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it was Ginny who first noticed the emerald orbs staring up at her when she looked up from her book. She was sitting next to Harry like she had for the past few hours. Madam Pomfrey wasn't sure when he would wake up but she said somewhere in the next few days. Well she was right because Harry Potter was now fully conscience.

He didn't say anything when he first awoke he just saw Ginny sitting beside his bed reading a book and unconsciously twirling her hair around her finger. He could see tear tracks on her dirty face and red puffy eyes signaling that she had recently been crying... a lot. He felt guilty then because he couldn't be there for her. Just looking at her like this again made him think back to the previous year, one of his best years. It made him think of all the times that he longed just to feel her touch when he was on the run, in search for the horcruxes. Now that she was sitting right next to him he didn't know what to do but just stare at her afraid that if he tried to touch her she would somehow disappear. That was when she looked up from her book and saw him looking at her.

"Hey," she simply said. Maybe there was hope for their relationship after all.

"Hey," Harry said back. He didn't really know what else to say it was calming and not awkward just looking deeply into each others eyes. The moment didn't last though before Madam Pomfrey bustled over.

"Well, it's about time you woke up Mr. Potter," she said. "How do you feel?"

"I'm fine," Harry said not wanting to be a hassle. In reality he felt like shit. He felt worse than he ever had before his whole body was sore, he felt completely drained like if he wasn't paying attention his drooping eyelids would close and never open again. There were sharp pains on all of the lacerations from his torture from Bellatrix. As soon as that thought came up though it brought up the other memories from that night.

His body slammed back against the bed and his body suddenly felt like it was on fire.

"What's happening? Is he okay?" Ginny said her voice rising in concern.

"Mr. Potter, can you hear me? You need to settle down. Your body is having a severe reaction and you need to settle down or else you are going to hurt yourself further. Do you understand?" Madam Pomfrey said laying her gentle hands on his shoulders holding them still and patting him gently.

"I'm okay now," Harry said through tightly clenched teeth as the pain slowly receded but the memories were still in plain view at the front of his mind. He slowly opened his eyes again and he couldn't stop the tears that had collected there.

"Harry," Ginny said wiping the tears away with her finger. She had no idea what had just happened but from the look of pure terror and agony in the eyes that gazed into hers she knew that it was something that he shouldn't have to face alone.

"Well, Mr. Potter, you have quite a few injuries and may have to spend a few more days in the hospital wing then you are accustomed to," Madam Pomfrey said trying to break their gazes feeling a little awkward and just trying to do her job.

"Is there any possible way that I won't have too?" Harry pleaded. He absolutely hated having to stay in the hospital wing and now that he was the hero he wouldn't have a moments rest if he would have public access all the time in the hospital wing.

"I'm afraid not unless you have a miracle performed upon you," the mediwitch said with a chuckle.

"Well I guess I can only ask for so much luck," harry said ironically thinking back once again and unsuccessfully trying to suppress the memories.

"Oh! I should probably go tell Ron, Hermione, and everyone else that you're awake. My mum would kill me if I didn't tell her," Ginny said hurrying off but promising that she wouldn't be gone long at all.

"So what is the full extent of my injuries? Some of them I wasn't exactly conscience for so I need to know what I'm in for," Harry said of Madam Pomfrey.

"Alright for one thing you have many lacerations from both a wand and a knife. They aren't too deep but the knife seems to have been laced with poison so I won't be able to heal those like I can the wand ones. The poison pretty much makes the healing process go more slowly and more painfully but there is an antidote that can somewhat lesson the pain. You also have a large bruise; I guess is the best way to put it, over your sternum so you will feel pain there for awhile. You also have multiple burns all over your body but most have been cleaned up. Your arm has an inch size hole that broke you radius so that should be in a sling for a few days. The inside of your elbow has a very deep cut that is similar to the one that you received in your fourth year so that is why there is such a large bandage located there. Let's see... Oh and it seems your lightening scar seems to have been, for lack of better words, been remade on your head again. You also seem to have some sort of mental thing but I'm sure it's just from past experiences but you will experience some pretty bad headaches over the course of a few weeks. Other than that you're suffering from blood loss and exhaustion." Madam Pomfrey said getting all that out in only a few breathes and breathing deeply by the end.

