AN - Sorry for the long wait for this chapter. My father-in-law has been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and as such, I am prioritising spending time with family. As such, updates will be a bit slower for a while. Thanks for being understanding.
- But on a brighter note, I have finished part 1 and am starting to write part 2. Part 1 takes us to the end of what would have been Harry's 2nd year at Hogwarts. Part 2 will pick up in the summer before his 3rd year of magical education.
Chapter 34 – Kidnapping
All Icelandic unless English
Wednesday 7th April
Demezla and Eveline were missing. It was assumed that Tabitha's parents had kidnapped them. It was now more apparent than ever that they weren't thinking right. What had happened and been going on in the years they hadn't been to see Tabitha was unknown. Aurors came and questioned everyone, and someone from the ICW also came around. But the atmosphere in the hostel was tense. They weren't allowed out at all now except for medical appointments.
"Wish you were in Italy now?" Harry asked Isur.
"Nope, very glad I am here with you."
"You're crazy, you know that" Harry looked at his mentor/ older brother, who just laughed.
"Hey, Agnar" Harry looked up as the other boy and the few other werewolves were escorted back to the hostel. They had all spent the night running around a secure field under heavy wards.
"What's the news?" the tired boy asked.
"Not much the Aurors questioned us, and they still have no idea where they were taken or why."
"Nothing on why they turned up after all this time either?"
"No, that is the strangest thing. But the longer they are missing, the more worrying it is. Go lay down, Agnar. We can talk later. If anything happens, someone will wake you."
"Sure, you better" Agnar smiled as he headed off. Harry noticed the other werewolves were now moving and guessed they had been given similar assurances.
"You know Harry, for all your Hostel Head is crazy. You lot are close, and it shows."
"I don't speak to lots of people. But I am close to those I do, and I know everyone here would have my back if it came to it."
"Not what I meant. What I am saying is that everyone here supports you. Everyone is supporting you and Tabitha now. We would never have been allowed to camp on bedroom floors in Italy. We would have had to go to the bunk room. They would never have helped with your post or respected your fear of Vampires. We would be there for each other in support inside or outside. But it wouldn't extend that far."
"Hue" Harry frowned a little, tilting his head. "Guess I am glad I am here then."
"So am I" Isur smiled. "It's nice here."
The following two days marched on as an uneasy normal. Twice a day, they gathered for updates on their missing members. But outside of that, life moved on. They worked on his post and others' homework, studied and played games. Some didn't feel like it but were encouraged to join in anyway. They couldn't put their lives on hold.
Saturday morning, Harry and Mark were escorted to the OSS. There were a few hidden Aurors around and several others under the OSS. It was the largest group they had ever moved in, and it was all for safety. Once at the OSS, Harry sat himself in the wheelchair and went to find Jade. The young Vampires' move to Iceland had been delayed again due to Eveline and Demezla.
It was 11 am when a Nurse Harry didn't know fetched him to see Dr Vang. It was slightly later than usual, and Harry wondered if something had happened.
"Good morning, Harry. How is everyone holding up?"
"You know?" Harry frowned.
"Yes, the OSS was told two of their patients were missing. Then all the Doctors from your hostel were told so we could check on you all."
"Right," Harry blinked, amazed.
"How are you doing?"
"Worried, but there isn't a lot we can do. Many want to go and look, but we're not allowed. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't with my leg right now. But I feel helpless."
"I know" Dr Vang smiled softly. "But you aren't helpless, and remember, if something does happen, you have your wand. You are allowed to use it. Even if you didn't have your waver, you would be allowed in situations like kidnapping".
"Right," Harry nodded, only slightly reassured. That helped him but not his friends.
"There is nothing you could do looking, Harry. Your 12, you would only get in the way and put yourself at risk. It is hard, and you don't like it, but that is life. What is to say you all went looking and were all kidnapped as well? That might have been the plan to get Tabitha. You are all best staying safe. These things happen in life, and you can't control them sadly. But the Aurors will find out what happened and tell you, Harry. That will happen no matter the outcome, I promise".
"Guess. I hate it. I hate being young. I'm not a kid."
"No, you're a young man who has had to grow up too soon. You are allowed to be angry and hate it. You're allowed to hate us and what we do at times. There is nothing wrong with feeling like that."It felt strange Dr Vang acknowledging what he had been through and how it would make him feel. But Harry liked hearing the Doctor call him a young man. Compared to some adults he was young and could allow that. It was a lot better than kid, for sure.
