General POV
Emergency Mediwizards Portkeyd a very bruised Harry Potter into the Critical Ward due to Jinxes. Healer Jones, the best healer, was on the job. "Ok, give me some stat. BP, heart rate." She yelled at a young Healer.
"BP elevated, weak heart rate, faint pulse, multiple contusions, possible internal. Merlin, what the hell happened? We haven't had this since the second war." The astonished Healer exclaimed.
"Not that it's our business but have you seen who it is? What else can you expect. I've heard a lot about his time at Hogwarts. Every couple of months at the Infirmary. Shoot. He's going into cardiac arrest. Get me that defibrillator, pronto."
After a full five minutes they managed to stabilize him.
Ginny POV
I sincerely hope these Healers know what they're doing because there's no way that I'm losing my love.
The way he looked when they brought him was almost as bad as seeing him dead. I hope he'll be alright after this. He's already been through too much.
Before I realized it I was crying. Crying for him, for me, for everyone. "Shh, honey. It'll be alright. He's stronger than this. But you've got to believe in him. Fight this with him – help him." Mom could have been a champion campaign manager. "Thanks, Mom. I'll do that but when can I see him? I NEED to see him now." I cried.
"Mrs. Potter? You may come with me." A young Healer came and led me to a room where he paused. "At the moment we're keeping him in a coma-induced sleep. It's for the best, he suffered a whole hell of a lot of injuries and it will take a while to heal." He shook his head. "Don't know what the idiot thought he was doing, trying to go through all he did. I mean I know he's your husband and all but from what I hear he used to do this all the time. Ugh, anyway you can go in now. But keep quiet, no kids and good luck to you." With an encouraging smile he left.
I walked to the door, took a deep breath and went inside. On a hospital bed laid a ghost of a man but none the less the most handsome man I've ever seen. Deep cuts and bruises adorned his face. His skinny frame looked ever skinnier beneath the blanket.
"Oh Harry. Why do you have to be so damn stubborn?" I started and just kept a stream of conversation until I couldn't anymore and just sat there holding his hand. His hand twitched a few times as his face twisted and a few whimpers escaped his clenched jaw. My heart wrenched every time it happened but I knew he had to work this out.
After five days he was starting to come out of his coma. The Healer came in to tell us that the kids may come and visit him real soon which cheered them up immensely.
"Now remember to visit your father you have to keep real quiet. He's still very ill but you're all big children so you'll do the right thing for me, won't you my darlings?" I heard my Mom's voice down the hall.
"Yes Nanna. Do you think Daddy will like our card? All of us helped make it." Lily said proudly.
"I know he'll love it. Through the door you go. Remember."
Four heads popped in through the door. I motioned them to come closer and they all came running towards me. I gave them each a big hug and told them how proud Harry and I were of them.
"Mom, is Dad going to come home soon. 'Cause I – uhm, we really miss him." Albus stammered.
"As soon as they take this stupid gown off me I'm gone, you can bet your broom on that" came a raspy reply from behind us.
