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Chapter 2 Is it Really Love?
He didn't answer her for a few seconds. "What are you doing here?" he said finally.
"I'm the Deputy Nurse. I've been here for nearly six months. And you haven't been in here once, so tell me what happened." She looked at him, concerned.
He sighed, and lay back down on the bed. "I was fighting someone…I can't remember who. He went right, I went left, we collided, he sent some weird spell at me, and then I fell into a ditch or something." He paused. "I think something's broken," he said, going green as he tried to move his leg.
"Yes, there are quite a few things broken." Ginny said, flustered. She retrieved a leg splint from the drawer and attached it to his leg. That would have to do for now. "I'll heal that later. Tell me about this spell." She grabbed her wand from her back pocket and began to clean him up. She healed some minor bruises, and fixed his wrist as he talked.
"I really don't know. I didn't feel anything, though, so maybe it was a dud?" he said, eyeing her uncomfortably. "I'm sorry, Gin, this feels weird. We haven't seen each other for almost 5 years, and we're speaking to each other as if we were strangers."
Ginny sighed. She still loved him. "Look, Harry, technically we are. And I have to get you fixed up so you can get better, okay? So just tell me what else hurts," she said, cleaning blood from his chin. He had a bloody nose, too, she realized, healing that as well.
"Ginny…I…well, about the past few years, I'm sor—"
He was interrupted by a scream coming from the entrance to the medical tent. Ginny rushed over. "What's going on?" she asked, urgently. The man on the stretcher was writhing wildly, and looked as if he was in more pain than Harry had ever been in.
"Dunno…didn't see…something with the Avada…" one of the men carrying the body said quickly.
"Move." No one moved. "MOVE OVER NOW OR I WILL MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE HIM!" Ginny said powerfully, pointing at the man on the stretcher, and reminding Harry frighteningly of Mrs. Weasley and Professor McGonagall, all at once.
The men hastily stepped aside, and Ginny performed a complicated spell that stopped the man's screaming. "Put him over there, on the bed next to the window. Give him water; he'll be fine in a few days. And next time I tell you to move you bloody well do it or I stand by what I said before." The men laid him down on the bed, got his water, and hurried out. Ginny turned back to Harry, whose nose was bleeding again.
"Wow," was all he could manage, grinning slightly. "Where did you learn how to do that?"
Ginny didn't smile. "At medical school." She turned to heal Harry's leg.
"No, I mean the yelling…although, the spell was amazing too." He smiled at her, one of those smiles that used to make her knees go weak. This time, it only made her love him more, but also realize how much she hated this war and how badly he treated her the past few years.
"I get it from Mum. Don't move." She healed his leg, and she noticed that his shoulder was hanging strangely. "Sheesh, is there anything you didn't break?" She stood and moved behind his bed and prepared him to have his shoulder put back in its socket.
"Ok, so Harry, distract yourself." On a better day, she would have distracted him herself, but today was not a good day.
He barely managed to say 'Why?' before he shouted in pain. She shoved his shoulder back into where it should have been.
"Merlin, why'd you have to do that? Couldn't you just heal it?" he asked, massaging his shoulder.
"No," she answered tersely. He had 6 years of terseness to pay off for, anyway. She healed his nose again, and went to check on the man who had been brought in screaming. As she was making sure he was alright, Harry wondered if she hated him for leaving. She probably did. But now's the time to make up for it, he vowed to himself. Voldemort's almost gone. This should be good.
He smiled, and leaned back, but winced when he realized his leg was bleeding again. Hadn't Ginny just healed that a few seconds ago? He saw how she handled that screaming man; she was no amateur. So why was he losing so much blood?
"So…much…blood…" Harry passed out just as Ginny ran over to his bed.
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