AN: Sorry this chapter was so late in coming. I think I rewrote it about 7 times. But I'm finally happy with it, and I hope all my readers are too. Enjoy!
Sadey had been unconscious for about two days, and everyone was starting to get extremely worried. Of course, they were nervous about her condition when they heard about her, but the all assumed she would wake within a few hours. But that was clearly not the case.
In the meantime, Harry never left her side, leaving Hermione to sleep with Ginny. He would doze off next to her, but would wake a few hours later, swearing he had felt her move, or heard her say something. Hermione's heart went to her friend. She knew how much he cared for her, and was sure they were meant for each other. She, of course knew about the Prophecy, and Sadey had talked about telling Harry the day she fainted, but she thought it best not to bring up the situation when both Harry and Sadey were in such a fragile state.
On the third morning, Harry was asleep at Sadey's side, her hand held tightly in his, when her fingers began to stretch and tingle. Harry slowly woke up, and felt this. As he looked upon her face, her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled weakly at him.
"Hey there," she said, rather hoarsely. Harry smiled widely at her, and rushed forward, wrapping her in a hug, and hiding his face in her hair.
"I've been so worried," he said, sitting back, and helping her to sit up. When she was comfortable, he reached up and placed a hand on her cheek. Sadey reached up and grabbed his hand tightly, as her eyes closed gently. "What happened?"
"I don't know, really. I guess I was just worked up," she whispered weakly. Harry leaned forward and kissed her gently on the cheek.
"You must be thirsty. You've been out for three days. I'll get you something," Harry said, reluctantly letting go of her, and smiling at her, glad she was awake. When he closed the door behind him, Hermione was standing there, with bated breath.
"Well? Is she alright?" she demanded.
"She's fine. I'm just going to get her something from the kitchen," Harry explained happily. Hermione let out a long sigh, and pushed past him to see her. He made his way down to the kitchen, and got a small glass of water, and some toast for her. Everyone in the entire house followed him up the stairs to the small room Sadey was in. Hermione was sitting on the bed next to her, silent tears streaming down her cheeks, but she was smiling none the less.
"Oh, Hermione. Don't cry! I'm fine, and nothing will happen to me, I swear. You don't have to worry," Sadey was saying, reaching over and placing a light hand on her friend's shoulder. Hermione nodded, but happy tears kept streaming down her face.
"I'm just so happy you're okay!" Hermione cried happily, leaping over and wrapping Sadey in a hug. They both giggled slightly, but when they noticed everyone at the door, Hermione stood up smiling and let Harry sit down with her. He gave her the glass of water, and set her plate down on the table beside the bed.
"We're so glad you're alright dearie!" Mrs. Weasley said shakily. She put a hand up to her forehead, but went back downstairs to finish making lunch. Sadey took a slow sip of water as everyone watched her, easing into a state of relaxation. She looked around at everyone, and laughed croakily.
"You all are acting as if I had died. I'm fine. I just need to rest a little," she said smiling at them all. "You all go and do whatever. It's going to be very boring watching me eat toast and drink water."
They all grinned, happy to see her sense of humor in tact. They slowly made their way downstairs, but Harry stayed with her.
"Hermione told me you've been up for the three days I was out. You should probably go and eat something," Sadey said, placing a hand on his. He shook his head stubbornly.
"Mrs. Weasley's been bringing me something to eat everyday. Besides, I've been watching you lay still in that bed for three days. I want to see you move about," he said, leaning across and kissing her forehead. She smiled and closed her eyes for a moment.
A few hours after she awoke, Sadey threw the blankets back and swung her legs across the side.
"Do you think you should be getting up?" Harry asked worriedly. Sadey looked over at him with an eyebrow raised.
"It's my body, I'll bruise it however I want," she said with a laugh, testing out her legs. She stood up slowly, and almost immediately fell down. Harry caught her, but helped her to stand. She took a few steps, and slowly she began to walk down the stairs. The house was astonishingly empty.
