Mcgonagall entered the hospital wing carrying a dying Emma Potter.

Madam Pomfrey got over her shock quickly and ran a diagnostic on the ten year old girl. Her list of injuries included:

All of her ribs have been broken more than once, and if they are not currently broken they are fractured.

Three breaks to her right arm and five to her left.

Twice each ankle has been broken.

Seven concussions.

Many fractures and sprains to many bones.

Scarring on 60% of the body.

50% of the body has burns.

Tearing and penetration to the virginal area.

Height 47in.

Weight 33 lbs.

Madam Pomfrey was speechless. Never in all her years had she ever seen someone so broken.

She began running around looking for various positions.

In that time Mcgonagall turned to Harry. "How long has this been going on?"

"Forever."

"Why did you not tell anyone?"

"I did no one believed me."

"Did you go to professor Dumbledore?"

"Yes. He said that there was no evidence so there was nothing that he could do. He also would not send anyone to check on her."

At this point Mcgonagall was livid at Dumbledore.

'How could he,' she thought, 'just ignore a complaint from a student.'

"Professor What will happen to us now? You won't send us back will you?" Harry asked in a small voice.

"No Mr… no Harry you will not be sent back there. I did not want you to stay there in the first place. Were you beaten as well Harry?"

He slowly nodded his head. She sighed.

"Did he touch you as well?"

Again Harry just nodded. Mcgonagall pulled Harry into a hug. "Don't worry you are safe now."

Harry went over and sat by his sister and held her hand.

"Professor did you know that she has a speech problem. She stutters over every word that she says. I think that it is kind of cute, but she has always hated it. None of the school teachers ever tried to help her though.

"She hates having to say long sentences. And talking to new people. She mostly leaves that to me.

"You would never guess it right now, but she is a really good athlete. She is fast and a quick tinker. She always got us away from the bullies at school.

"And she and she…"

Harry broke down crying. He could not take it. He turned and cried in to professor Mcgonagall.

She gently placed her hand on his back and rubbed circles.

"Mr. Potter please know that your sister will be perfectly fine in a few weeks. Please do not worry."

He nodded and sat back down still crying. That is how he fell asleep that night. For the first time ever he slept peacefully knowing that his sister would be safe.