((Still Ginny's POV, kthanks))
"She just kinda... fell over"
"I thought she died..."
"Me too."
"Will she be okay, Poppy?"
"Well, I-"
"Ginny!"
I groaned. "Oh my head..."
"Oh my Merlin, you're okay! Thank goodness!" Hermione nearly screeched. As if my head didn't hurt enough already?
"What happened?" I asked to no one in particular.
"A lot. It is best you rest, Miss Weasley." Dumbledore, who was next to me, spoke softly. I was grateful for that.
"I want to know what happened..." My head thumped loudly.
"It was crazy..." My head jerked to the left.
"Draco!" I screamed. I'm such a hypocrite. A small smile brightened his face. I jumped from my bed and hugged him. "Are you okay?" There were scratches and bruises all over his arms and legs, including a large scratch on his face. His hair was still stained from the blood. I couldn't've been out for very long. Draco put me back into my bed. "Who defeated him?" I asked my audience.
"You did." Harry stated, looking at me. A smiled stretched from cheek to cheek.
"No, I mean... who stopped repeating the curse?"
"You did!" Harry repeated himself. I wont lie, I was very confused.
"No..."
"Yes!"
"Why did Voldemort stop transforming?"
"You see, Miss Weasley, five years ago, when Tom Riddle possessed you, he left a piece of him within you. Today, when he was transforming, the dominant, good side of you refused the curse, broke his barrier and took down his shield. Then, you subconsciencously stopped his body from transforming. That's where Harry came in." Dumbledore explained.
"Harry was equipped with the power to counteract Voldemort's curse. It came when the prophecy was broken in the Department of Ministries at the end of last year." Hermione added.
"You should be proud of yourself, Ginny." Dumbledore finished.
"I think I'm still confused... So, is Voldemort dead?"
"Sort of... yes."
"Why did I pass out?"
"Well, because Tom left a piece of him in you, a piece of you died when he did. Your body couldn't handle a piece of itself dying like that. You still need to rest." I wish Dumbledore would stop insisting rest.
"I told you she wasn't breathing"
"Wait, did I die, too?"
"Only for about an hour." Oh my Merlin.
"Draco carried you here. We all thought you were gone, Gin." Harry's green eyes flashed from jealousy to concern.
I tried to keep a thought still in my mind, but so many things were running through. Madam Pomfrey walked towards me, bustling about how lucky I was and how much rest I need.
"Virginia!"
"Mum?" Harry and Hermione cleared the way for my family. Mum led the pack towards me and squished me with hugs.
"Oh Virginia, how are you? I'm so glad you're okay! Professor Dumbledore told us you died! Oh I love you so much!"
"I love you too, Mum. You're hurting me" I replied.
"Oh, right" she said, and stopped hugging me so much. "Professor Dumbledore, I do wish to speak with you, though. Mr. Malfoy as well."
Dumbledore nodded and my parents left the room with the crazy ol' Headmaster and Draco trailing behind.
"Geez, sis, I thought you were done for!" George said... or was it Fred?
"Yeah, really. We left the store with just Norman handling customers." Fred said... or George? Well, the other twin! Norman? Who-?
"Oh, we hired Norman to help with the shop. He's a part-timer." One of the twins said, apparently seeing my confusion.
"Good to know you'll leave the shop if I die, guys." I replied with part sarcasm and a smile. They grinned,
"You are our only sister, ya' know." They said simultaneously.
"What's the full story, though?" I'm pretty sure it was Fred that time.
I bit my lip in thought, "Uhm, well...-" I was interrupted by Harry. He explained the whole thing, in detail. He even included how Draco helped us.
"So, my sister's a hero" George said.
"No, MY sister's a hero" replied Fred. They fought for awhile, and finally decided on a truce.
My parents, Dumbledore and Draco walked back into the infirmary while the twins were shaking hands.
Dumbledore spoke first, "Miss Weasley, your parents wish for you to go home for the remainder of the school year. I have agreed to let them take you."
I was shocked. My eyes went wide and my mouth fell open. "What? No! Wh-what if I refuse?" Dumbledore only shook his head.
"Ginny, we want to take you home. You'll be safe and you can recover properly" my mother said. I was so angry. Didn't they know the story of what happened? I had to stay here. I had to finish my classes. I had to be with Draco!
Dumbledore spoke, "Mr. Malfoy also agrees. He thinks it's a wonderful idea and acknowledges that you will be safer there during your healing process."
I looked at Draco. He smiled weakly, trying to make me agree that it was the right thing to do. His eyes looked so sad.
I glared at Dumbledore, then my parents, then Draco. "How could you?" I screamed at Draco. He was just going to let me go home and not see him again? Maybe he didn't really care about me. Was it a lie?
"I've had a House Elf pack your things for you, and you'll leave after Madam Pomphrey makes an examination."
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That's a good place to stop. If I have ANY readers left, how about a review? Just for ol' times sake? Please? I promise another chapter in a week or so. I know that's an empty promise to you now, but I'll show you in a week! I'LL SHOW YOU! Hehehe D
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