A/n: Thank you to all of the people reading my book!!! Glad to know that I still have active readers!!!

Day by day, Severus Snape kept coming back to check Harry after he successfully rescued him deep below the castle. It also hurt him whenever he remembered how much injured the child was and in so much pain when he found him. He was, at least grateful that Ron and Hermione weren't that much hurt when they found them but Harry turned out to sleep for three days, now. Worry for the child finally settled in and even if he doesn't believe in any gods or goddesses, he prayed that he'd wake up.

Sirius folded his arms while standing a few meters behind Severus.

Up until that time, he was still very confounded and shocked to see him acting like a very worried father to Harry. Harry wasn't his child but he acts as if he came from him. It wasn't just his love for Lily that drove Snape to keep protecting him. He was genuinely worried, and also, he loves the kid.

"Can you tell me exactly why Sirius doesn't feel like the man I know before I was in prison?" Sirius asked Madam Pomfrey. "If not because of his greasly hair, I might have thought that he's James Potter."

"Professor Dumbledore allowed Severus Snape to take care of Harry to protect the child and also, to get him to change," Madam Pomfrey replied to him. Snape was very broken when Lily passed away and it was her child that helped him move away from his dark past. "He was successful in changing him, isn't he? Look how much he loves Harry. Harry loves him as his guardian, too. Why wouldn't they love each other? They've been together for eleven years."

Sirius gulped at the time he was reminded that Harry grew up with Severus in the Muggle World next to the house of Petunia Evans. He wanted to step in and take care of him since he's Harry's godfather but at the time he saw the boy had woken up on his bed and took Severus Snape around his arms, he knew that it would be wrong to keep asking Albus Dumbledore to allow him to be Harry's guardian. "Thank you for the reminder, Madam Pomfrey. It was much better to allow Harry to live with Severus Snape. I won't ask Dumbledore again for the right to have him."

...

That afternoon, Ron, Hermione, Draco, and Dudley came to visit Harry in the hospital wing. Soon enough, the hospital wing became very loud because of the children's chatters. Ron was in a cast, while Hermione just had band aids around her fingers.

"How are you?" Hermione asked him. "Ron was sent here first before you but he woke up in the morning first."

Harry smiled at them. "I'm completely fine! I just drank a bitter potion for pain and for my wounds."

"You didn't look fine when I arrived," Draco informed him. "I saw Professor Snape crying in the afternoon. Many of us were surprised by how he acted that time since it wasn't how we pictured him."

Harry was astounded. "Dad cried because of me? Why? Aren't I recovering now? He doesn't need to worry too much. I woke up after I stopped Professor Quirrell from stealing the stone."

"We saw how much battered you were when we visited you in the afternoon," Dudley told him. "You were dying when you first arrived here. I believe, you don't remember, do you?"

Alwyna also arrived after them and at the same time, she saw how grim the atmosphere was. Everyone's eyes were downcast and they were all feeling bad for Harry. "What happened around here? He's awake and recovering. Was there something wrong?"

"Don't worry about it," Draco replied. "Harry was just surprised to know how injured he was when he came here."

"We didn't expect that he'd almost die because of our decisions that night. I didn't know that our mission will be that dangerous," admitted Ron. "Harry asked us to come with him and escape the dorms a few days ago. I had my arms in a cast while Harry... I should have been with you at the time you faced that man!"

Harry sighed when Ron began bawling in front of them. "There was nothing we can do that time and it wasn't your fault. It was mine. I chose to do it without any of our professors' permission."

"It wasn't just your fault, Harry," Hermione added. "I tried my best to help you when we arrived in the Underground Chambers but I was useless."

Harry sat on his bed and held her right hand. Soon enough, Hermione had red cheeks due to his sudden gesture  "You're not useless! You were the one who helped me figure out many things while we were underground."

"That's true," Hermione replied as she waved her hair behind her ears. "You protected me that time and you faced Quirrell alone."

Harry gulped at that time as he began to remember the events that took place in the Underground Chambers while he was facing Quirrell. He didn't know whether to tell his guardian about it or not as he was afraid to tell anyone about it. He had not just faced their professor. There was another head behind his purple turban and it was very parasitic on Quirrell.

"Are you alright?" Draco asked him to wake him up after he saw that Harry's hands were shaking and he was, as if, daydreaming. "If you don't feel fine, we can leave now and allow you to rest."

Harry agreed with him as he laid down his bed and covered himself with the blankets. "Thank you, even so, before you go—!"

"The tournament is already done, Harry," Alwyna told him. "You were asking about that, am I right?"

Harry nodded. "Who won the Quidditch tournament, Captain Alwyna?"

"The Gryffindor Team won the tournament," she confessed. "Oliver Wood was too good of a captain and our reserve seeker wasn't able to get the snitch before Damian Khan."

"I could have been there," Harry cried out. "I'll make sure not to get hurt in my second year!"

...

A few more moments later, his friends  left one by one until the whole hospital wing became silent once again and Harry was left all alone. Even so, before he slept, Madam Pomfrey was surprised when he asked her to give him a dreamless sleep potion making her learn that he was afraid of going to sleep.

"Is there any reason why you're asking me about it, child?"

"I don't want to go back to sleep while remembering what occurred to me in the underground chambers! It was too traumatic for me! You... You-Know-Who was there—!" sobbed Harry. His tears was all over the place and he screamed internally. "He attacked me and he tried to use me that time but I fought him. I held the stone and it was as if I had powers. My professor turned into ashes when I touched him!"

Madam Pomfrey hugged the child by the time he revealed to her what had happened to him. She also knew that for a while, it would help Harry to drink the potion he was asking for. "I'll give you the potion that you're asking for but you can't rely on it. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am," he vowed to her. "Soon enough, I will have to face it."

A/n: Thank you for the people who still read the new chapters! It has been a long time that I placed my books in hiatus and it was just this year that I was able to keep writing my books! 💕💕💕