The Battle Has Been Won

Flashes of light. Bolts of lightening speeding through the air. Screams. Crashes. The battle has been going on for hours. Bodies littered the hallways, the lawns, the classrooms. Getting hit by spell after spell. Walls collapsing over you. Darkness.

Ron sprung up from the bed screaming.

"Ron! Ron! Get a healer in here now George. Ron, its Bill. Calm down. You are alright. You're in St. Mungos. Calm down. You're safe now."

"Bill? What happened? How did I get here?" Ron questioned, a confused and scared look in his eye.

"You were brought here after the fighting was over. You were badly injured, but you're going to be okay now. Voldemort is gone. Harry did it. " Bill told him, relief spreading across his face.

"What about everyone else? Is everyone okay?"

"We're okay. You and Harry are the last two here. It's been 3 months since the final battle. Charlie was injured when a wall fell on him.."

"I remember that."

"Good. That means your memory is still intact. Fred lost an eye. He and George say they have to stay together now- one to hear and one to see" Bill chuckled.

Ron grinned. "Gits."

The door opened and a healer entered the room followed by a red head parade. Molly rushed to Ron's bedside and hugged him, only relaxing when Ron grunted in pain.

"Oh my baby boy, I am so sorry. We thought we had lost you for good" Molly cried.

"Hello Ron, I am Healer Taft. Let's see what we've got here shall we?" The healer ran his wand over Ron's body. "Are you remembering anything?"

"Yes. Bill told me about Charlie" Ron smiled at his brother who was standing at the end of the bed, tears running down his face. "I remembered the wall falling."

Charlie laid his hand on Ron's foot. "Do you remember want happened after that? Do you remember pulling me out and saving my life Ron? You saved my life."

Ron looked at Charlie, then to his dad, who was nodding. "Ron" Arthur said, "You are a hero. You may not remember everything, but you saved a lot of lives that day."

"Oh tish tosh" said Molly. "We have time for all of that nonsense later. I say we just enjoy our Ronnie coming back to us."

"Right in one!" stated Healer Taft. "Welcome back son. Now, we need to discuss your injuries and tell you what to expect from this point. Do you want your family to stay?" Ron nodded yes. "Okay. You broke your left arm, your left leg, and every rib. You had a lung collapse and a head injury. You were hit by two different slicing spells, but apparently they just grazed you. You will have to have therapy for your broken extremities. Your lung and the areas affected by the spells have healed. We are going to have to do a few more tests to see the extent, if any, of your head injury. Do you have any questions?" Ron shook his head no. "Okay, I'm going to let you have some time with your family. I'll send someone in later to talk to you and your family about your therapy. We're glad to have you back Mr. Weasley." The healer smiled at Ron and his family and left the room.

Ginny, who had been sitting in the corner stood up. "Well, I guess I'd better go let Harry and Hermione know Ron is awake."

"No, don't" Ron said. "I just want to be around my family right now. My whole family Gin. Please don't leave." Ron looked at her with such an earnest expression that it made her burst into tears.

"Oh Ron! I'm so sorry I was so mean to you. I don't know what came over me. You were right. If you hadn't have had everything planned out so well, we would have lost so many more people. Please forgive me."

"Ginny, get over here. Right now" Ron said and smiled at her. Ginny ran across the room and flung herself at her brother. Mrs. Weasley started to pull Ginny off of Ron, but he gestured that it was okay. When they broke apart, Ron looked around and said "Okay what is all of this hero business about?"

"Well, perhaps I can help enlighten you and your family can help enlighten me" came a voice from the doorway. Kingsley Shacklebolt stood at the door, his massive body filling the space. "We have a lot to talk about Ron."