Chapter 4: Recoveries

The Healer worked over Harry. She knew this was not good. The boy's family was outside waiting to see if he was alright. He had lost more blood and had been moved roughly in his state, so his injuries were a lot worse. No this could turn out very badly. She wheeled Harry down to the surgery room. He was going to need Muggle treatment. She and the other Healers began to work furiously, finally being successful in: completing a Muggle blood transfusion, fixing his mangled right leg and fixing the area around his punctured lung.

Ginny paced the hospital waiting room outside Harry's room. Suddenly she became strangely tired and leaned against the wall for support. Her father helped her as she climbed over to a chair. A Healer came down the hallway. She was not the Healer who had been with them the rest of their time.

"Mr. Potter was wheeled into the Muggle surgery room about an hour 's too risky to use Magical procedures in his condition. The fixing of his punctured lung and right leg went easily and successfully. The blood transfusion proved to be difficult, but he has pulled through it." Everyone let out breaths of air they didn't know they'd been holding. "However, he is in even more danger of losing his life and before he is allowed to leave St. Mungo's it will be nearly 2 months. Depending on how fast he gets better, of course."

"Thank Merlin..."Molly sighed, sinking into her chair. Beside her, Ginny breathed a sigh of relief.

"You will be allowed to see him, "The Healer said, looking at Ginny. "He will be even more sensitive to things such as loud noises, and outbursts. And for his sake, I do hope that other boy does not come back again. How he could do that..." She muttered angrily. "Why don't you all come with me and you can go see him in the Recovery Ward? Follow me."

Ginny stood up from her chair, stumbling in her haste to see Harry. "Whoa, sis, don't hurt yourself! " Bill joked, catching her as she fell. "Wouldn't do to have both of you in the hospital!" She smiled weakly.

They walked down the hall in silence, Bill helping Ginny when she tripped.

"Here we go, " the Healer said, ushering them into a room. Harry lay on the bed. He was barely awake and looked very tired.

"Hey Harry, " Ginny said quietly, sitting down next to him and gently holding his hand. "I love you." His eyes shone at the words, and she could tell her feelings were reciprocated. She looked up and him and nearly gasped at how much worse he looked. Scars covered his face and forearms. His left arm was in a sling again and there were fresh bandages on his torso. He was still hooked up to breathing and blood purifying machines. There was also a monitor that measured his heart rate. It was beating steadily. Through the hospital gown, large, deep cuts were slashed. They were starting to heal, but still looked immensely painful. Bloodstains covered his body, though he was cleaned up quite well.

"Gin," he said. "I love you too. How's your stomach?"

"Oh, it's fine. I threw up a couple of times after....well, I'm not sure if that was from nerves or being pregnant. I definitely feel positive about the pregnancy though. Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?"

"I dunno. I think it might be a girl. I just have this feeling. "

"Me too. Can't explain it, really. Just instinct I guess. Well, I'm going to say it's a girl. What do you think, mum?"

"Well, you two being the parents, it would make sense that you could feel the gender of the baby before it's born. The fact that you feel it's a girl shows that the baby is indeed magical, so no need to worry about having a squib!" she laughed. At this the mood lightened and they continued to talk for a while.

Harry yawned, " I'm sorry, I'm just so tired. Long day, I guess."

"It's alright dear. Why don't you and me go home and get some rest, Ginny? God knows you need it."

"Alright," Ginny agreed reluctantly. " Goodnight Harry, love you." She said to his sleeping form.

The week went by in a flurry of wedding plans and visits to St. Mungo's. Unfortunately, despite the Healers' attempts at keeping Harry's stay there a secret, the information was leaked to the press. They were able to keep the photographers at bay for the most part, but it wasn't long before someone got a photo of Harry sleeping in his critical state. Ginny was quite upset by this, as it was in the Prophet, but they had gotten all the facts right.

HARRY POTTER IN CRITICAL CONDITION AT ST. MUNGOS HOSPITAL

Amanda Shwimmer

Daily Prophet

I am one of many shocked people to learn that Harry Potter, the Chosen One, Savior of the Wizarding world, was checked into 's Hospital just over a week ago. Mr. Potter was rushed into the Emergency Ward in the morning of last Monday, after being found in awful condition by his fiancé, Ginny Weasley and her mother, Molly Weasley.

Mr. Potter was clinging on to life by a very strand, when his "best friend" Ronald Bilius Weasley, fellow member of the Golden Trio, came in to supposedly "say goodbye". Potter was tortured before by means of physical and spell violence. It was rumoured that an Unforgivable was used, but no one will confirm the rumour. Potter was again tortured by spell violence, and was sent in to have Muggle surgery. It was successful, though he is still in a critical state. " He will probably be staying here for a good two months," stated an anonymous Healer.

The article had made front page news and there was a picture of Harry with blood smeared on his pillow from a split lip.

"Molly," Arthur's voice emanated from his silvery patronus. "I have news. The ministry feels that there is no need for a trial for Ronald, therefore he has been sentenced to Azkaban for a total sentence of 13 years. Dementors took him away about 20 minutes ago." Molly sat down and wept for her youngest son.

"I can't believe he would do such an atrocious thing!" She cried. Ginny put a comforting arm around her mother's shoulder, though she was still seething from the article. "I know he deserves it but OH ! I c-can't bel-lieve that he could do this!"

"Sorry..." Ginny barely had time to mumble this before she ran to the nearest washroom to vomit. "Oh, mum, I think the baby is healthy! Am I starting to get a bump?" she asked, pulling her robes tight and turning to the side.

Molly gave a watery smile. "Oh, just a little one. Yes, it certainly sounds as though the baby is healthy. Oh!!! I'm going to be a Grandma!!! " Her mood was brightening by the second.

"And Harry and I are going to be parents!" Ginny squealed. "I'm going to be a Potter!! I can't wait until Harry is healthy again," she said her mood turning more serious. "I feel so lonely being at the Burrow without him. And then I'm without Ron because of what he did. I feel like there are two pieces missing to the puzzle. Ron, and Harry. One of my brothers isn't going to be at my wedding. I wonder who Harry will chose to be his Best Man. Maybe Bill. I know that I want Hermione to be my Maid of Honor. OH! HERMIONE! She must be more upset about Ron than me! Harry told me that in the middle of the Final Battle, she kissed him and they got together afterwards."She rambled on, almost talking to herself by now. "I need to go see her now! She went to Australia and with everything that's happened, she's probably only seen the article in the Prophet this morning! " She ran towards the fireplace. Throwing a pinch of green powder in she shouted, 'The Grangers!'