P.T.S.D

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Chapter 7

Morning came swiftly that Harry woke up quickly and got dressed and went downstairs to find Aunt Petunia cooking them breakfast, why Dudley was just getting up.

"Aunt, I could have helped!, Why didn't you wake me up?" asked Harry strangely.

"Well, maybe, previously i would have done that. But now that whatever spell was controlling us has been removed, i could feel relaxed and motivated not to scold you to cook and now I can freely do things I want. You do not know that I have one thing your mother never had which she was just as jealous of me as i was jealous of her Magic!, Guess what is that?" Petunia smirked slightly.

"Driving, no she didn't to drive as she was a wizard?...No, then is it Gardening, No, I heard she was pretty good at Potions meaning she should have some knowledge about Gardening., Argh.., Tell me, Tell me, Time's wasting now, we are going outside now, come on, Tell me.." asked Harry hurriedly.

"No patience just like James i guess, Okay, Okay, I will Tell you, Your Mother was never good at cooking, In the Entire Evans Family, other than our Mother, Only I was good in Cooking, If there is no burn damage in the kitchen when your mother was cooking, that itself is a shocking matter." Aunt Petunia giggled.

Harry was speechless. Of all the things, he world have never guessed this Honestly.

"Then you have to teach me cooking Aunt Petunia.!" Harry asked.

"Why, you got yourself a little Girlfriend somewhere stashed off?" Aunt Petunia slightly raised her eyebrows amused.

"No. Not at all, I...." Harry was suddenly brought back to when he had Met Ginny on the Platform of 9 and 3/4.

Ginny's sweet smile and her Confident Personality. Her Wavy Red Hair scattering across her face as she laughed and joked with him. Her shiny Bright Brown Eyes twinkling whenever they locked eyes. Her Confident Smile whenever she won the Quidditch Matches for her Team HolyHead Harpies. Her Charismatic Nature which won everyone around her. Her Ambition for more Fame and Power. Her eventual Betrayal.

Tears started to well up on Harry's eyes. He couldn't breathe and started to hiccup and cough. Tears spilled from his eyes.

Petunia shocked was an understatement. she couldn't understand why the boy Harry who was talking normally suddenly, started crying and couldn't breathe and fell down.

Petunia immediately caught him from falling.

"Vernon!, Vernon!, come here immediately." Petunia screamed immediately.

"What, What happened?" Vernon with his bulky frame came with a light jog immediately breathing heavily.

"I don't know, we were speaking normally when he suddenly collapsed. I think he has Asthma!" petunia said and put Harry into Vernon's arm and told him to put Harry in the Car to take him to the Hospital.

"I'll drive, you just carry him." said petunia and immediately called Dudley "Duddles, come fast, get Harry's glasses from the floor and lock the gate and meet us at the driveway. Get your fat ass down here right now.".

"Coming, Coming.. gosh you nag mum" Dudley came down as fast as he could and saw his dad Vernon carrying Harry to the Car and mom searching for the Car keys.

Dudley picked up Harry's glasses from the kitchen floor and saw that the gas was still burning and immediately turned it off and then ran outside and locked the door and got on their Lincoln Car.

[A/N : Check out images for Lincoln Town car 1987 for your reference. I have also included the image in the comments section]

It was a short drive 10 minutes to the nearest town Hospital. By the road Harry had stopped wheezing and had fainted.

Vernon immediately took Harry to the nearest stretcher and put him and shouted "Help!, Help!, he fainted, he fainted" breathing fast.

Soon the emergency Doctors and Nurse came and took his Pulse and monitored his eyelids and then took him to the nearest room to settle him.

"What happened Doctor?" asked Petunia concernedly.

"We don't know, we will check him for asthma based on your description and we have also ordered for some test."

"We will inform you once the result is out, he is now fine, so who are you to the patient? Is he your son?" asked the Doctor.

"No, he is not our son, we are his Guardian, his parents died in a car crash" said Vernon immediately as if he had expected this.

"Ok, please fill out this form and pay the admission fees."

and then the Doctor left.

--After half and hour--

Doctor came back with the results, "He is fine everywhere, there is no Asthma indications and another, except he is a little malnourished. But he didn't faint due to malnourishment. I have a guess."

"Tell us doctor, we will follow it promtply, as long he is cured" said Petunia eagerly.

"Before that i want to confirm one thing!, What he was doing before he fainted." asked the Doctor.

"Well, he was talking about his past, the time about when his parents died." Petunia said this as she thought this was why he had fainted.

"This aligns with my concern. I recommend you to take him to a Psychiatrist." said the Doctor.

"I think their death dealt a huge blow to him that he could not think about them as he is suffering from pain in his heart, i,e Mental problem and to protect him from his hurt, his body automatically shuts down, thus fainting."

