Chapter 3

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A.N :I'm not dead if you'd care
Harry woke up again. He opened his eyes and had to shut them again in pain, as the white everywhere was blinding. Madame Pomfrey noticed Harry stir. "Glad to have you back, Harry. Those Death Eaters sure gave you a lot of wounds." She spoke, avoiding his eye.

Harry opened his mouth but found no words to speak, his mind racing with questions but he couldn't express them because each time he tried to spoke. Painful memories of the Dursley's clashed. He just nodded simply.

"Are you ok, Mr.Potter?" Pomfrey Questioned. A look of fear flashed her eye, but it quickly went away. She ran another scan, to check whether he could talk or is choosing not to. Harry nodded again. "You are dismissed, Mr.Potter. Here are your potions for the next few days, if anything happens come visit." The nurse spoke anxiously. Harry walked out of the room, mind dazed.

Nobody was there, seeing as it wasn't a semester. Nobody except Draco,who stared him down in the hallway, but Harry was too busy in his head to notice.

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