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No Obvious Truths	By : Danyealle Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 64502 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 32
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Chapter 4

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Putting on a serious look, Severus pulled out the parchment with the list of scans that needed to be done. Looking it over once again, he began to categorize the list in his mind as to which ones needed to be done first and which were the priority. Some of them had to be done while the young man had the least amount of Muggle medicine in him while others with the minimal amount of magic around. Those, he felt, should be done first. On that, though, he needed a timeline as to when the young man was going to get his next dose of meds and what they were. Looking around, he scowled when he saw the computer sitting there. Though he understood that those things were much easier, with less of a chance of errors, for Muggles, they were no help to Wizards in any way. He knew what one was but didn't have the first clue about operating one. There was also the fact that their magic would probably blow the delicate thing up. Charts had been fine for him. He didn't always understand some of what was in them but could deduce what he needed. Looking over at Arabella, he asked, “Is there any way you can get out of the nursing staff when he gets his next dose of medicine and what it is?”

“It'll be in a half an hour. That one will be for nausea. A half an hour after that, I get one for pain,” Harry told him softly, looking guilty. He had been through all the lectures at school about drug abuse and knew he probably sounded like an addict, being able to predict just when he got what. Yes, it was for relief of what he was going through, but he knew it sounded bad.

Looking at the young man, Severus nodded. “Very good.” Seeing the guilty expression on Harry's face, he added, softly, “There is nothing to feel bad about when it comes to knowing when you'll get relief from the pain you're in, Mr. Potter.”

Sighing, Harry nodded but said nothing, gaze shifting away, slightly guilty expression still there.

Giving the young man a pat on the hand, he looked at the others, “Tom? Lucius? Can I get you to step out of the room for now? Your magic will interfere with some of the scans and I don't want to put another ward up as it may do the same.”

“Absolutely,” Tom nodded, understanding why this needed to be done. Standing, he nodded to Lucius, who did the same.

Smiling, Arabella stroked the young man's head and told him, softly, “How about I see about getting you something to eat besides the hospital food while I show Lucius and Tom around? They don't know much about Muggles and things around here so it's best that we not let them go wandering. You can have the Mars Bars but you need more than that when they give you the medicine.”

Smiling at her, Harry nodded, “Please. A cheeseburger or something? I have some money in the drawer for it.”

“We'll take care of that, Mr. Potter,” Lucius told him softly, with a small smile.

“Severus will take care of everything and we'll be back soon, alright?” Arabella told him. When she saw him nod, she ushered the two men out. Walking over to the nurses' station, she talked to the RN in charge of Harry. As usually was the case, someone was on break down at the diner where she always got Harry a burger from. Mrs. O’Neill, as she had been on the floor since Harry first started coming in, was more than happy to call the LPN that was on her break and have her bring back something for the young man. Handing over the money for the food, she nodded, then led Lucius and Tom down the hall to the small lounge that was there to wait. Taking some change, she got them all a Pepsi out of the vending machine and sat down.

Quickly pulling out some money from his pocket, Lucius slid it across the table to the squib saying, “That's for his food. If it's more, I'll give you the rest. As I'm not familiar with Muggle money, I thought it best to let you handle it.”

Looking at the galleons and sickles there, Arabella shook her head, “No, it's fine. A burger doesn't cost much. It's the least I can do for him.”

“I insist,” Lucius told her firmly. “He will be my foster son and I'll take care of such things for him.”

Nodding, Arabella quickly calculated what it cost then took the money needed and pushed the rest back to him. Opening the cans of soda, she slid one to each of the men and took a sip of her own. Normally, she didn't drink the sweet sodas much but it had been a trying day so she needed more of the sugar and caffeine than normal coffee would give her. Sighing, she leaned back in the chair then asked, softly, “How long will this all take? I mean, with the lawyers and all that? Do you know?”

