morning.

She offered one to Harry and he took it, kissing her cheek and whispering thanks.

Sirius pulled out the book Remus had brought him from home and they settled into their reading, killing time before Remus showed up with lunch.

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If there was anything Ginny could say about her boyfriend it was that he tended to be a big baby when he was sick. Of course, a lot of the reason was that he never was cared for when he sick before Sirius and Ginny didn't mind the whining voice Harry used when he was sick.

And while Harry had an incredibly high pain tolerance, some things tested it. The severe headaches that his scar caused, some stomach cramps, and some injuries he had sustained.

It was no surprise to her that she was in the bathroom with Harry, after attempting to feed him some lunch. Healer Dalton had suggested trying some soup and had warned that Harry's stomach may accept it or not. It was a side effect of one of the potions, Harry was on to prevent infection. The IV had been removed once Harry was awake and had kept down enough liquids to warrant the removal of the IV.

Sirius had gone home for a shower and sleep and Remus had gone home with him to fix something for supper. Harry would be feeling better by than according to Healer Dalton since he would be starting to go off the infection potion to a lower dose of another type of infection potion. They thought Harry would be fine and Ginny wasn't leaving him anytime soon.

Harry leaned against her, his forehead on her shoulder. She could hear him groan every little bit.

Ginny rubbed his back in slow, soothing circles. She watched as Harry leaned over the toilet and vomited up everything he had eaten in the last two hours.

It had been forty-five minutes since Harry told her he felt sick and felt like he was going to throw up.

"Gin, I think I'm done," Harry whispered, his voice echoing off the tiled walls. Slowly and gently, Ginny helped him up from the floor and lead him back to the bed.

Sirius had come back while they were in the bathroom and sat down in the chair. He had approached the bathroom to check on Harry, but when he saw that Ginny was with him and taking care of him, he left it to the redheaded witch.

She had been helping take care of Harry when he was sick since they got together. The first time was when Harry got sick from the Gillyweed. Harry had swallowed some on accident and it ended with a night in bed in Sirius's quarters. Since it was Ginny, who discovered that Harry was sick and brought him to the hospital wing, Sirius allowed her to stay with them and help take care of Harry.

Ever since Ginny was there to help nurse Harry back to health. Molly was so stunned at how well Ginny had taken care of Harry that she even allowed Ginny to stay with Harry when the latter got sick from eating too much at dinner.

Molly and Sirius checked on them at different periods of the night and had both made peace with each other. Did that mean that they always got along? No.

"Feeling better, Prongslet?" Sirius asked.

"Yeah, I am now. I should have said something before I tried to eat something. My stomach was churning and gurgling before I ate something."

Sirius helped Ginny get Harry back into bed. It was when Harry hissed that Ginny asked if he was okay.

"My side feels sore and it hurts when I move," Harry explained.

Healer Dalton came in just when Harry was back in bed and comfortable.

"Hello, how are we doing?" the healer asked.

"I just threw up lunch five minutes ago," Harry replied.

Ginny explained what had happened when Sirius left and the healer nodded, understanding now what had happened.

"Okay, I'm going to switch you to a different infection potion, one that won't be so hard on your stomach. You should be able to eat after that. Give it about an hour before trying to eat anything." The healer directed the next part to Sirius. "Keep him the bland diet for now until his stomach gets straightened up. I'll include a stomach soother with the infection potion. Maybe with that, he could keep down a meal."

"Okay," Sirius said, before turning his attention to Harry. Ginny was sitting in the bed beside him, Harry's head on her shoulder. Her arm was wrapped around him and Harry looked like he was about to fall asleep.

He was always amazed at Ginny when he saw her take care of Harry. After a few minutes, she laid Harry back against the pillows and pulled the cover up to his chest. Harry was sound asleep.

Healer Dalton watched the interaction silently. He had met the redhead previously when Harry had his tonsils removed. She sat with Sirius and Remus in the waiting room during Harry's surgery and helped Sirius take care of him afterward.

He loved seeing young couples and even though he knew how young Harry and Ginny were, he knew they were deeply in love with each other. Or at least how much Ginny cared for Harry.

He talked to Sirius while he was checking Harry's vitals, watching for any sign of infection despite the potion. With Harry asleep and laying down in the bed, Healer Dalton took the chance and checked Harry's incision.

He pulled off the bandage gently and didn't miss Ginny's sharp intake of breath.

"That has to hurt," she stated.

"It doesn't," Healer Dalton assured her. "He's on potions for pain and they keep it to a dull ache or not even notice it. His abdomen was numb when I did the surgery and he was asleep the whole time."

Ginny nodded mutely. She had seen her brothers go through this surgery and she knew of some of what they went through.

She was relieved when she found out that Harry was okay.

"I'll be by to check on him later," Healer Dalton said to Sirius and left the room to make the changes in Harry's file before the next dosage of potions was due.

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All too soon for Ginny's liking, it was time for her to go home. Visiting hours were almost over and Remus was getting ready to head home. Sirius was staying with Harry tonight and tomorrow, he would get to go home.

