Chapter 10
Dumbledore felt like an old fool as sat in the waiting room of the muggle hospital wearing a suit instead of his usual robes. It was great for blending in even if it was uncomfortable. The head nurse had given him a verbal tongue lashing berating him for never visiting after he'd lied and told them he was Harry's grandfather. In some way he was like Harry's grandfather; he'd always been close with James and Lily but ever since the night he dropped their son off with his aunt and uncle. Dumbledore had stayed away; he'd believed it was better that way. Harry didn't need someone like him in his life, especially after he'd got James and Lily killed by dragging them into that stupid war. As he sat there mind racing, one of the hospital's nurses came up and led him though the halls. finally arriving at the room Dumbledore stepped inside. That feeling of being a fool surged inside of Dumbledore as he looked at the still form of young Harry Laying In the bed. tubes and wires from the muggle devices connecting to his thin body. but one device instantly caught his attention because it seemed out of place among the rest. Harry's eyes were covered by what appeared a bulky sleeping mask “may I ask what that is” following Dumbledore gaze to the strange mask the nurse let out a sigh “I probably shouldn't tell you this but we don't know and before you ask we have already tried to remove it but it's stuck on tight and the doctor don't want to risk trying to remove well he asleep.”