Settling back in the chair he was seated in, Lucius looked down, brow furrowed, then said, “It'll be well after dark when we are done. The scans shouldn't take long but then I have to get those to the lawyer, the healer has to look at them. Then I have to see Madam Bones to set up the hearing. After that, there is the need to grab Narcissa to come meet Harry and that isn't all. Once that's done, some Aurors are going to have to come to take memories to confirm what you brought us then we get to the hearing. None of it should be difficult but it'll take time. It's just a case of everything has to be followed by the numbers to get it done or we'll have problems. Child custody cases are touchy and if things aren't done by how procedure is set up, we risk all kinds of issues.”

Hearing Aurors, Arabella frowned and looked troubled. “If the MLE is involved, won't that be a problem?” Automatically, her glance shifted to Tom, wondering how that would affect things.

“It shouldn't. I have a few in the department. Lucius can request a couple of those. In fact, two of them specialize in these types of cases. It won't look odd for him to do such a thing, especially if he tells Madam Bones this is a case where being circumspect is tantamount.” Sipping at his Pepsi, Tom smiled. It had been a long time since he had the fizzy drink and it tasted good.

Nodding, Lucius continued, “Yes, I have enough contacts around that it won't look odd for me, or my solicitors, to request certain beings. I'm planning on making a point on saying this case is delicate anyway. Once Madam Bones realizes who this is, it won't seem at all odd to have requested certain beings.” Looking down at the can he was now holding, hearing the fizz, Lucius frowned at it, not sure what to make of such a thing. To ensure that he didn't seem rude, he took a tentative sip, wrinkling his nose as some of the bubbles tickled it. Immediately, though, his eyes widened. Oh, he liked the taste of that! Taking a bigger drink, he licked his lips then said, keeping his voice down in case someone was listening, “That is good! It's a Muggle fizzy drink?”

Chuckling, Tom took another drink of his then said, tone dry, “Oh, good, Lucius will now have a new addiction!”

Looking affronted, Lucius glared at his lover then told him, tone haughty, “I do not have addictions! I merely indulge in what pleases me.” Looking back down at the can, he added, softly, “And this pleases me!”

“Like I said, new addiction,” Tom drawled, shaking his head but grinning.

Making a snorting sound, one that obviously spoke of being displeased, Lucius ignored that comment then turned back to Arabella and said, “We will, of course, need you for the hearing and other things. It's probably best for young Harry that you be around as well, to make the transition as smooth as possible.”

“That's fine,” Arabella told him with a nod and a dismissive wave of her hand. “I just wanted to know what was coming was all.”

Leaning back, Tom sighed, “This will be the worst; the waiting.” Stopping, he looked at Arabella then asked, “Young Mr. Potter really doesn't know about his history?”

Sighing, the older woman shook her head, “No, the Dursley's didn't want him to know about magic at all so they lied about everything. I doubt poor Harry even knows what his parents look like.”

Snorting, Lucius shook his head, “We'll make sure that is remedied. He will also be filled in on the whole truth once treatment starts and he's up to it. Damned Albus! What was he thinking putting the boy with those cretins?”

“The 'Greater Good' like always, not how a young man might suffer,” Tom said, sneering. Then, with a shake of his head, he added, “That ends today, though. After tonight, none of it will matter.”

“No, it won't. We'll all make sure of that,” Lucius said with a determined nod.

Looking through the parchment of the scans needing to be done, Severus was trying to figure out which one to do first when a soft voice drew him out of his concentration. “What was that, Mr. Potter? I didn't hear you.”

Clearing his throat, Harry asked again, “Is this going to hurt? And you can call me Harry.”

Nodding, Severus said, “No, it won't hurt at all. You will feel a slight tingling with some or a creepy crawly feeling with others, but no pain, I assure you, Harry.”

Not wanting to sound like a wimp, Harry added, hastily, “I just wanted to be prepared if it did was all.”