"Is that all?" harry asked sarcastically.

"Yes, I believe it is."

"Could you do me a favor and not tell everyone about this and when I mean everyone I mean the Weasley's and Hermione, I don't want them to worry."

"Well... I guess that will be alright. There is patient doctor confidentiality, but are you sure you are going to help in recovering?"

"Yes, I'm sure they have enough to deal with right now without me adding to that list."

"Okay, well here they come now." Sure enough Harry looked over and saw a bunch of red heads and one mousey brown head. They all had worried and concerned looks plastered over their faces mixed with exhaustion and tear streaks. They rushed over to where Harry's bed was and seeing him awake themselves made them visibly sigh with relief and only hurry faster towards him.

"Harry you're awake!" Hermione said loudly immediately pulling him into a tight hug. Harry couldn't help from cringing slightly as she had disturbed some of his worst wounds. Seeing this Hermione pulled back. "Oh sorry Harry. Did I hurt you?"

"No, Hermione, I'll be fine, just a little tender is all," Harry said smiling at his friend. Ron instead of jumping right on top of him held back and stood there somewhat awkwardly waiting for Hermione to release harry from her death grip before he actually said anything.

"Hey, mate, glad to see you alive," Ron said.

"I'm glad to be alive," Harry said back. This wasn't the last of his greetings though for Mrs. Weasley was next.

"Oh Harry, I was so worried. Seeing you like that in Hagrids arms gave me a huge fright but it's nice to know that you weren't really dead. How did you do that anyways? Trick the dark lord, only you could do that. But enough of that you can tell us all later what's important right now is that you are okay. How do you feel, honey? Are you in a lot of pain? You looked terrible just lying there but nothing that Madam Pomfrey can't fix," Mrs. Weasley started to rant.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Weasley. I'm not in too much pain, nothing I haven't handled before, that is. You shouldn't worry about me I'll be out of here in no time," Harry started to say before Mrs. Weasley interrupted him with more inquiries. Harry listened in and out of the conversation but what was really bugging him was something that she had previously said. He had completely forgotten that Voldemort had actually killed him. How was he going to explain that one? He didn't really want to think about it then and deal with it when it came but the thought continued to creep up on him.

"Mum, let him breath," Ron said bringing harry out of his reverie and causing Molly to finally stop her ranting before plopping herself in a chair beside Harry's bed.

"Good to see you well, Harry," Mr. Weasley said conjuring up a chair for himself beside Molly. Hermione, Ron, and Ginny did the same.

Harry learned what had all been going on while he had been unconscious. It turned out that he had been out for about two days. Bill, Charlie, Percy, and Fleur were all helping out with mourning families and trying to get things somewhat under control amidst chaos. George was locked in the Room of requirement refusing to come out for anyone or anything but food and only sometimes for that. The death of his twin was taking its toil upon him and no one expected anything less from him. Fred was closest to George; they did absolutely everything together a complete lifestyle change would be happening. When you did everything with someone your whole life and then they're no longer there everything would change and be different. All of the Weasley's had tried to get him out and nothing had worked they hoped that time would help and that he wouldn't kill himself before that time came. Everyone else just seemed to be dealing and helping where they can. From Ron and Hermione's held hands Harry assumed that they were now "official" and he wouldn't have to deal with them beating around the bush any longer. And then it dawned on him that it was over. Voldemort was dead. He wasn't trying to kill him anymore. He was free at last. Free from the burden he was forced to carry since the moment he received his scar.

"He's really gone, isn't he?" Harry said more of a statement then a question. They all looked at each other and then back at Harry realizing that this needed to be said but none were willing to actually put it into words.

"Yes, Harry, he is," Ginny simply said. "Voldemort is dead."

Authors Note- I hope you guys liked this one I think it is one of my best so far but since I tend to not read them I wouldn't really know I just know from when I'm writing them and I liked writing this so I say that this is a pretty good one. Anyways enough of that hope you guys liked it as much as I did and please review and I'll give you guys all pickles because that was all I could think about this whole week :D