"Shall we move on? The OSS is in the loop, Harry, and if anything happens while you are here, you will be told."
"Thanks", Harry nodded.
They moved through the rest of his physical quickly. Like on Tuesday his height and weight were skipped as there was no point taking them.
"We will take them tomorrow. I expect that cast to be off. You will go down and have it removed this afternoon. They will then take an X-ray to see if it has healed. If it has, they will leave the cast off; if not, it will be replaced again."
"I haven't walked on it at all".
"That's Good, and that will help. But some people heal slowly, Harry. Those underweight or low in weight like you are especially."
"Oh," Harry hadn't known that. "But I always healed quickly at the Dursleys".
"Your magic. It helped you. But now you are older and getting potions to help. Your magic doesn't need to do that now. You heal a little faster, but that will taper off and is a good thing. The less magic you have tied up healing you, the more you have to use it in class or protect yourself. You are still growing, and your magic will grow as you do as well."
"But then I heal slower".
"Nothing wrong with taking a rest and letting your body heal. Pain tells us to slow down and rest Harry. It is allowed. And by rest, I don't mean doing nothing. I mean sitting down and doing something you like. It could be art, reading, or playing games. Resting while injured is doing something you enjoy in a position that doesn't cause pain".
"At Hogwarts, we were always told to rest and sleep".
"Sleep is good, and naps during the day are good. But no one can sleep all day every day unless you are really ill. Sleep when you are tired; otherwise, do something you enjoy while sitting down. Having fun and laughing is just as good for you as sleep. I know that is hard right now though".
"No one feels like laughing".
"You won't, but I know your friends would want you to do so and not be sad about them."
"How do you know that?"
"Because that is all anyone wants. If this happened to you, what would you want for your friends? If something happened and you never saw them again."
"For them to be happy".
"That's what your friends want as well. Not sitting around the rest of their lives worrying."
"Guess" Harry nodded.
"All right, vaccine" Harry pulled a face and turned his head away. He ignored Alf when the Alpha moved over, holding his arm for when he jumped. Harry hated needles.
"Sorted" Dr Vang hid the needle quickly.
"Good" Harry sighed.
"Now go on. I shall see you tomorrow, hopefully without the cast and wheelchair." Harry smiled a little and wheeled out. Seeing Dr. Vang had been helpful, even if he didn't like coming every week.
In the afternoon, Harry was taken to have the cast removed and his leg x-rayed. To his annoyance, his leg wasn't healed, and he had to sit through the cast being put back on. Suffice to say that when he saw Dr. Vang again the next morning, they still couldn't do his height and weight. Not that Harry saw anything wrong with that. He thought they did it too frequently as it was.
"It's no trouble. We will do it next week. Everything else came back clear, so you are free to leave. Lilja will see you again on Tuesday."
"Right." Harry wheeled out. He was getting good at pushing himself around in a wheelchair and using crutches. It wasn't something he wanted to be used to. However, it would be helpful when they had to do his other leg. Harry wasn't looking forward to that at all.
Mark picked him up a little later and smiled at the new cast on his leg.
"Still broken!"
"Healing slowly", Harry muttered.
"No problem, up we go" Harry found himself once again on Mark's back. It was one good thing about being in a cast. Harry was coming to enjoy the piggybacks to and from the hostel. However, He wasn't enjoying any other smothering that would no doubt continue.
Harry learned there was still no news on Eveline and Demelza when they arrived. Everyone was getting more and more worried as time went on. Harry was even more horrified to learn they were only allowed out of the hostel for medical appointments. Everyone else was stuck inside. That had pretty much been the case before. But now it was even worse.
"Why?"
"They tried to snatch Hildur on her way back. Thankfully, the Aurors intervened. But you are moving in bigger groups now". Harry winced. Hildur was 17, but the Advanced Magare student wasn't one to be trifled with. She was one of the best in her year and could give several people the run-around. They were in trouble if it had been a near miss with Hildur.
As the days marched on to Tuesday, Harry was almost looking forward to his medical appointment to get out of the Hostel. The atmosphere was getting oppressive, and people were going stir-crazy. They had never been locked up like this before. A few Omegas had snapped and needed grounding, and some Betas, too. The Alphas were only coping due to having so many people to help. Harry could feel everyone watching him as the youngest, not needing any sort of assistance. It was as if they were waiting. Harry was determined they could keep waiting. He didn't need help.
