When Harry finally awoke from his black out he had no idea where he was, he felt slightly more refreshed then when he last remembered things, but he was still a bit woozy. Ron noticed he was awake, and went and got the others to tell them. Everybody's eyes were red shot probably from all of the crying they had encountered, and they were all saying things at once to Harry.

"Harry your up!!" Hermione gasped, acting on impulse wanting to squeeze him into a huge bear hug, but decided against it.

"Yeah, I guess I am, what happened?" Harry asked to whoever was willing to answer.

"Well you were sleep walking and talking in the common roo--" ginny started

"Yeah Yeah, I remember that part.. but where am I?" Harry Interupted

"Well your at St. Mungos right now, you had a severe panic attack, and they're trying to get you stabalized. And don't you EVER scare my like that again harry!" responded Mrs. Weasley firmly, as a single tear fell down her cheek. You could tell she thought of Harry as her seventh son, and she thought she almost lost him too. Just then Harry's nurse walked in and started shooing away everyone.

"Visiting hours are over, please at his state only two people visiting next time though. He needs his rest" Said the strict old nurse, whom Harry eventually developed a dislike for.

"Bye Harry" they all said in unison.

"Bye." responded Harry as he drifted off into his first peacful sleep in what seemed to be ages. The dream was of him and Ginny and all of his closest friends at a dance in hogsmeade, during the winter, while the snow was falling. They were all laughing and smiling, and so cheerful. "Why did such laughter seem so foreign to him now?" Harry thought to himself, as he was pulled back into reality by a familiar voice calling his name.

"Harry... Harry..." It was Ginny.

"Whaa-- What time is it?" responded Harry with a groggy voice.

"Umm.. somewhere around 12:30" Ginny responded, Harry looked around, sure enough it was pitch black, it was just around sunrise when he last awoke, did he sleep through the whole day, Harry began to think. But his thoughts were distracted as he heard a sniffling noise, when he looked up tears were falling down Ginny's face. It hurt Harry to see her in this state, he never wanted to see her like this, it just put him farther down in the dumps. He tried to comfort her, but he was pretty helpless laying there in a hospital bed with a hospital gown on. Then he got side tracked yet again thinking about how hideous he must have looked, but tried to shove the thoughts to the back of his mind. He reached out his hand and ginny grabbed it, this helped him force his way up, then she layed her head on his shoulder.

"I'm just so confused Harry," wailed Ginny, her voice muffled by the now wet hospital gown, her tears seeming to lessen "I'm so selfish, I should be sad I mean my brother just died, but yet I'm happy because you didn't die. I feel like voldemorts twin"

"Oh Ginny, don't ever compare youself to voldemort, you wouldn't be feeling like this if you were voldemorts twin." And with that they embraced into a huge hug in what both exhausted Harry, because he was so weak at the time and was gripping Ginny so hard, and comforted him beyond compare. If you payed extra attention you could see a small tear form and fall down Harry's cheek, because he was just as confused as everyone else. They stayed locked in that hug for what seemed like ages, until Ron and Hermione walked in, did they part. Ron and Hermione were both holding hands and Hermione still had red puffy eyes like she did earlier, Ron was trying to comfort her saying that Harry was fine, but she insisted that she wanted to see it with her own eyes.

"Oh, there you are Ginny... we were just coming to see Harry, we didn't know there was already someone in here.. We'll come sometime else" Hermione sniffled while trying to signal to Ron that they should leave NOW.

"Oh it's ok, what the nurse doesn't know won't hurt her.." Harry suggested, trying to break the ice. For the most part, the rest of the night consisted of them sitting there in pure silence, but it was one of the best things that had happened to them in a while. Every once in a while someone would bring up a happy memory they once shared, like when they had their first DA meeting, but soon they all drifted into sleep. Everyone's dreams, except Harry's whom seemed to be sleeping peacfuly lately perhaps becuase of all the medicine, consisted of the night that seemed so long ago; but in reality it was only just a couple of days ago.

"Madame Pomfrey, I was not there to witness this, all I know is he's in bad shape" began Mr. Weasley

"Oh dear, my have I got my hands full. I wouldn't say this is the first time I've seen Harry Potter and fixed him up, but I'm afraid this time it's out of my hands, this is no magic that's been done, this is an emotional wound that needs to be patched up soon." Mrs. Pomfrey murmured while checking on Harry.