Not even wanting to imagine the pain this young man was enduring with the treatment he was going through, Severus told him, “That is completely understandable. I should have mentioned that before now. Just try to relax and it'll be over soon. You'll find it far less invasive than things you've gone through up to this point.” Setting aside the parchment, readying his wand, the man in black asked, “Are you ready?”

Nodding, though wary, Harry tried to relax the best he could. He was nervous about the whole thing since it was new and he didn't know what to expect. “What are these things going to show,” he asked when the man started the scans.

Distracted, making sure that the readings were going to show correctly on the parchment, Severus answered, “Much the same thing as the tests the Muggles do on you will. It'll show which disease, how advanced, where it is and things like that. I do believe though, that the readings these scans do give more detailed information than what the Muggles do when they perform tests. Along with that, it's going to give the Healer that you will be seeing an idea of the course of action to take and what needs to be done to stop the disease then reverse the effects. There will, of course, probably going to be more scans needed before he starts treatment but it won't be any worse than what I'm doing now.”

Digesting that, Harry waited until whatever the man was doing stopped since it tickled slightly and he was fighting off giggling, before inquiring on a different topic, “What should I call you, sir? I mean, it sounds like you're going to be around for a while...”

“At school, you'll have to call me Professor Snape. As you're going to have a similar relationship with me out of it as Draco does and I'll be around a lot, Severus is fine,” the Potions Master told him. Normally, he would want to concentrate on the scans but most were easy ones, something that required little thought, so he didn't mind talking. In fact, if it kept the young man calm, something that could only aid the scans working right, he was more than willing to do so.

“You're a teacher? Where is that? And I'm going there?” Harry was now focused on that as he didn't know what it meant and wanted information.

Looking at the young man, Severus had to fight not to smile. For Harry, it must seem like Christmas was coming early with all he was learning about today. Slowly, he began to talk about Hogwarts and everything about it, including the things the young man would learn while he breezed through the scans, frowning internally at what he was seeing.

If what he was seeing was correct, they needed to move fast. Oh, the chemotherapy was working, it was killing the cancer at a good rate. However, if the scans were right, and he was sure they were, it was also killing Potter. Though he was no healer and never professed to be, from the scans he was getting, he would give the young man a month, tops, before it was over if someone didn't do something. They could, of course, have the progress of the disease stopped in a week or so but it also meant that they were going to have purge all the Muggle drugs out of his system before they could even start that. No, it wasn’t a big deal to do and could be done in a night, but it was now imperative that they do that right away, probably that night.

Answering the young man's questions about the houses at Hogwarts, Severus' razor sharp mind was already calculating the potion for the purge it was going to take. The Healer would have to find the first dose of it because, if he was right, and he was sure he was, the one that was going to be needed would take some time to brew because it was so powerful it wasn't used often. It was going to be a long night for him in doing so but he would gladly take it on. Nothing made you feel better about something than knowing what you were doing was helping to cure a desperately sick being. Though, from the look of it, this was going to be a long haul with Harry. There was an incredible amount of the disease to not only cure but also fix the damage done by it and what Muggle medicine had caused.

Digesting what Severus said about the school, Harry mused aloud, “I wonder what house I'll be in...”

“With all you've gone through, Harry? I would say Gryffindor. You have shown more courage to even be alive right now than most would ever show in a lifetime. Though, as head of Slytherin, I'm biased towards my own house and would like you there, I think that Gryffindor will probably get you. There is also the fact that both your parents were in that house as well.”

Glancing at the older man, Harry asked, softly, “What were my mom and dad like? Mrs. Figg said you knew mom growing up.”

Stopping what he was doing, Severus looked at the young man, face softening slightly. “I didn't know your father well, just at school.” Right now, he wasn't about to get into anything dealing with his relationship when it came to James. The shorter the answers on that, the better he was going to be. “He was courageous and loved your mother a great deal. Your mother was, as Arabella said, a brilliant witch that was kind and very beautiful.”

“What did she look like? Did she look like Aunt Petunia?” Mind whirling about this topic since he had no reference to it, he waited to see what Severus would say. More than anything, he wanted to know more about his parents.