On Tuesday morning, Mark, Darell Overton and Gunvald Pederson escorted Harry to the OSS. Both went to Kennecott and were easily the most dangerous students at the Hostel. Darell was a shapeshifter and friendly for the most part. Gunvald was something else altogether. He was a Fae but very antisocial, staying in his room most of the time. Since the twins had been kidnapped, he had come out to help. It proved Isurs point about them all pulling together.
As soon as he was sitting in his wheelchair at the OSS, the three left, and Harry sighed before taking himself off to see Dr. Lilja. She seemed a little concerned about his leg healing slowly, but she said that if it hadn't healed by this weekend, it would be investigated if everything went as planned. Harry was a little thankful for that. The appointment went as usual outside his leg, and Harry retreated to see Jade afterwards.
It was as they were heading home that everything went wrong. Harry was on Mark's back when the attack came, with Darell and Gunvald as guards. The spell knocking Mark to the ground came out of nowhere, and Harry winced as he hit the ground. Instantly, Darell and Gunvald were sending spells back.
"You, okay?" Mark asked.
"Yeah," Harry pushed himself up as they pulled their wands out. Harry was amazed at Darell and Gunvalds casting. They were using a range of spells, and Harry hated the slimy feeling of some of them. He had only felt it once before at school when two students had started fighting outside, and he knew they were using dark magic. Dark magic, as in magic designed to hurt and kill.
Harry noticed instantly that it wasn't just two people attacking them but a group. No wonder they had nearly got Hildur. Tabitha's parents had friends.
"Cast Harry" Mark pushed himself up and started fighting back as the Aurors joined in. Harry wasn't sure what he could do but sent back all the spells he knew. Thanks to the Troll, in his first year at Hogwarts, Harry knew to be creative with his magic. And he did manage to knock one out using the same trick of levitating a rock. But he was a sitting duck on the floor and the group attacking realised.
"Move" Darell tried to grab him, but Harry hadn't put any weight on his leg for weeks, and it quickly collapsed underneath him.
"We need to move", Gunvald called.
"He can't."
"Pick him up" came the call. Mark went to, only to be hit with a dark curse in the back. Harry hoped he was all right. The attacking group pressed harder, and Harry saw more Aurors dropping to the ground. Harry couldn't help but feel he was the problem since he couldn't run. They would have got away if he could. Gunvald and Darell were holding their own, but they had had to spread out slightly to cover more people. The next thing Harry knew was the sensation of someone grabbing him and being portkeyed away. Just his luck.
Harry couldn't help the wince that was pulled from him as they landed. As he looked around, Harry heard POPs everywhere and saw more people arriving.
"This isn't her", a lady with wild eyes looked at him. "It isn't the right gender!"
"He can tell us how to get in. We will get your daughter," a bulky, rough man said.
"Then ask, but he better. We need our daughter; she isn't safe," the wild lady said, grabbing an equally wild-looking man's hand. They must have been Tabitha's parents and clearly weren't sane. Harry wondered if any of these people were.
"Now you" bulky man walked forward. "How do we get into the Hostel?"
"You can't. It's on lockdown".
"You can, however. We saw you coming and going," the man grinned. His teeth were missing, and the ones he had were clearly in poor condition.
"I'm linked in".
"Now, I don't believe that." Harry wondered why he didn't when it was the truth. Only those under 18 could enter freely. Mary had linked everyone else's magical signatures into the wards since the attack on Hildur. Not even the Aurors could get in anymore.
"Believe what you will. You're not going to believe anything I say".
"Brat!" the wild woman screeched, and a few others moved to stop her. "I want my daughter." Harry was tempted to tell her Tabitha didn't want her, not in this state. But he didn't. It was cruel, and he wasn't about to tempt fate either.
"Oh, we will when you tell us when Tabitha Garnett will be out of the hostel or how to get in." A muscular man leaned down, and Harry pulled back from where he was lying on the floor.
"I have no idea who she is. There are nearly 50 people in the hostel, and I don't know everyone."
"You just keep lying. I can smell lies," the man growled, pulling out his wand. Harry didn't hesitate to raise his own and execute a stunning spell. Some would call it stupid, but he had to try. Bulky was too shocked to block and went down hard. But others came at him soon enough. Thanks to his leg, though, Harry found himself soon bound in ropes and his wand removed.
"Now let's try this again" Someone else stepped forward as they woke up bulky. It was going to be a long night.
What seemed like hours later, Harry winced as he was thrown into a room, and the door slammed shut.
"Harry?" came a voice as a gentle hand touched him. Harry could not help but flinch as he looked over.
