Medusa's Heir Book I: The Sorcerer's Stone

Chapter 11: Showing the Mysterious Tower

Y/n's condition didn't recover like everyone expected it got worse.

Y/n had to be transferred to a muggle hospital where she would flatline multiple times.

Her uncle Hisashi had to stay with Y/n, during her hospital stay. Y/n remained in the hospital all November but Christmas was coming and by some miracle, Y/n healed completely and was able to go back to her normal life.

Her uncle reluctantly sent her back to Hogwarts and left Madam Pomfrey with a list of symptoms to look out for. During her stay in the hospital, Y/n was able to do all her work as well as extra homework, well when she could do anything.

One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.

The few owls that managed to battle their way through the stormy sky to deliver mail had to be nursed back to health by Hagrid before they could fly off again.

No one could wait for the holidays to start. While the Gryffindor common room and the Great Hall had roaring fires, the drafty corridors had become icy and a bitter wind rattled the windows in the classrooms.

Worst of all was Professor Snape's classes down in the dungeons, where their breath rose in a mist before them and they kept as close as possible to their hot cauldrons.

Ever since Y/n fell ill all the teachers became protective over her, even Snape to everyone's surprise. If she ever sneezed or coughed lightly the teachers would send her to Madam Pomfrey's and Y/n was told to wear a thick cloak to protect her from the cold.

"I do feel sorry," said Draco Malfoy, one potion class, "for all these people who have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because they're not wanted at home."

He was looking at Harry as he spoke. Crabbe and Goyle chuckled. Harry, who was measuring out the powdered spine of lionfish, ignored them.

Malfoy had been more unpleasant than usual since the Quidditch match. Disgusted that the Slytherins lost, he'd had tried to make everyone laugh at how a wide-mouthed tree frog would be replacing Harry as Seeker next.

Then he'd realized nobody found this funny, because they were all so impressed at the way Harry managed to stay on his bucking broomstick. So Malfoy, jealous and angry, had gone back to taunting Harry about not having a proper family.

It was true that Harry wasn't going back to Privet Drive for Christmas; Y/n was also staying at Hogwarts, her aunt and uncle wanted to go to Albania, also she had to get caught up with all of her classmates.

Professor McGonagall had come around the week before, making a list of students who would be staying for the holidays, and the duo signed up at once. They didn't feel sorry for themselves at all; this would probably be the best Christmas they'd ever had. Ron and his brothers were staying, too, because Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were going to Romania to visit Charlie.

Y/n's aunt and uncle were going to Albania for Christmas, her aunt had insisted on going for Christmas until her uncle caved into his wife's desire.

When they left the dungeons at the end of Potions, they found a large fir tree blocking the corridor ahead. Two enormous feet sticking out at the bottom and a loud puffing sound told them that Hagrid was behind it.

"Hi, Hagrid, want any help?" Ron asked, sticking his head through the branches.

"Nah, I'm all right, thanks, Ron."