Disclaimer: I own nothing, except Kyran Lynch. Kinda. But the rest is the amazing Ms Rowlings!

A/N: Hello my trusty story-companions. Haha! This chapter is fairly boring. But shmeh. And thankyou to ICECREAMROCKS dont dis me and RhianTheWallflower once again for helping me with meh writers block. I know what your thinking: 'Writers block? That was short.' And yes, yes it was because they helped me with it! Yay. Ok.. so on to le story!

Chapter 9: The devil escapes hell.

I woke up to the tell-tale smell of disinfectant that comes with hospitals. I kept still for five minutes-ish when I heard someone enter my hospital room. I was about to sit up and alert them to my consciousness when they started conversing in low whispers. Obviously, they didnt want to be heard. And I know it's wrong do eavesdrop. But from the voices I knew it was Harry and Ron and they shared everything with me!

"We can't tell her! What good would it do! It would only scare her." Came Harry's calm tone. There was the sound if Ron exhaling before he spoke.

"But If she knew she could be on high alert! When she is on high alert she's like.. unstoppable." Ron said, almost urgently. I didn't have to look to know his face was completely red.

"Yes I agree, but I still don't want to worry her." There was a pause as I felt their pitying eyes turn on me. Then Ron sighed, defeated.

"Ok fine. But I am staying by her side at all times. Even if it means enduring hours of dress shopping." I heard the grimace in his voice and Harry's chuckle. "I mean it bro, I would do anything for her."

"I know you would Ron. We both would." Was Harry's reply. And as they moved around ti sit by my bed I clamped my eyes shut and pretended to be in dream land. After a few minutes of Harry holding my hand, however, I no longer had to pretend as I drifted off.

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When I came round again it was to a room full of noise and chatter. I wasn't sure I was up fir much attention. So, carefully, I opened my eyes the tiniest bit to see who it was, hoping noone would notice.

"Everyone! SHE'S AWAKE!" There was a loud cheer as I glared at the twinkling blue eyes right infront of my face.

"Ginny.." I whined, but I didn't have a chance to get out my full lecture before I was being pulled into a big, cosy, warm hug that smelled of flowers and pancakes by, yep you guessed it, Mrs. Weasley!

I was engulfed by hug after hug. So much so that the twins jumped onto the bed either side of me in perfect synchronization and started acting ill, just because they thought I was getting too much attention. After everyone backed off to give me space I noticed Mr and Mrs. Lynch in the corner with Kyran (who appeared to be quite.. bored? Some fiancee he was). I waved half-heartedly to Mr and Mrs. Lynch (who had tears in her eyes) and they rushed forward.

"I'm so sorry dear! I didnt know that would happen! I never knew Draco would... I'm so sorry!" She said. Hugging me tightly. I smiled back encouraginly.

"Thats ok, Mrs. Lynch. Really, It isn't your fault!" After she sobbed some more, Mr. Lynch guided her away. Thats when I felt his stare and looked around to see Kyran on the other side if my bed.

"Hi" I said. He sighed.

"Hi" was his simple reply. Typical. I was about to open my mouth and retort when he continued. "How are you feeling?"

"Umm... fine." I said, quite taken aback at his politeness. He nodded back.

"Good, that was a nasty spell he hit you with." When I merely blinked at him he straightened up. "Well get well soon." And he made to move away.

"Kyran." He turned.

"Yeah?"

"Thankyou." At this he smirked.

"Come now, what sort or fiancee would I be if I hadn't done that!" I blushed at this. Dang it! He always made me blush.

Just then loud voices came from the hallway. Saving me from answering.

"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY HARRY! NOW SHE HAS TO KNOW" came Ron's shout from outside. Followed by pounding footsteps.

"Ron. Please just wa-" Harry voice stopped when the door swung open and Ron strode in. Harry behind him.

"Umm.. Mione. I'm sorry I didnt tell you this sooner.. but we didnt catch Malfoy." He waited fir a reaction, but when none came forth he continued. "And we just found out.. that he helped Malfoy senior escape from askaban."

If not for the circumstances I might of laughed at the irony.

The devil himself had just escaped from hell.