"Eveline?" he whispered. The room was dark, but Harry was sure it was her despite the grime and mud covering every part of her.
"Yeah, come on back here," the girl said, helping him shuffle further into the large room. At the back, curled up on a ratty blanket, was Demelza, who woke with a start.
"Harry, what are you doing here?"
"Caught me going back to the hostel. They nearly got Hildur a few days ago."
"Your leg isn't healed yet".
"No, I couldn't run; I was a sitting duck when they attacked," the two nodded before sighing. "What about your portkeys?"
"Our bands haven't got them—not since we learned to apparate and passed our test just before the break, and there are wards all over the building."
"Want to try mine?" Harry asked.
"It can't hurt," the girls shrugged, grabbing onto him. Harry closed his eyes and focused on remembering the password he had been given so long ago.
"Mchokichi", Harry felt the hook take hold, and they started to spin before slamming into a solid wall and bouncing back into the room.
"They're going to be mad".
"We'll deal with it", Harry responded as the door opened. They would survive this; Harry knew it.
An alarm sounded in the OSS wing of the Greenland Hospital. People ran to the monitoring room to find the alarm's source. One of their charges was in trouble. They had tried to use their portkey, and it had failed.
"Where are they?"
"Somewhere near Reykjavik in Iceland"
"The hostel. This has to do with Tabitha Garnett's parents. Contact the hostel, find out who is missing, and alert the ICW. They are attacking our charges, and we won't tolerate it." the Head of the Student Wing responded, and everyone nodded. This had gone on too long and too far now. Instantly, people started moving. "Secure the building and check on everyone as well. No one else slips through the net."
"Yes, sir." More went running as others continued to try to pin down a location. They had let the Aurors handle this for too long. Now it was their turn, and you didn't mess with the OSS.
At the ICW in the Child Protective Services office, another alarm sounded. Someone underage had cast magic—not only magic but lots of defensive magic.
"Harry Potter, he has a permit, but the magic used".
"Find him!" the Head shouted. "No doubt this is due to the kidnappings. I won't lose Harry Potter."
"Should have brought him here", a junior worker muttered.
"And lock him in a gold cell? He is 12 and will be treated as such. Get moving and trace his wand. Contact the OSS and the hostel. I want all those missing found, you hear me?".
"Yes sir", the workers went running. Time for the kidnappers was running out. They had messed with the wrong wizard.
Thursday 15th April
Harry didn't know how long he had been in the cold room with Eveline and Demelza when they heard shouting outside. All Harry knew was the pain they were all feeling. None of the people holding them were pleased he had a portkey and tried to use it. They were even less amused when they realised they couldn't remove the portkey and he was under the OSS on watch. Harry, however, was amused at hearing Bulky be told off through the door. Eveline and Demelza had been one thing. But taking someone on watch would trigger an even larger response. They weren't amused. Harry was just shocked that they didn't recognise him.
"What's happening?" Eveline whispered.
"No idea", Harry muttered. He had no idea how long since he had been taken. But he guessed it had been a day or two. This was based on how much food they had received, though they could be wrong.
"Let's keep back. Maybe they took someone else" Demelza pulled them to the back of the room.
"I hope not. But at the same time, the more they do, the quicker we will be found," Harry responded.
"Agreed", the twins spoke together.
They sat, listening quietly as the shouting got worse and they heard spells being cast. It was beginning to sound less like a kidnapping and more like a rescue. Harry didn't want to get his hopes up. But he couldn't help doing so.
"Hello," came the call from outside the door. All three looked at each other in the dark and then back at the door. "If you're in there, can you respond? I'm Auror Vance from the ICW"
"Rescue", Eveline whispered, and Harry nodded. "We're in here", the girl called out. "All three of us"
"There in here", came the response that wasn't meant for them. "Keep back. There are some strong wards on this door."
"Right," Demelza called back. "We'll shield you, Harry." The two turned, trying to cover him. They didn't know what spells would be used, but he would struggle if they let out lots of magic. Harry didn't dare complain; this wasn't the time to do so.
The attack on the door started when they were in position and called out, ready. It seemed simple at first, but the spells attacking it soon strengthened. Harry felt the magic build as they did until a large blast hit the door. Harry felt the magic as he heard the door give way. He struggled not to succumb to the magic saturating the room as it did.
"Hey", a male voice soon appeared next to them. "How are you doing?"
"Harry's struggling", the girls pulled back.
