“I don’t know, the nurse said he’d be fine, but was supposed to have woken up by now.”
“And Ron, where’s he?”
“Oh I don’t know, I guess he left… I’m not really sure what happened.”
“And I still haven’t seen Hermione… wait, Ginny, is he coming about?” Mrs. Weasley leaned over the young man’s bed, trying to get a better look at him. His eyelids fluttered, and brilliant green eyes finally opened and looked around, to everyone’s relief.
“Harry, are you alright?” Mr. Weasley asked anxiously.
“Wha…. Where am I?” Harry questioned, dazed and thoroughly confused.
“I think we should give Harry and Ginny some space….” suggested Molly as she began to leave. The rest of them followed grudgingly.
Ginny sat down on the edge of his bed and stroked the sweaty hair off of his forehead.
“Everything’s going to be fine Harry; you’re going to be fine. Ron and you just had a little row, that’s all.”
Harry thought very hard, trying to remember what had happened. Something about his memories made him feel uneasy. “Did he…. Did he… attack me?” He wondered aloud, looking into his wife’s eyes. They twinkled back at him, not unlike Albus Dumbledore’s had often done when Harry was on the right track.
“Yes, he did, and we’re still not sure why…he ran off after he knocked you out and didn’t say anything. Is there something… did you do anything that could have made him angry maybe?”
Harry thought back to their last meeting. It had been a few weeks ago, for a drink with Aberforth at the Hog’s Head. Everything had seemed fine then. “No, I don’t think so….” he answered.
“Well, I’m sure it’s fine then… or it will be.” Ginny added, a little uneasily. She knew how upset her older brother could get.
She leaned down and kissed Harry’s forehead, running her fingers over the fine scar. After defeating Voldermort, the scar was the only thing of Voldermort that remained, and Harry still disliked it, although he realized that even without the scar, people would probably still recognize him. Harry scooted to the left of the bed and pulled her down onto it next to him. She smiled, curling up beside him and resting her head on his warm, muscular chest.
That’s how a young nurse found them, half an hour later, asleep in each other’s arms. She tried to sneak out without disturbing them, but Harry was already stirring, looking around for the source of the noise. He smiled softly at her.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she whispered, not wanting to wake the other sleeper, “I’ll come back later,” she turned again to leave.
“No, no, it’s fine nurse…” he paused, waiting for her name.
“Pomfrey, Gilda Pomfrey,”
“No kidding! Oh wow, it’s great to meet you, are you related to the Madam Pomfrey of Hogwarts?”
“Yes, I’m her daughter.”
“That’s great, I never knew she had a daughter, well give her my best, will you?”
“Yes, of course Mr. Potter.”
“Harry, it’s Harry, please. So, when can I get out of here?” he asked her, still whispering so as not to wake Ginny.
“I’m afraid not for a few days, Mr. Po… Harry. Amelia the healer still has to run some tests. It seems your friend Mr. Weasley did more damage then we first assumed.”
“What? Is it serious? I thought he just knocked me out, how bad could it be?”
“We’re not sure Harry, but we need to keep you here for a week or so, just incase.” She smiled earnestly. “Do you want some chocolate?”
He chuckled, “You are your mother’s daughter. Well, thanks, and I guess I’ll see you later.” She turned to leave, “Oh, and Gilda, could you not mention that it might be serious to anyone,” he motioned to Ginny, asleep by his side, “I don’t want them worrying for no reason.”
“Of course, Mr. Potter.” She nodded, smiling, and left, closing the door quietly behind her.
Harry looked down at his new wife, peacefully asleep, her red hair splayed around her. He stroked it absently as he thought and worried to himself. What would happen? Just when everything had been going right for once and now life threw him another curve ball. He hoped Ginny hadn’t heard any of the conversation, and also that he and Ron could work things out…
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