Freaks: Year Two

Field Trip With Professors Jasper!

Descriptions of anxiety attack.

"Harry Warbeck!"

Harry jumped two whole feet from where he was getting a book on different types of plants, and their properties for Jasper and his still running class with the house elves. Jasper was back to attending his classes (with a whole lot of questions and a load of homework), but he still spent his evenings teaching the young house elves and playing with them. Harry, Maryrose and Jordan would join some nights as well and Jasper had come to an agreement with Professor Virindi that they could bring the house elves on a field trip to the greenhouses tonight.

Harry quickly turned to see Alabaster Jackson looking furious.

Harry backed away into the bookshelf, banging his heel on the wood. He suppressed a wince. "Hi..."

"You are the worst!" Alabaster exclaimed.

Harry was staring at him with wide eyes. "Sorry...?"

"You said last week you would meet me in the library at six and you did not! You lied to me!" Alabaster said, and Harry had completely forgotten about what he had said to him because in all honesty, he just wanted to get him to stop bothering him. The boy seemed quite persistent though. "I have barely been able to sleep all week because of you. I can not do my classes because of you. I can not talk to my friends because of you, and I can not even do ANYTHING BECAUSE OF YOU!"

A row of books crashed to the floor and Madam Pince loudly shushed them.

Harry slowly crouched down to pick up the books. This first year really needed to get in control of his magic and his emotions. "Look, I'm sorry. I have been busy, but what do your friends and sleeping and classes have to do with me?"

"I have been stressed out beyond belief because I thought my problems would be solved," Alabaster said. "And I was wrong because why would my problems be solved just because of one person? That makes no sense, but I have been so stressed out because I have this feeling of impending doom that if I do not get tutored, my mother and father will disown me for being the son who is the disappointment to the family. I already am and I can barely think or do anything else because of it. Hogwarts scares me. There is something wrong with me. I thought it would be solved once I was tutored, but we have not started and I have barely left my dorm because of it except for classes and to find you and I have so much on my plate with my little brother and my cousins confusing me and I sort of feel...lost. There is something...missing...oh gosh...missing..."

Harry wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, but Alabaster's voice had trailed off and now he was looking semi-down, looking far off and Harry couldn't help but feel concerned.

Harry waved a hand in front of his face. "You alright mate?"

Alabaster seemed to snap out of it and he directed his attention back to the second year Hufflepuff. "Yes. Fine."

Harry knew he was lying, but he said, "Look, I am sorry that I didn't show up for the tutoring. I was just busy with my friend." Harry had been involved in helping Jasper with the house elves after classes and he was not going to mention his therapy sessions to him. He had told no one. Not even Jasper. He had this intense fear that if anyone did find out he was seeing a child therapist, that he would be made fun of and that no one would want to be his friend anymore. That he would end up all alone.

So, he had kept it a secret.

"Well can you please meet me after school, my cousin has been keeping a watchful eye on me and if I don't do it around dinner time there is no way this will even succeed."