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It had been almost a month since Harry Potter had saved the wizarding world. He had managed to defeat the Darkest Wizard alive but was in trouble. In the past month Harry had not made a move, he could not talk. He appeared asleep, but this was all to change soon.

He had been getting visits from his friends, for he was lying in the hospital wing. Sirius and Remus had appeared regularly, filling Harry in on what had happened. Ron and Hermione were talking to Harry on this warm summer’s day.

“Lessons were funny, but they aren’t the same without you, mate.” Ron said looking at him.
“Yeah, I’m sure that you’ll be up soon to join Ron, though.” Hermione said slipping her hand onto Rons.
“Just don’t take too long,” Ron chuckled.

Something was shining over head. It wasn’t the sun, but it was just as bright. He could hear the sound of some people in the background, but he didn’t know who. They were laughing, they seemed familiar. As soon as he tried to open his eyes he felt something. His head was light, with a strange cooling on his forehead.

Harry automatically moved his arm to the side, reaching for his glasses. He found them further back then they would normally be, and placed them on his face. He opened his eyes, and then closed them feeling the strain on them. After waiting a couple of seconds, he slowly opened his eyes and took in all the room. He saw Ron and Hermione, talking about something which had happened in the grounds. Smiling, he let out a small cough to catch their attention.

“Harry!” Hermione said, looking at his open eyes. “You’re okay!”
“Hey mate, how are ya doing?” Ron said looking at Harry with a grin.

“Yeah, thanks. I’m doing well, just a bit sore.” Harry croaked. He hadn’t talked in a while and could feel it going at his throat. “What time is it?”

“Erm, I think it’s around 4. Lunch is in a bit.” Ron said, “You wanna go to the hall?”

“Wait Ron, we were supposed to tell Orios when Harry woke up. I’ll go get him now.” Hermione said disappearing from view.

“Okay then,” Ron said watching her go. “You want a drink?” He asked pouring himself some water.

“Yeah, sure,” Harry said taking hold of a glass of water. Ron poured it for him and Harry felt the weight go on his arms. His right arm almost dropped, but he threw his left in to the way to stop the fall. A bit had split onto his arm and he felt the cold water spread.

“You okay,” Ron said helping Harry raise his hand. He looked behind him and saw someone walk towards them. He had dark hair and a smile on his face.

“Harry!” Sirius said throwing his arms around Harry. “It’s great to see you’re up, everything ok?”

“Yeah,” Harry said catching his godfather. He winced as his upper torso was up, and tried to lean back on to the cushions.

“Good, look. We’ll let you rest, but we expect you to come to the hall in a bit. Are you okay with that?” Sirius said staring at Harry’s forehead.

“Yeah, sure. Am I okay to just get up, or do I have to wait for something?” Harry said yawning. One month of sleeping and he still was tired.

“Yes, as soon as you feel ready to go you can get up. If you want to you can ask the nurse to check you out, but you don’t have to.” He said. “If you don’t come I’ll be back to check on you.”

“Okay, I’ll go in a bit. I just need to get some clothes; I can’t go in wearing this.” He pointed to his gown.

“Okay, I’ll go get some for you,” Ron said getting ready. “I’ll put them here when I bring them,” Ron said pointing to the side. “Cya Harry.”


The EndOkay, maybe not. Not long to go though.