"Well what can we do, we can't just let him die after everything he's been through--" Mr. Weasley retorted

"Oh goodness no, how dare you suggest that I'd do such a thing, he needs to be sent to St. Mungos. The only question is how do we get him there, he is in no shape to side apparate or travel by floo." Madame Pomfrey interupted

"Well... I have that car..." suggested Mr. Weasley

"Well I guess that'll just have to do" Madame Pomfrey sighed while joining in on the efforts of getting the now collapsed Harry outside of Hogwarts into the car. Harry was muttering the words 'must kill him' as the car pulled up to St. Mungos.

Ginny awoke with what seemed to be a chill shooting down her spine, wishing that she would never be reminded of that awful night again, so she resorted to snuggling up to Harry.

The nurse caught Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all in the room at the same time, but decided that since Harry was showing significant improvement perhaps this was alright. On the occasions where Ron and Hermione were getting a bit of fresh air; which they all knew they were really just taking a brisk walk under the hot summer sun, maybe occasionaly stopping to snog each other, or look at each other and proclaim how amazing the other was, or even just sit in one spot embracing each other in a huge hug with both of them crying and letting out their feelings. Meanwhile Harry and Ginny would use this opportunity to talk. They talked about ordinary things, everyhing from how sparks lit when they first laid eyes on each other to how glad they were the war is finally over. Harry was gaining his strength, and his mood was getting better, you could see this by the twinkle in his soft green eyes. Harry really loved Ginny, and almost everybody had realized this, but he felt that this time they shouldn't rush into things, they should just go with the flow. One especially nice day, Hermione and Ron were out on their usual walk, and Ginny and Harry started talking about the year they were apart, and how painful it was without each other.

"What are we going to do about this year Harry, this will be my seventh year, I can't just skip it." stated Ginny

"I don't know Ginny, but let's not think about that far in the future," Harry whispered into her ear as he began to cradle her in his arms, while he stroked her firey red hair.

"It's just, I don't ever want to have to go through that again, I missed you too much!" Ginny sighed, trying to hold back her tears.

"I did to ginny," Harry responded as he drew a breath as if he was going to say something else, but at that instant he got lost in those deep brown eyes that belonged to Ginny Weasley, and instead he just pulled her closer. Just as their faces were inches away from eachother, the nurse walked in.

"Woah," retorted the nurse feeling slightly embarrased, though she could tell she wasn't the only one by the look of the deep shade of pink now forming on Harry's cheeks. "Sorry Harry, I was just coming to... well you're stable enough to go now, but that doesn't mean you'll be able to go off fighting any dark and powerful wizzards, you hear me?" Just as she was finishing her last sentence Ron and Hermione walked in. Hermione realized what was just about to happen moments before they walked in, but Ron never fully caught on.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA," laughed Hermione as she clutched her stomach from all of the laughter. This only made Harry and Ginny's cheeks turn a slightly darker shade of pink, if that was at all possible. "For once," Hermione started, gasping for air "It wasn't Ron who walked in on you two."

"Huh? umm, ok I don't see how this is funny, but whatever." retorted Ron just as he himself began to laugh. Which made the mystery of why laughter seems to be contagious come about, because soon everyone in the room started laughing, even the nurse! Though mind you Harry and Ginny were still quite embarrased, but soon came out of that shell.

"Wow, I'd have to say this is the first time in a long time I've actually laughed." Stated Harry, which made the rest of the room stop and think, they all agreed that it was the first time in a long time for them to. I think this was the moment that the reality of the war truly being over hit Harry the most, and this only made him more happy.

"But did I hear what I just think I heard," butted in George who seemed to be out in the hallway alone probably crying, "You get to leave tommorow!"

"Yeah, I guess so, but won't it be hard without well.. you know" suggested Harry, not wanting to say Fred's name.

This seemed to break the moment of pure hapiness to a horrible silence that they all hated.

"Well let's not think about it right now, we should celebrate!" Ginny proclaimed.

"I think you should celebrate tommorow when all of you have rested, besides it is getting dark outside." retorted the nurse, the voice surprised the others because they had forgotten she was still in there.

"Aww.. well I guess, we should probably go eat something.. see ya' later Harry" echoed everybody.

"Bye..." Harry responded as he began to think about what lay ahead for him.

A/N: YAY! I edited the chapter. For everyone whom I confused with my rather large typo or whatever you'd like to call it. It's finally gone! HOORAY!