Looking at Harry, Severus then reached for the small wallet type thing he kept in his robes. Pulling it out, he found a picture of Lily when they were in school then handed it to Harry. “That picture was taken of her when she was in school, Harry.”

Looking down at the picture, Harry's eyes widened when it saw it move, astonished by it, but more than that he was fascinated by the beautiful woman in the picture. Running one finger over it gently, he said, voice a soft whisper, “She's beautiful.”

“That she was,” Severus nodded. Putting a hand on the young man's, he said, softly, “You can keep that. I have a few more at home that I will give you.”

“You don't have to,” Harry said, shaking his head. “They are yours...”

“No, she would want you to have them. I believe I can get some of your father as well. At least I'll try.” Severus told him, giving his hand a squeeze.

“Thank you,” Harry told him softly, smiling, then glanced back down at the picture.

Rubbing his thumb gently over the back of the young man's hand, Severus didn't know what to say to him. What do you say to a ten year old that didn't even know what his mother looked like? How did you make that better? He didn't know. Clearing his throat, he said, tone a bit rough from emotions, “When you feel up to it and are in a little better shape, I'll make sure you go to see them, alright? I know it's not the same thing, Harry, but it's the best we can do now.” Stopping, he added as an afterthought, “And, if I knew your mother half as well as I thought I did, I know she would be proud of you and how brave you've been.”

Looking up, green eyes sparkling with tears a little, though it appalled him, Harry nodded then said, “I'd like that. I just wish I could remember them.”

“I imagine but we have to move on from here. And to do that, Mr. Potter, we have to get you well. Now, only a couple more scans left and we'll be done,” Severus told him, trying not to be too gruff but not sure what to say to the young man either. There was nothing he knew that could fix or give comfort to someone in this position so he was going for distraction.

Still clutching the picture, Harry nodded, smiling at him. “What happens when the scans are done?”

“The scans are just the start of the adventure, Harry. Once they are done, the real work begins.” Starting on the last of what he needed to do, Severus began to explain what would come the rest of the night.

About a half an hour later, a smiling Arabella poked her head back in the room. “Is it safe for everyone to come in?”

Looking up as the last of the results were being put onto paper, Severus nodded, “We're finished.”

Coming in, holding not only a Pepsi but a large takeout box, Arabella sat down by the bed, pulling the tray over. “Oh, the diner outdid itself for you, Harry! You not only have a cheeseburger but some mashed potatoes, corn and coleslaw! Your favorites!”

Grinning, Harry sat up straighter. As they had given him the drugs for nausea not a few minutes before, he was feeling hungry and couldn't wait to dig in. He knew the pain killers they were going to give him soon would make him sick again, despite the stuff for nausea, but he wanted food and a Mars Bar.

Looking at the young man, Severus nodded, pleased, as he began to eat. As underweight as he was, he needed to put some meat on his bones. This would only help. Powerful nutrient potions were in the offing for him for the foreseeable future. That, though, was going to have to wait.

Stepping over to Lucius and Tom, he lowered his voice then handed over the scans, “This has to be fast, Lucius. We need him out of here tonight to start treatment.” Pointing to the readings on the parchment, he said, “That needs to be stopped. The sooner the better. One minor infection could make the worst case scenario come to pass very quickly as depleted as his system is.”

Brow furrowed as he read, Lucius raised his eyes and looked at the young man enjoying his food then swallowed thickly. Nodding, he said, “Understood. Let me go get things started. You and Tom stay here with him. Arabella said that the pain killers are going to knock him out when he gets them and can cause issues themselves. I would feel better if you two were keeping an eye on things.”

“We will,” Tom said with a nod and glance at the young man. “Go to the lawyers first and make sure they know how urgent this is. Then go from there. However, make sure you tell Harry you're leaving and what you're doing. We want him to stay informed so he doesn't panic and think we're doing nothing.”