"Right, we're going to get you all checked out and to the OSS. Let go, you two, and we can help".
"Right" Harry struggled to focus as the two left, and he lay on the floor. Someone took his wrist and then swore before calling something out.
"Hey Harry, just relax. We're getting you out here to the OSS for a bath. Stop fighting; we got you."
"No", he muttered and turned over, the cast heavy on his leg.
"You can't walk on that leg, and fighting the magic will be worse. Relax, and we'll get you on a stretcher."
"Fighter?" a new voice appeared.
"Oh yes"
"Good. He will need it when he is older and building resistance. Let's get him on and out of here."
"Right, we'll get you on the stretcher, Harry. Don't fight us."
Even if he had wanted to fight them physically, it was taking all his focus to stay conscious. Harry didn't have a choice but to let them roll him onto his back and strap him down. He winced as he was moved and hated it when he was levitated off the ground. Soon, though, he was out of the building and winced more at the bright lights as the sun hit them. It was only for a moment, though, and he knew no more as the portkey activated.
When Harry woke next, it was dark, and he blinked, reaching for his glasses. He quickly found them on the bedside table and pushed himself so he could sit up. If the long line of beds was any indication, he seemed to be on some ward. Two more beds were occupied to the left, and both girls were awake.
"Harry", they smiled, jumping out of their own beds.
"Hey," he whispered as a doctor he didn't know quickly appeared.
"Morning Mr Potter"
"What day is it?"
"5 am on Friday. You were kidnapped on Tuesday and rescued yesterday".
"Right," he muttered.
"Try and get some more sleep. If not, you can talk. Your own doctors will be around later to see you all."
"Purification Bath?"
"Yes, you had one yesterday. We also gave you some nutrient potions and healed all the cuts and bruises you had. Outside of your leg, you are fine, and that will be checked today," the doctor smiled, heading off.
"Can't sleep?" Harry looked at the two, who shook their heads.
"We are so going back to Therapy", Eveline groaned, and Harry smiled.
"Join the club"
"That's right, you're starting soon, right?".
"Yeah," Harry nodded. He wasn't looking forward to it. But guessed it was needed now. Therapy after kidnapping was routine, right?
"We'll deal with it together".
"What not hiding this time?" Demelza teased, nudging her sister.
"No, I learned my lesson and know better," the younger twin laughed. "I'm glad we're out of there, though."
"How do you think they found us?" Harry frowned.
"We can ask later," the two said, and Harry nodded. He really wanted to know how they had found them.
They were brought some breakfast at 6, and two doctors descended on them at 8. Throughout all this, they had sat talking before reading some books the nurses had given them. None of them had been able to sleep or really tried.
"Seems you are having an interesting holiday, Harry," Dr Vang smiled, Alf, standing behind him.
"Could call it that", Harry muttered, looking at the new doctor.
"This is my colleague and the twins, Doctor. Dr Indigo Rain is from America"
"What's happening now?" Eveline asked.
"We're going to take you to get checked over. If everything is fine, you can return to the Student wing and go home on Sunday."Dr Rain spoke to the twins.
"That goes for you as well, Harry", Dr Vang clearly added.
"Right," Harry nodded.
"Let's get moving then, you two" The twins quickly followed Dr Rain.
"In the chair, Harry" Alf pushed it over. Harry groaned but did move himself over without complaint. All he could hope for now was that his leg hadn't been damaged again.
Harry found himself in Dr Vang's office, having the most intense medical experience he had had in a while. They weren't just checking for general illnesses. They were looking to ensure all the cuts and bruises he had received had healed. Dr Vang was also looking for signs of concussion, and there were no remaining spells on him.
"We'll take some extra blood to run more tests. This afternoon, we'll get that leg scanned."
"What are the chances it's healed?"Harry whispered.
"I can't say, Harry. I don't know myself. Did you have to stand on it? Did someone hit it?"
"Yes, to both"
"Then probably not good" Harry sighed but nodded. He had thought as much, really. "Outside of that, we'll put you back on the nutrient potions until we weigh you. And we'll delay breaking your wand arm until you return to school. I'll speak to Dr White about what he wants to do. It might be that we must wait until the summer. I don't like leaving it that long, though."
"Right," Harry knew he couldn't argue with that.
"Off you go. I'll speak to you on Sunday when we have all the results back. We are linking the nurses into your band for the night with your nightmares in mind." Harry just nodded. He had expected something like that. After all, he already had people watching at the hostel. It made sense that they would also be here, especially after what had happened. Harry was waiting for the other shoe to drop, though. Something was going to happen, and he wouldn't like it. Harry just knew it.
