Harry Potter has what?!

Chapter 4

Ron POV
Proffesor Mcgonagall had decided that it wouldnt be ok for us to let Harry's body to be harmed anymore. All the houses, the teachers, and the families that were there during the Hogwarts war were now gathered around the room where the muggle doctors (who didnt understand why Harry was hurt so bad and had so many visitors) are taking care of Harry. Only to make sure his uncle, aunt, and cousin couldn't harm him anymore. Even the slytherins knew it had been taken to far. It was abuse torture. After all hadn't Harry already gone through enough with his parents, Sirius, and everyone else he has lost. Herimione was sitting next to me when we could hear the loud beeping noise that was coming out of Harry's room. The rest of my family plus Hermione and proffesor Mcgonagall rushed into his room. "I am sorry people but unless you are his family please leave, and dont try telling me that you are his family because his only family is the Dursleys, thank the heavens he is still alive. He has been coming to this hospital since he was four. And too many times to count. He has always has it this bad." The doctor said shaking his head with pity. Knowing Harry he wouldnt want the pity he was getting right now but all I could do was sigh.
"We may not be blood related to him, but he is one of my best friends, he is like another brother to me, mind you I have five brothers" I say quietly. "And the people behind me are my family too. Then the people behind them are the people at our school. We are all like brothers and sister so please let us all see him and know what is going on"
The man sighs before speaking. "Bewarn though if anyone but the dursleys or a doctor are in there when he wakes he will easily have a panick attack. He doesn't want people knowing about the abuse which I know you have seen but the other stuff I dont know if you have so I wont say anything." I suddenly feel really bad for never noticing that Harry has been hurt his whole life. I mean now that I am thinking about it Vernon and/or Dudley just by themselves look like very bad people. Suddenly the alarms went off again. He isn't breathing. Out of the blue I ask "how can I help?" Everyone from Hogwarts/the families of people at Hogwarts stare at me before they flash a smile in my direction this is the first time I have actualy asked to help Harry in a mental/physical way.
"Of course, in fact everyone if you wouldnt mind helping a little if would most likely be that he will survive" the doctor exclaimed to the crowd surrounding Harry. I smile softly to myself.