Seeing the wisdom in that, Lucius nodded then walked over and seated himself in the chair Severus had just vacated. Giving the young man a small smile, he said, “Harry? I can call you that, right?” Seeing Harry nod and smile at him, he smiled back then said, “I'm going to leave for a little while. Tom, Severus and Arabella will stay here with you until I get back. What's happening is I’m going to set up an appointment for the Healer to see you and others to start things so we can get you out of here. Also, I'm going to go get my wife so you two can meet. I'll be gone a bit but will come back, alright?”

Chewing the bite of cheeseburger in his mouth, Harry nodded then quickly swallowed, “Alright.” Glancing around, he had tons of questions but decided to keep them to himself.

Smiling and nodding, Lucius reached out and patted the young man on the arm and was about to say something else but was stopped when he felt a pleasant jolt. It was something that was hard to describe, like the feeling of your hair standing on end but in a good way, like the tingle and good sensations when someone washed your hair for you or rubbed your shoulders. Eyes widening, he looked at the young man. Harry, too, was looking at him, eyes wide. Keeping an eye on Harry, he scooted closer to him but motioned for Tom and Severus to come closer.

When the two men, looking bewildered stepped up next to him, Lucius asked, “Harry? Can you tell me what you feel?”

Bewildered, looking around, Harry said, “I don't know what it is. It's a tingling type thing, but in a good way. It's just... well... it's strange! The pain... it seems to have lessened a little. I don't understand it.” Looking around again, Harry shook his head, brow furrowing.

Nodding, Lucius said, softly, “I'm going to take my hand away. Tell me if the pain comes back.” Seeing Harry nod, he did that.

Brow furrowing more as the pain seemed to come back again all the way, Harry looked up, completely bewildered, “It's back like it was before. I don't understand!”

“I want to try something else, alright?” Lucius asked gently. Looking at Tom, he motioned for him to come over close.

Getting what his partner wanted, heart hammering in his chest, Tom stepped closer and put a hand on Harry's then asked, “Did that do the same thing?”

The feeling that had been there before and the ebbing of the pain the same way once more appeared. Eyes widening even more, Harry nodded, “It did! What's going on?”

“Trust me, Harry, this isn't a bad thing,” Lucius told him. Looking at Severus, who had his wand out, ready to scan things, he nodded. Turning back to Harry, he said, “We're going to take our hand away again and let Severus scan then put them on again, alright? We want this recorded.”

Though this was really strange, Harry nodded, glancing at Mrs. Figg, who looked astounded.

Quickly, Severus scanned the boy, recording the readings on a fresh sheet of parchment. When it was finished, he had the two men lay their hands on the boy again and did the same thing. Though most of the readings were the same, some of them had changed quite a bit, for the better. Oh, this was only going to aid them. Nodding, the Potions Master said, “I have them. We can most assuredly use this.”

Giving Harry's hand a squeeze, Lucius said, “I have to go now but Tom is going to stay. He'll sit here and touch you so you feel better, alright?”

Nodding, liking that the pain was lessening, Harry replied, “Alright. What's going on though?”

Changing places with Lucius, Tom reached out and put a hand on the boy's side. “It's nothing to worry about, Harry. In fact, it'll only aid in you getting better and is a good thing. We'll explain it all when you get out of here, alright? Why don't you enjoy your food and we'll talk while Lucius is gone.”

Now more curious than ever, but feeling better with the pain at a low ebb, Harry couldn't help but eye his food hungrily. He had more of an appetite now than he could remember having in a while. Nodding, he smiled and said, “Alright.” Picking up a spoon, he began to dig into his mashed with gusto.

Giving the young man a pat, Tom relaxed back in the chair, making sure to keep touching him. “How about we go through all that's going to happen, alright? That way you aren't startled by some of it.”

“Yeah, that would be good,” Harry told him as he all but devoured his food.

Chuckling at the young man, Tom had Severus sit down then the three adults began to explain what was coming.

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