Recovery

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Sirius waited, along with the rest of everybody and a few more EMT's for Harry to get to his feet. Christopher, was quicky took by ambulance to children's hospital. Harry got arms locked around arm and a tearful kiss. "I'll be okay. Come on, we-" Harry started to say. "Your going to see a doctor, yourself. I'll drag you if I must." Sirius said. "You can't be serious, right now!" Harry spat out. "Draco will go to children, with Zachary and his father. Narcissa is going to make the children back home. You and I? Are going to the hospital and getting yourself cleared. You woke up out of it, and need I remind you, a car caused a building to come down on you!" Sirius said. "Unbelievable!" Harry fussed out.

Harry did have a concussion, but Sirius agreed with everything else being cleared, Harry could sign himself out and they could head over to children's hospital. Christopher, was in surgery. He had to have the presser release form his brain, and nobody could be sure the damage that would be caused by it. Christopher's body was already weakened and adding more turma, made Christopher faith, unclear. Christine leg got reset, and a bright pink cast and laid asleep in the hospital bed. Thompson, their father, sat in one of the chairs inside that hospital room, flipping though out the channels. Nothing was found that would entertain the middle aged man, but he ended up stopping at a show he hadn't seen since childhood went the bright yellow rat like character caught he attended of the one year old boy in the playpen. Johnathan fussed and pointed at the television until Thompson turned the Chanel back to it. Johnny then giggled and stood watching the television form the playpen, ignoring the post test to play by the other babies.

Harry and Sirius joined the party, who all crammed inside the hospital room. "You haven't yet seen a doctor." Sirius said. "My fines are out the ass. I can't afford it. I'm good." Thompson spoke, picking back up the same magazine he thumbed through at least three times before. "Go see a doctor. I'll cover it." Sirius said. "I'm fine." He said, but got a rude pull to his feet. "I didn't ask, go." Sirius said, and with a huff Thompson walked outside the small girls hospital room and was escorted across the street by Lucius, to see a doctor meant for adults.

Harry turned to face Draco, who had a sleeping teenager close by him. Zachary was Asleep, with his head resting on Draco's lap who had a hand resting on his shoulder. With the news, that Christopher's faith was unclear, it was stressing the high risk pregnancy teenager out. So, With the aid of a pregnancy safe sleeping pill, Zachary laid asleep with somebody who made him feel safer, Draco, because Harry was still unavailable when he first had to lay down. Draco gave him a soft smile, and Harry lend down, giving him a kiss. "I'll be alright." Harry said softly. "But we don't know about Christopher. You and Sirius need to speak to the PO. I'm not sure what about." Draco said. "I have an idea. Try, and get some rest. I'll see what I can't find out about Christopher." Harry said, before he got back to his feet.

Harry found the PO Talking to Thompson. Harry was handed a paper. "This is?" Harry asked. "the judge agreed for a temporary placement of Thompson in Navy's care." He replied. "Very well, thank you. What do I need to do?" Harry asked. "Mr. Black will be called in a couple days. I don't agree with this, but it's out of my control." He replied. "We will handle it, thank you." Harry said.

It took a couple days for things to settle down. Christopher was out of the major woods, but would be in the hospital for a couple weeks. Christopher seemed to be doing better, but only time would tell.

It was Tuesday evening, about seven. The bar was slowing down and James stood at the bar. Something he really didn't talk to much about, was the woman he often talked too. A woman named Victoria, who seemed to fancy him. James wasn't sure how to feel, because of everything that happened, how he lived for so long and the woman he left behind. Of course, Lily was dead, but she was still very important to the man. The mother of both his sons, and he didn't want to replace her.
She eased to sit on one of the stools, and he went to grab her normal shot, only to shake her head. "I can't. I was hoping to talk you into covering me tonight? I'll cover you Friday." Victoria said. "You wouldn't have to do that, but I thought your availability was up?" James said, walking back over. "My kid is sick and my sitter, who is already overcharging my ass, will triplet it, if I ask her to keep him." She frowned. "Why don't I call my son? A mask would be needed for him, but somebody there I'm sure wouldn't mind to watch him. His school age, isn't he?" James asked. "I don't want you to bother your kid, because mine got sick." She said. "You shouldn't be over paying either. Let me make a call." James said. "I-" She started, but James was already walking away.

Jasper picked up the ringing house phone, with Jonathan up on his hip. "jasper Potter, How can I help you?" Jasper said. "Hi, son. I need a favor." James said. "What's up?" Jasper asked. "I need you to babysit a kid for me." James said. "Um ... okay. Seems like a random thing." jasper said. "Just please?" James said. "Alright. Alright. Let me get Jonny ready. Thomas covered a shift tonight, so Yeah." Jasper said. "Alright. Thank you!" James said, before hanging up the phone.