A/N: Sorry this chapter is only like 941 words

Disclaimer: I am only writing for myself, I am not being paid. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling, so I don't own Harry Potter

Back in the office of Madam Pomfrey, Albus and Poppy were sitting at the edge of the door. They could hear some of what Harry and Severus were saying. They could hear every now and then someone raise their voice.

"Why did you want to leave Severus of all people with Harry?" Pomfrey questioned.

"It was just a feeling." Albus replied. "Severus knows what Harry is going through better than any of us. And Harry is cross with me now."

Poppy wanted to point out the fact that Harry has a very valid reason for being cross, but She decided it was none of her business to interfere with Harry's and Dumbledore's relationship.

"I can't believe that Harry never told anyone about the blood quill." She said changing the topic. "He is a Gryffindor, that's for sure."

"I don't think Harry hide this from us in a act of trying to be brave. I think it was more a battle between him and Dolores." He chimed.

Poppy rolled her eyes. "I think he was scared of something."

"Maybe"

"Do you think it is time to let his friends see him? Of course, when Severus leaves." Poppy looked up. "They might help his mood."

"I think Poppy, we should ask him before we do that. He went through a big ordeal. And I still have some questions for him."

Poppy scoffed. "Leave the questions for another time. I need him to stay calm. I don't want him to have a panic attack!"

"I suppose you are right I will have to withhold myself." He gave a sad chuckle. Poppy rolled her eyes.

Dumbledore was about to say something else when they heard Severus yelling.

"Albus! Poppy!" They heard, "Quickly!"

Poppy wasted no time grabbing her wand and rushing out the door.

Snape had just cast a cleaning spell when Pomfrey got there.

"He started coughing blood, now he is not breathing. His pulse is fading slightly." He spoke quickly.

Pomfrey knew the muggle way would be faster. She laid the pale white Harry Potter down on his back, head turned to the side. She found her rhythm and started doing chest compressions. For one agonizing minute everything and everyone was silent, except for Madam Pomfrey's harsh breath as she pushed on Harry's chest.

There was a gurgling noise and then Harry constricted and turned and coughed a huge amount of thick blood up. His eyes fluttered as he took raspy breaths. Everyone gave a sigh of relief, even Snape, though he wouldn't admit it.

"Alright now Harry?" Pomfrey sighed.

Harry took a few seconds before answering, "As right as I'll ever be."

"Well, can anyone explain what just happened?" Poppy raised her eyebrow at Snape.

"Mr. Potter here had a coughing fit and it looks like he was choking on his own blood." Snape's voice was not full of it's usually loathing. "But maybe Potter can give us a better run down?"

Everyone looked at Harry. He felt very uncomfortable with everyone's eyes seemingly staring into his soul. The air was scented heavily with his blood.

"I… it was exactly as Professor Snape described it." He answered lamely. But it was so much more than that. The feeling of warm sticky liquid choking him. Unable to pull a breath in. The light fading from within. They didn't know what if felt like to almost welcome the darkness. They didn't know.

"I'm fine now." Harry turned away. "I wish none of this ever happened. If I had just learned to close my mind nothing would have gone wrong." He whispered.

Snape heard him and felt very uncomfortable suddenly. He was even feeling guilty. He gulped nervously and backed up slightly.

Harry just kept looking down. It hadn't really hit him until then how damaged he is. He would have to learn to live with one eye. What would his friends say about him. Assuming he still had friends. They probably wouldn't want to be friends with a insane blind guy. Someone who may not seem like it but is still losing his mind. Someone who went through abuse, someone who is too afraid of a teacher to stand up to her.

"Poppy, can you help with this problem? The blood coughing?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

"I am afraid not." She sighed. "It is just the body's way of responding to the curse. "Though speaking of medicine, I have some eye drops for you Harry, I will be right back." She hurried back to her office.

"Harry, we were wondering if you would like you friends to visit you?" Dumbledore looked to him.

Did he want to see his friends? What would they think of him? The visit wouldn't have to be long… He should probably let them come to be nice.

"That would be great." He tried his best to put a smile on his face, but it came across as a wince.

Dumbledore turned to go inform his friends, but Snape went and hurried over by him as they walked.

"Sir, I many things to talk to you about."

"Go ahead Severus." Albus tilted his head to listen to the quiet voice.

"It is about Potter, Umbridge, she, she would whip him, and I believe the Dursley would abuse him."

"This is serious then. We should act." His pace quickened. "Is Umbridge in a place where I may interrogate her?"

"Yes, I made sure of that."

And with that they headed to the dungeons after informing that Harry is up for visiting hours.

A/N: Thanks for reading!

I was wondering if I should have Harry get into a romantic relationship with someone (of course if it happens, it will be way farther down the line), if I should, any ideas of who?