Healer Dalton said that he was doing great and Harry could go home tomorrow. Harry was happy to get to go more, if for nothing more to sleep in his own bed.

"I'll see you in the morning, Cub. Sleep well," Remus murmured as he told Harry goodnight and kissed the top of his head.

Remus moved so Ginny could say goodbye and went to talk to Sirius about how to get Harry home tomorrow. Hatfield was a forty-five-minute drive to London and Sirius wanted to make it easier and comfortable for Harry.

"I'll see you tomorrow, sweetie. Mum said I could come over if you get to come home," Ginny informed her boyfriend.

"I'll look forward to seeing you tomorrow, Gin."

Ginny leaned over and kissed Harry good night. They always kissed each other goodnight before heading up to their own dorms to go to bed.

Aware of Remus and Sirius, they didn't take it too deeply like they usually did.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Ginny whispered. "I love you."

Harry grinned, he would never get used to this. "I love you too."

Ginny gathered her bag and told Remus and Sirius she would see them tomorrow. Sirius said he would floo the Burrow to let her know that they were home.

Ron and Hermione would accompany her tomorrow. They were nice to let Ginny have this time with Harry, opting to wait until Harry got home to visit. They wouldn't stay long, just long enough to see how he was doing, maybe an hour and then they would head back to the Burrow.

Ginny would stay as long as she wanted, but she would head home when Harry goes to bed.

"See you tomorrow, Ginny. Thanks for your help with Harry today."

"You're welcome, Sirius."

Remus and Ginny left the room, leaving godfather and godson alone for the first time since they got to the hospital.

Sirius could tell that Harry was tired and he wanted to sleep.

"Are you asleep?" he asked his godson. He got his answer when Harry didn't say anything. The sound of Harry's even breathing told Sirius that he was asleep.

"Good night, pup. I love you." Sirius tucked the cover around Harry and kissed his cheek. Then he headed to his cot in the corner and laid down, pulling the blanket and pillow he had Remus bring from home for him. He fell asleep, happy that tomorrow night he would be sleeping in his own bed.

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Harry laid on the bed as Healer Dalton examined the incision area one final time before releasing Harry to go home.

"Okay, now we can leave the bandage off for about an hour or so, for it to get some air. I would recommend when you apply the balm to it and let it dry. Let it get some air for an hour before reapplying the bandage. You can fix your shirt in a way that you can still let the incision area, get some air, but not have to walk around the house without a shirt on."

"We might try that," Sirius said, from the side the bed.

Healer Dalton finished the exam with a light prod of Harry's abdomen, feeling to see if everything was okay in there.

"Alright, Harry you may sit up."

Harry reached for Sirius's hand and he helped Harry sit up slowly. Any sudden movements still hurt.

"I want to see you in my office in about a week. We'll have a look at your incision again and if everything looks great, I'll remove the stitches. I'm going to remind you of restricted activity and try to rest some too." Healer Dalton turned to Sirius.

"Let me know if he has any severe abdominal pain, especially near the surgery site. Keep giving him the infection potion and the pain potion if he needs it. Anything comes up, please floo the office or owl me."

"Thank you, Healer Dalton. For everything."

"You're welcome and I'll see you next week."

When the healer left, Remus came in with a bag in his hand and Sirius and Harry's breakfast in another.

"I figured you would want to try something else that wasn't porridge," Remus explained when he handed Harry the plate of eggs and toast.

"Two more days and we'll see how your stomach does with real food," Sirius assured him.

"I heard him, Sirius," Harry said, trying not to sound grumpy. He didn't get much sleep last night due to the pain potion wearing off in the middle of the night. He waited an hour when Sirius got up to use the bathroom to tell him.

"I know, but think about it this way. You will sleep in your own bed tonight."

Harry smiled at that. He already couldn't wait to get home to his comfortable bed with the fluffy pillow and not the uncomfortable bed he slept in for the last two nights.

Once breakfast was over, Harry took the bag with a change of clothes for him from Remus and headed to the bathroom. While Harry changed, Remus and Sirius packed up everything they brought to the hospital and some of the get well gifts Harry had gotten.

It took two trips for Remus to take everything to the car and by the time he had everything loaded in the car, Harry was dressed and ready to go. Sirius signed the release forms and Harry was placed in a wheelchair to be wheeled out to the car.

Remus had moved the car after his third trip out to the car to the front entrance of St. Mungo's. Remus and Sirius helped Harry into the backseat and got him settled in the back for the car ride home. Before they had left the room, Sirius gave Harry a motion sickness potion, hopefully, to prevent Harry from getting car sick on the way home.

With everything loaded into the car, including Harry, Remus got in the driver's seat as Sirius got in the back with Harry.

"Ready to go home?" Remus asked Harry, looking in the rearview mirror.

Harry nodded. "Yes. Let's go home."

With that Remus started the engine and merged into traffic, driving home where Harry could finish recovering in peace.

AN: Stay tuned for Part Three. Unlike the Appendix story in Harry's Life with Parents, I had to break this one up into three parts instead of two.

Enjoy!