Title: Bedrest
Summary: Harry gets placed on bedrest and isn't taking it well
Rating: K
WC: 413
Notes:
Assignment #9, term 7, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assessments)
Swimming Lessons:
Backstroke: Write about someone on bedrest
"No, I won't get back into bed!" roared Harry, "I've been stuck in bed for 2 weeks, enough is enough!"
"Harry," Ginny tried to reason, "they only let you out of St Mungo's on the promise that you will be strictly on bed rest of the next month."
"I don't care!" Harry retorted, "I saved a village of Muggles from Death Eaters and this is how I get repaid, a month of bed rest, I'm not having it."
It had been a rough 2 weeks for the young couple, with Harry's new job as an Auror almost having him killed when the Death Eaters reformed and went after a Muggle village. A number of Aurors lost their lives in the attack, Harry was lucky to walk away only losing his limbs. He had been in St Mungo's for 2 weeks, painfully regrowing all 4 limbs, now that he had them back he just wanted to be up and about and get back to work instead of on bedrest for another month.
"Harry, you need to take care of yourself, the healers wouldn't have put you on bedrest unless they absolutely thought it was necessary, you need to conserve your energy, you're still not strong enough to go back to work," Ginny reasoned.
"What if the healer was a death eater, and he is just saying that so I'll be out of the way, tucked safely in bed, while they go and attack another village of muggles?" Harry shouted, his temper rising.
Ginny snorted, "Are you even listening to yourself, if the healer was really a death eater he wouldn't have worked so hard to save your life, he would have just let you die."
"Hmm-hmm," Harry said sarcastically, "and blown his cover, that'd be just a great plan."
"Whatever, do whatever you want, I know you will anyway," Ginny said as she stormed off.
"Ginny, wait-" Harry started.
Ginny cut him off, "No, Harry, you do this all the time, you do what you want to do, not even stopping to think about what the consequences are, you can't keep doing this, you need to listen to everyone."
"Fine, I'll go back to bed," Harry sighed, "the whole sitting around doing nothing is just really getting to me, I've never been able to just sit back and do nothing."
"I know," Ginny replied as she helped Harry back into bed. "That's why I'm here to help distract you," she said with a grin.