Chapter 5 - Infirmary
Harry looked hesitant to join Granger and Weasley in the flue.
“Come on Harry, we need to go in the flue to get to Madame Pomfrey,” I said pushing his back.
“Malfoy, you take Ron, I’ll help Harry,” Granger said stepping out of the flue, “Muggles don’t travel this way which is why he is nervous,”
“Oh right,” I said taking Weasley and sitting him on my hip.
It took a lot of convincing to get Harry to let Granger pick him up and walk into the flue, when they where in I grabbed some flue powder.
“Ron, Harry I need you to both cover your eyes and hold your breath until I say stop okay?” I heard Granger’s voice next to me, with that she nodded at me, grabbing onto my shoulder.
I threw the flue powder down and said very clearly, “Hogwarts infirmary,” and seconds later we were standing in the infirmary flue.
“Ron, Harry you can open your eyes and breath again,” Both boys seemed to be looking around, Harry looked more curious and anxious than Ron.
“Madame Pomfrey?” Granger and I called out at the same time, stepping into the infirmary. For a moment there was nothing, but then Madame Pomfrey emerged from her office.
“Yes hello, what can I do for you too,” she said clearly oblivious of the two toddlers.
“Well, there was an accident in our detention and well....” I gestured down to the toddlers, Harry moving around in Grangers arms to get down, to which she let him. I also put Weasley down as he was a bit to heavy to be held for much longer.
“Oh my, well yes, okay, bring them over to the beds,” She pointed to one close to her office. Weasley had run off, leaving Granger to run after him and Harry to cling to my side. I held his hand as we walked over to the bed, Granger doing the same now that Weasley was caught.
“Right well, my name is Madame Pomfrey, but you can both call me Poppy, can you boys tell me your names?” She said as she lowered the bed height slightly.
“I’m Ron” Weasley said with a smile. And when Harry didn’t answer Weasley spoke for him “And this is my new friend Harry,” hearing the word ‘friend’ made Harry smile.
“Nice to meet you Harry and Ron,” Madame Pomfrey said with a smile.
Moments later the doors opened causing Granger, Madame Pomfrey and I to all poke our heads around the closed curtain. Professor McGonagall and Snape both walked in at a quick pace to where we were all standing.
Just as I looked back at the bed Weasley was trying to slide off the bed. “Weasley, you have to stay on the bed,” I said diving to catch him before he fell off.
“But I want DOWN!!!” he yelled
“No you have to stay on the bed with Harry,” I said pointing at the boy.
“No down!!” Weasley cried again. This went back and forth with Grangers help, until Professor McGonagall stepped in, gluing is bottom to the bed.
“I do apologise Mr Weasley but we don’t want you falling of the bed and getting hurt, and it’s not safe to run around in a hospital,” Professor McGonagall said to a pouting Weasley.
“But I want to get down! I’ll be good, I’ll share with Ginny, Fred , George and Percy,” Ron said wriggling around throwing a tantrum,.
“You stay put Mr Weasley and behave yourself, I don’t want to be calling your parents,” Professor McGonagall scolded.
“NO!! MUMA,” The mention of his mum only seemed to make it worse. Mean while Harry was still sitting where I placed him, quite and drifting off to sleep.
“Poppy, have you noticed the size difference between Ron and Harry?” Professor McGonagall questioned.
“Well yes, but they are both growing and Harry has always been skinny,” Madame Pomfrey mentioned.
“I do agree with Minerva, the size difference is severely different. If my memory serves me correctly he was a chubby old baby back in Godric’s Hollow, maybe a quick health check is necessary,” Snape inputted. Since when did he care so much?
Madame Pomfrey reluctantly agreed, waking poor Harry from his sleep.
“Harry dear, I need to check that you are a big growing boy, is that okay?” Madame Pomfrey asked Harry while moving her wand up and down scanning him.
“No, No No no nO,” he said moving back from Madame Pomfrey. This was the first time he had made any sort of fuss.
“It won’t hurt you Harry, magic has a very kind nature to it,” Madame Pomfrey said waving her wand, to which Harry looked curious.
“No my Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon said magic is Bad, BAd, BAD,” Harry yelled, “They will get very mad, and I will be in trouble, ‘cause a you, get away,”
“Okay, I’m sorry, I am not trying to get you in trouble. No one here will tell your Aunt or Uncle I just want to make sure your okay so you can grow up to be a big strong boy,” Madame Pomfrey said pocketing her wand.
“Like Dudley?” Harry looked at her with such light in his eyes.
“Yes, exactly like Dudley,”
“Right, well.... What if I check Ron first? He can show you it’s not scary and it doesn’t hurt,” Madame Pomfrey said turning to Weasley.
“Ron, can I do a check up on you to make sure your growing up big and you can show Harry it’s not that scary?”
“Yes! I do that for Ginny all time,” Weasley said proudly. It was over quickly with no pain.
“Good job Ron, you were a very brave boy. What do you think Harry, can we give it a go?” Madame Pomfrey said looking at Harry. He nodded.
“Can you use your words for me Harry?” she asked.
“Yes,”
“Thank you,” It was done quickly with Ron holding Harry’s hand. “Okay thank you Harry, Minerva and Severus, can you come with me please?”
Harry and I never talked much about our childhoods, both knowing it was a touchy subject. But now looking at his skinny five year old self I wish I had asked. I wondered if it was still going on, and if it was, had he gone to Weasley’s or Granger’s house.
Before I could get to deep in my thoughts the professor’s and Madame Pomfrey came back in.
“Right,” Madame Pomfrey said rubbing her hands together, “Who is hungry?”
“Me!” Weasley said jumping up and down on the bed, the sticky spell now lifted. While Harry just sat there with no response.
“Miss Granger, Mr Malfoy would you both follow me out so we can speak with you about what’s happened today?” Professor McGonagall said, but giving us no time to answer as she started walking away.
“Right, Professor Snape is to work out a potion to turn Ron and Harry back to normal, Snape will shelter and look after Harry, while Ron goes back to his mother,”
“Snape! Why would you let Snape care for Harry, he hates him,” Granger yelled.
“I do not hate Mr Potter, Miss Granger,” Snape said coldly.
“Oh you do too, Professor Harry should be with his Godfathers or Mrs Weasley. Snape will not treat Harry the way he needs, you must reconsider,” Granger pleaded.
“Shut it Mrs Granger, Professor Snape is the only one equipped in this school to get Mr Potter and Mr Weasley back to their 15 year old selves. He is more than capable of caring for Mr Potter,”
“You too will not utter a word about what happened today, should word get out to any death eaters then they will surely send their kids to get Harry while he is vulnerable,”
“Yes professor,” Granger and I answered at the same time.
“Ah Professor’s? What were Harry’s test results? There was something wrong with them, you didn’t go and talk about Weasley,” I mentioned worried.
“No you are correct Mr Malfoy but unfortunately these results are confidential, and you must talk to Mr Potter about them,” Snape replied before turning to professor McGonagall.
“I will be back in 30 minutes to collect Harry,” and with that Snape apperated out of the room.