Sunday 18th April
Harry spent Saturday with the twins in the lounge. Hildur came to check on them, and Jade joined them as well. Harry knew Philipa was at the OSS that weekend, even if they didn't see her. She was here for her heat, so it was no surprise. Harry didn't know much about them; it was again something he would learn when he was older, and it was closer to the age of them starting around 16. Harry just put heats out of his mind. He didn't want to think about anything to do with girlfriends, boyfriends, bonded or children at his age. Thank you very much.
One thing Harry was worried about was his meeting with Dr Vang. When he saw the twins again Friday evening, both had watch bands with spidery black monitoring lines running through them. Neither seemed surprised and told him they were back on weekly checks. They didn't seem that bothered. But Harry couldn't help but be concerned. After all, he hadn't been missing as long, but would they put his checks up again after this? It wasn't his fault, and he didn't want it. Twice a week was already two too many. He wasn't putting up with anymore when he had already agreed to therapy. No doubt they would talk about the kidnapping then. One thing he hadn't been surprised to learn was that his leg was still broken. It showed signs of healing but was slow, and the last week hadn't helped.
Harry was nervous when he arrived at his meeting with Dr Vang on Sunday morning. His nerves went up a notch again when he saw Erlendur there.
"What's going on?" he pushed himself up to the chair the hostel head was sitting on.
"Erlendur was telling me about the hostel and how everyone is doing. The ICW has sent him some extra help due to everything going on," Dr Vang replied. Harry didn't believe for a second that was all they had been talking about.
"I'll introduce you to Hank and Raven when we return."
"Right".
"Moving on then", Dr Vang pulled some papers out. "Your blood work mostly came back clear. You are slightly anaemic and have some low vitamin levels. Those will be corrected with the potions we are giving you. Your leg, as you know, is still broken, and we'll check again next week."
"Okay", he replied, not sure what else to say.
"I have also decided, and Lilja agreed, that you would be best coming here on a Thursday for at least a month."
"No", Harry glared at them.
"No?"
"Twice a week is enough. I won't do it," Harry said, crossing his arms.
"Harry, as much as I am pleased you are acting your age for a change, this isn't the time." Erlendur almost seemed to sigh, and Harry glared at him as well. The comment didn't amuse him.
"I am not a kid. Just because I was kidnapped doesn't mean I can't look after myself. Keep the band alert, but I am not coming three times a week."
"We are not discussing this, Harry", Dr Vang responded. "This is a medical decision, and you are still too young to make those sorts of decisions. This was decided before Erlendur arrived. But yes, he was informed before you came in." Harry narrowed his eyes at the Doctor, having caught him out in his lie earlier. "It is for this reason we are waiting to decide what to do about your eyes and scars until you are at least 16."
"So, I can decide what school to go to and where to live but nothing else. This is ridiculous."
"You decided on your school with advice," Erlendur spoke this time. "As for housing, you would need to live with an adult. The ICW does not emancipate anyone under 15, preferably 16. You would also need to make a contract with an adult advisor for a few years as well. However, if you can find a suitable adult who can pass checks to move in with, that would be your choice. But we would have the final choice on whether they are suitable. Your opinion is taken but not guaranteed."
"Just as when you reach the age of 16, it is your choice to decide what to do about your eyes and scars. You can also ask to delay us sorting out your bones if you have a good reason. You can ask, but we might not do so." Dr Vang added.
"Then no checks."
"Outvoted. You are coming here three times a week".
"No"
"This isn't up for discussion, Harry. You will be hunted down and brought here if you don't arrive. After the last month, we are concerned. If you were at Euro-Glyth and this had happened, we would have temporarily pulled you out of school. As it is with your therapy, we are happy for you to go. But you are on extra checks, and I suggest you have someone help you ground when you go home today".
"I'll make sure of it" Erlendur nodded.
"I'm fine," Harry growled, getting even more annoyed when Dr. Vang and even Alf raised eyebrows.
"You're a young man who has had a rough month and not grounded. No, you are not fine. Most would have done so after just the Vampire incident at the school. Ground and extra checks."
"No." Harry cut them off and quickly left. He wasn't dealing with that.
Harry forced himself to take deep breaths when he returned to his room. Part of him couldn't believe he had just spoken to adults like that. The rest of him was just annoyed that they were treating him more and more like a young child, and he hated it.