"Everyone must be outside. Do you want to go see?" Harry asked. Sadey shook her head.
"It's nice with the house quiet. I just want to rest," she said, putting her hand against the couch. Harry nodded, and sat down on the couch. Sadey sat with him, and laid her head against his shoulder. Harry put his arm around her, and pulled her close.
"I hope you know how much you scared me the other day," Harry said lightly. Sadey giggled, and rested her hand on his chest.
"Well, for my defense, I didn't mean to." Harry looked down at her. He believed that she truly was the girl for him. He had liked Cho, and they had a fling, but he never felt this way for her. He didn't even feel as jealous watching Cho with Cedric, than he felt watching Sadey with George. He chose his next words carefully. He didn't want to seem cheesy, but he wanted her to know how much he cared for her.
"Sadey, I don't want to be scared like that again. I thought I had lost you. I thought I knew pain before, but watching you struggle like that, and not seeing your eyes open was the most painful sight I had ever seen. You may not believe me, but I really think I've fallen in love with you," Harry said softly. Sadey listened quietly, but her stomach did the biggest flips she had ever felt. She opened her mouth, but he stopped her. "Before you say anything, I just want you to know that I care for you more than anyone in this world could. And just in case you say anything about how this can't be love, remember Romeo and his Juliet. He loved her, the instant he saw her."
Sadey watched him with an expression of envious happiness. She was at a loss for words, so she leaned over and kissed him deeply. She couldn't believe that a week ago, she had assured herself that she could be happy without him. The thought was now impossible.
When the kiss broke, Sadey looked Harry in the eyes, and touched foreheads with him.
"I love you, too," she whispered. But at that moment, her parents appeared in the fireplace. Sadey jumped away from Harry instinctively, as her parents rushed towards her.
"Sadey! Are you alright? What happened?" her mother, Diane, demanded. Her father, Richard, kneeled before her, and hugged her tightly.
"Mom! Dad! What are you doing here?" Sadey asked surprised.
"Mrs. Weasley owled us and told us what happened. Are you alright? Did he do anything to you?" her father asked protectively, nodding in Harry's direction.
"What? No, I'm fine! Harry hasn't done anything bad to me," Sadey said in his defense. "Where's David?"
"He's coming. Oh dear Wizards, what happened to you?" her mother exclaimed. She held Sadey's face up, and turned it from side to side. Then she opened Sadey's eyes widely.
"Mom, I'm fine. I just fainted again," she said quietly. Her mother looked at her sternly.
"Honey, this has got to stop. We have to go to Saint Mungo's, Richard. She has to be examined," Diane said to her husband, not bothering to keep her voice down. Harry looked at Sadey questioningly, but Sadey only shrugged at him. Suddenly a rush of flames erupted in the fireplace, and a boy of about 18 stepped out. He looked almost identical to Sadey. The most prominent feature they had in common was their smile. Harry was guessing that this was David, Sadey's older brother.
"Thank the Wizards, you're alright," David said, rushing forward, and hugging her tightly. Sadey grinned, and hugged him back.
"Ah, the typical, protective, older brother. Look who's made a full recovery of his own!" Sadey said excitedly, holding him at arms length as he kneeled in front of her. He smirked at her, and nodded. "Now you all are acting as if I've died, and by some miracle came back to life! I'm fine, really. Everyone here has taken excellent care of me."
"Well that's good to know," Mr. Hutch said, hugging her tightly to him. "You're my little girl. I don't know what I would do if I lost you," he added, stroking her hair.
"Dad!" she groaned, trying to get out of his grasp. When she finally managed it, Harry cleared his throat quietly. Sadey looked over at him, and gave him an innocent smile.
"Sorry. Everyone, I want you to meet Harry Potter," she said grabbing his arm and pulling him closer.
"H-Hello. It's nice to meet you all," Harry said nervously, under the watchful gaze of Sadey's father and brother.