Just a little possible one-shot, its set after the Battle of Hogwarts…
Battle;Love;Emerge
Harry stood there, searching the crowds that horded his tired body, trying to find that familiar red-head, but he couldn't see her. Little did he know that Ginny was being carried away, unconscious, on a stretcher to the Hospital wing, where by now beds from Dorms were being brought down for the severely injured.
"Where's Ginny?" Harry yelled frantically.
"She was taken to the Hospital wing, mate… they think she's injured, bad" Ron mumbled, his hands in his pockets, head hung low, looking at the floor.
Harry's mouth quivered slightly, then, without warning, Harry bolted up the stairs.
He ran, the portraits clapping and cheering, he jumped two stairs at a time, hoping to get to Ginny before it was too late. Harry halted abruptly when he was the mass of injured, the crowd of beds that extended into the hallway. Neville stood over a patient, dabbing the cuts and gashes with a wet cloth.
"Neville, where's Ginny?" Harry questioned nervously.
"She's in the wing in an open bed, mate, she's broken… that last battle took a toll on her… she needs you… if she can get through it, you would be the one to help.." Neville frowned, as he turned back to the patient.
"Neville, you were amazing, your parents are proud…" Harry patted Neville's back before preparing himself he was about to see.
"Oh..God.." Harry choked as he saw her, he felt tears sting his cheeks.
Ginny lie in the bed, her shirt was nearly covered in blood, her ankle was swollen and black, there were gashes on her cheeks and arms, her wrist was identical to her ankle, her lip bled, her eye was black. Harry couldn't take it all in, she was strong, but now she was as fragile as a bird's wing.
Slowly, Harry approached her body, his tears becoming more perfuse.
"Madam Pomfrey?" Harry asked quietly.
"Oh, Harry, dear, she's hurt bad, I can't heal all the breaks and fractures she has, I have others to attend to… Could you give her some Skele-gro?" Madam Pomfrey replied.
"Of course" Harry nodded. Madam Pomfrey poured a cup of Pumpkin Juice and mixed the Skele-Gro in it.
"She'll keep it down if she can't taste it" She said, handing him the cup, "Just gently pour it in her mouth, just a little at a time. She's unconscious from all the pain her body is giving off. Now, here's the pain-killing potion, after she's gotten the Skele-Grow down, give her the pain potion, it'll let her rest and get better faster."
Harry just nodded as he took it all in, Madam Pomfrey turned and rushed quickly to the next patient who had just arrived.
"Here Gin, drink it… it'll make you feel better" Harry choked, trying not to cry while he gently held her head, slowly pouring the juice mix. After an entire life-time, the Skele-Gro was down, quietly, Ginny let out a small moan.
Harry looked at her, nervous breathing taking over him, she slightly stirred, but then lay back where she was, her breathing slowing back to slow, sleep-like breaths.
"Gin, take the pain potion, you'll sleep better so we can take long walks in the Apple Orchards, go broom flying, and all those other fun things at the Burrow" Harry whispered in her ear.
Ginny slowly took the pain-killing potion, sleeping afterwards. Harry gently climbed up into the bed, resting his cheek on her shoulder tenderly. He didn't care if he was dirty or if he was not supposed to lay with her, she was safe in his arms, that's all he needed to know as he drifted off.
Harry woke, Ginny was still asleep, he got up and sat in the chair next to the bed. He held Ginny's hand as the time took daylight away and it turned into evening. All Harry could do was sit, a worried look on his face, his head in his free hand.
"Gin, you've got to wake, your family has come and gone" Harry mumbled.
It was true, the Weasleys had come and gone, knowing that Harry could care for Ginny, knowing that he could get to them if something were to happen.
"Has she waken any?" Mrs. Weasley asked, looking intensely at Harry, her face on the verge of tears, her eyes too dry to cry.
"No, not at all" Harry spoke, getting up and hugging Molly. He didn't want to create false hope by telling her that Ginny had squirmed slightly.
A small whisper brought Harry out of his musings.
"Gin!" Harry yelled. Ginny smiled, that wonderful smile, it turned in to a painful smile.
"Arrghh" Ginny inhaled.
"Are you okay?" Harry mumbled, his face paling.
"Yeah, well, slightly, um, actually, no" Ginny whispered.
"Here" Harry urged, giving her some pumpkin juice with a small drop of pain potion.
"No, I don't need it. I'm just really sore, and whatever you gave me for those broken bones is still working… I hope" she whisper-replied. Her voice was too tired to talk, so it was merely a whisper.
"Ahh, Ms. Weasley, you're awake" Madam Pomfrey jumped, "Well, I need to perform a necessary physical."
Harry's face must have looked confused, "Mr. Potter, I'm going to ask you to leave for a moment, you can comeback when I tell you."
Harry got up as Madam Pomfrey closed the curtain in his face. After a few moments, "You can come back now" issued from the creamy-white curtains.
Harry came in, Madam Pomfrey was inspecting Ginny's abdomen, it was black as ash, there were dark purple bruises arising around the large gash on Ginny's abs.
"Gin.. your stomach…" Harry whispered.
"I was barely out of the way of a poorly summoned Sectumsempra,Harry, it was nothing" Ginny assured Harry.
"Nothing? You almost bled to death!" Harry muttered stunned as he cupped his shocked mouth in his hand.
"Harry, I'm fine, I have you" Ginny whispered.
Harry gently leaned down, and kissed the top of her forehead.
"You need a bath" they whispered in unison.
"Harry you realize you're the only one I would let wash me" Ginny mumbled as Harry gently wiped the soapy sponge across her back. The curtains around Ginny's bed had been tightly shut, so Harry and Ginny could have a private moment as Harry washed her.
"Ow" Ginny moaned.
"I'm sorry, love" Harry said softly, he had to gently wipe off the dirt around the gash.
"It's okay, Harry, after this is over, go to Gryffindor tower and shower, for me, please" Ginny looked at Harry, a soft look in her smile.
"Okay" Harry smiled, kissing each of her fingers as he washed her hands and up her arms.
"Seriously, Harry, I'm clean enough its acceptable" Ginny laughed slightly, her face wincing in a little pain.
"Ginny, I love you more than anything, I care for you when you need it, I came back from the Dead to be with you, and I just can't tell you how much I love you" Harry gently whispered in Ginny's ear as she leant against his shoulder, dozing off to sleep.
"I know, Love, I love you too" Ginny whispered.
Harry smiled, knowing his life be complete with the girl that slept on him.
Okay, totally cheesy, please understand, it was a semi-good idea… but it be hated and I won't get any reviews…
Sincerely,
G-j.a.l-H