Harry Potter - The awakening.

Comfort

When Ginny woke up, she found that the group were all sat around her, looking at her expectantly. Ginny blushed bright red and carefully sat up, not wanting to disturb Harry.

"He woke up and started crying." Ginny explained as she got out of the bed. "He talked to me first, and then he started to cry, so I held him to comfort him."

"He spoke?" Lily asked hopefully. "What did he say?"

"He said he thought that he would never see me again." Ginny replied, looking at Harry. She wondered how anyone could be so horrible to anything, never mind a human.

With that they started to talk to each other, not about anything serious, just little things that would occupy their minds while they waited for Harry to wake up. Eventually house elves brought them lunch and they all helped themselves to a small buffet, before sitting down and eating their lunch by Harry's bed.

It was while they were sat eating, that Harry started to wake up. He groaned and moved his head slightly, probably trying to block out the light. Then Harry's eyes opened and he muttered "glasses". Once he had his glasses on, Harry looked around.

"Mum, Dad," he whispered, tears coming to his eyes. "They want to kill you. They want to kill everyone in this room to get to me." Tears started to fall from Harry's eyes and sobs started to escape from his lips. "It hurt." Harry sobbed.

Lily picked up her sobbing son and placed him on her knee, she then hugged him tightly while Harry sobbed. After a few minutes the sobbing died down into a sniffle.

"Do you need anything?" Lily asked soothingly.

Harry flushed bright red and he muttered "The toilet" into Lily's neck.

"Ah, would you like the bed pan or the toilet?" James asked with a straight face.

Harry looked at his Dad with wide eyes and his mouth open in shock. His face then flushed bright red and he started spluttering, not sure what to say.

James laughed. "It's alright, I'll help you. Maybe you can have a bath too and freshen up?"

 "No chance." Madam Pomfrey said from behind them. "Spells can help Harry with his needs. He needs to stay in bed and rest for now. Maybe in a week or so he can get up and have a bath, but not now."

Harry sighed and rested his head back on his Mum's shoulder. He looked at the group around him, all of the Weasleys, Hermione, Sirius, Remus, his parents and Madam Pomfrey. Suddenly the group of fifteen seemed intimidating, as though they would take him once again. His breathing quickened as he started to panic. His head came off his mother's shoulder and he tried to escape. He managed to free himself from his mother's arms, but ended up on the floor because of the lack of muscle. Tears streamed down Harry's face as he sat on the floor.

"Harry!" Madam Pomfrey called, as she rushed to her patient. She sat on the floor next to him and looked into his watery green eyes. "What's wrong? Harry you need to speak to me so I can help."

"Too many." Harry started to mutter over and over as he started to rock.

Madam Pomfrey seemed to understand this as she turned to the frozen family. "Right, out. He's overwhelmed by everyone. Miss Weasley can stay, but everyone else needs to go."

"But we're his parents!" Lily and James protested quietly.

"Yes, parents he hasn't had for almost seventeen years. Lily, James, I'm really sorry. You'll be able to see him once he has calmed down."

Begrudgingly they left the room, casting worried looks at Harry. Once they left Ginny sat in front of Harry and put her hands on his shoulders. "Harry, it's just me and Madam Pomfrey." Ginny spoke in a soothing voice.

Harry tilted his head up to look Ginny in the eyes. "I'm scared," he whispered in a broken voice.

"Why, sweetie? No one here will hurt you."

Harry gulped and his stomach twisted in fright. "They always... always came in a group... and..." Harry trailed off, his eyes taking a misty look.

"No!" Ginny shouted, seeing the look in Harry's eyes and knowing he was closing in on himself. "Harry! Let's talk about quidditch!" but it was no use, Harry was in his own world, now.

Madam Pomfrey came rushing over as she heard the shouts. She held Harry's chin and looked into his eyes. "He has used occlumency to lock himself in his own world he created to get away from the horrors of this world. We can only wait for him to come out.

Ginny sighed tiredly. After what Harry had been through, that could take years.