"Oh. I..We..we've never thought about this, Doctor. we don't know what to do. Please recommend us a good psychiatrist to consult."

Doctor took a notepad from his front pocket and wrote a number and an address and said "go to this psychiatrist Clinic run by my friend Dr.Emma Granger. Tell her Stan sent you. she will take good care of your son. Otherwise he is fine. you can take him back. He has woken up now. you can seem him." mentioned Doctor Stan.

[A/N : see what i did here. 😋 ]

"Thank you Doctor. Thank you.!" said both Petunia and Vernon and went to the ward where Harry was admitted.

Harry was wide wake as he lay on his back on the hospital bed.

"What happened Harry? you fainted. Doctor says something among mental health? Talk to us Harry." asked Petunia miserably.

Harry was silent. He did not look at them. He didn't know what to do. His Love of his life had betrayed him and when ever he thought about this he couldn't breathe and felt all he had done for the wizarding world had been a joke. as if God had played a Huge Prank on him.

Once Again Tears started flowing. He just wanted to lie on his bed and cry to sleep. Not even coming back from his time(Future) or getting Magic help from Goddesses Kali could bring him back to feel good.He felt the World was Dark and Grey. He did not want to go back. The Wizarding world be damned. Everyone can just die. Not his problem.

Vernon and Petunia stared at him silently crying and could feel their heart break.

"Come on, you are getting up. we are taking you some to that place." said Vernon and took Harry in his arms and asked Petunia "Drive to the Address given by Doctor Stan." and went to the car followed by Dudley and Petunia.

Petunia took them to the address given and saw the Psychiatrist Hospital.

Harry did not look at them and was feeling lifeless. Vernon took a look at him and said,"Son, we will solve this, we will help you get better." and patted him on the back.

Harry didn't say anything and simply followed them back to wherever they went.

"We are here to see Dr. Emma Granger." said Vernon.

"Do you have an Appointment, Sir?" asked the front desk receptionist.

"No we don't. But this is an emergency. we have to see her immediately. Please check if she is here!" asked Vernon hoarsely.

"Ok, just wait a second" and went to check if the doctor was available.

The receptionist came back and said "You can go now, she is available".

"Okay, Thank you." said Vernon and told Dudley to stay behind and sit at the canteen in the hospital, which Dudley went happily.

Vernon knocked at Doctor's door.

"Come in" came a woman's voice from inside.

All three of them went inside, Harry, Petunia and Vernon.

"So who is the patient ?" inquired Dr. Emma Granger.

Harry looked at the Voice and saw Dr. Emma Granger and saw her slightly bushy Brown hair. Her Intelligent Brown eyes shone in the dim light inside the Clinic room. Her facial structure was so similar to someone who he knew very well. Harry could immediately guess who it was. He saw a small Picture Frame near her Desk which had her family. There was 3 of them in the Picture. He could recognize all three of them. She was the Mother of his Best Friend Hermione Granger.

His thoughts immediately went the time when she had entered the compartment he and Ron had taken to look for the Neville's Toad, how she had helped them fight the Troll, how she had helped them figure out the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, how she had helped rescue Buckbeak and his Godfather Sirius Black from the Dementors and from the Ministry of Magic. How she had helped him in all the tasks of the Goblet of Fire, how she had helped him in organizing the Dumbledore's Army to fight against Umbridge, how they bickered about the Half Blood Prince and how she had selflessly followed him with No questions asked to destroy the Horcrux even when he didn't know their locations , she who followed him even when Ron abandoned them, and how she had died for him by his Best Friend's hand, Ron, whom they have trusted, whom Hermione had wanted to spend the rest of her life with.

He could still see her look of shock as if she had never considered Ron would do that, from her Dead Body, which still haunted him till this day.

Suddenly Harry could not breath, he lifted his hand towards Emma Granger and started to hyperventilate.

"What is this, why is happening again?" Petunia started to cry.

Vernon looked pale as he did not know what he could do. It was tearing him apart looking at Harry like this.

Dr. Emma Granger looked shocked and a little grave as she understood that the small boy wearing the glasses with a slightly messy Black hair was her Patient.

She immediately came towards Harry and hugged him gently and patted his back slowly but repetitively, and said " Take a slow breath , that's right, slow deep breath, you are doing good. Take a slow breath. you are doing fine. That's it. Good Boy." said Dr. Granger.

Harry slowly came back from his Hyperventilation and started to cry.

Dr. Emma carried Harry to the nearby Hospital Bed, across her desk and deposited him.

She went back to the Dursley's and asked the same question Dr. Stan asked regarding his previous attack. They said their doubts about his parents death which he had never spoken to them about.

Dr. Emma Granger came to a conclusion and said gravely "Harry Potter is suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD)".