A/N: You're so kind, and I truly appreciate your patience :D I will try to update more often from now on. Here's something you probably will be excited by. ;) Coldplay - The scientist.

Chapter 25 – The scientist

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be this hard

Oh, take me back to the start

I was just guessing at numbers and figures

Pulling the puzzles apart

Questions of science, science and progress

Do not speak as loud as my heart

~WWW~

The healers had told me that my energy and magic had taken a turn by the meeting. It had been a few days since and I hadn't been allowed to see anyone but my trainer and one other healer. I had some weird magic meter that checked the strength and energy in me. Apparently, energy was the first key to great success of making magic.

I called "Expelliarmus" and my trainer´s wand flew right from his right hand and into mine. I smirked. It felt good to be able to use my magic again. It wasn't as strong or as good as before but I had something! It was second year-magic but I was pleased. I felt confident walking from training – rather than irritated and blue.

"Excellent Miss Granger. Very good. We have done a couple of easy spells now and I wonder if you're in the mood of trying something more difficult?"

"Do you think I am ready?"

"I'm not sure. Do you?" I thought about it. My trainer was always sneaky and always wanted me to make my own decisions. 'You're an adult, you should decide.' was a classic one. But the other healers treated me as a child and I had almost got used to it by now; maybe I needed someone to take care of me.

"Do you have something in mind? Maybe I can decide from that." I tried

"No. You have to surprise me. Nothing to hurt me, though; that you know." I had tried to cast a spell that would've hurt him once, but my magic hadn't worked so he wasn't hurt. Which I had known, but he hadn't believed.

"Descendo" I said and waved my wand and the test door in front of me sank. The room we trained in had several objects that were used for experimenting. We usually trained by the door. Some objects in the room looked quite weird and I sometimes wondered what spell that had hit them.

"That's okay. The door followed the spell's purpose but the spell isn't difficult enough. Do you want another shot?" I nodded and thought about my book of spells. I smirked. This was…

"Confringo" and the door exploded into flames which made my trainer jump several meters away. I laughed and then cast a spell that made the fire stop. The door was slightly black, though.

"We have such high recommendations and letters from all your teachers at Hogwarts. I don't know if it is due to the war or due to the lack of magic for so long that made you decide to use this spell. I said I didn't want to get hurt!"

"Did you get hurt?"

"No…"

"Then there's no problem. I just wanted to check it out. It is a safety-training room…"

"Very well. I'm not letting you decide anymore today. But I won't let you back to your room just yet. Do you know anything about The Patronus Charm Miss Granger?" My mind went blank and I felt blood drain from my face. This charm had so much memory in itself. Not just how to produce but what it had meant. I thought about when Harry made hundreds Death Eaters disappear from Sirius and himself. I thought about DA when I saw my otter for the first time. Or Fred's beautiful white flowing hyena.

".. nger?"

"Wh- What?"

"You floated away for a mom- you look pale. Are you alright?"

"The… the charm creates many memories sir."

"Do you want to sit down?"

"I'm okay. Thanks anyway. It's … I've been through a lot."

"We all were affected by the war, Miss Granger. But I know you fought eye to eye with Voldermort." I quickly looked at my trainer and saw fight and power within his eyes. There were few people who dared to say Voldermort's name; even now after his death. I saw sadness as well; then I knew he had lost someone due to the war. Maybe this charm wouldn't just help me, but him as well. I wanted to make him proud. I wanted him to see that the girl that killed one part of Voldermort's soul isn't weak. I am strong. My voice started off as a whisper but increased.

"I am the brightest witch of my age. Expecto Patronum!" and white fiery light drifted from my wand and an otter appeared. It swirled around my body and we held eye contact before it flew away to my trainer. I saw his smile. He was proud.

~WWW~

I was allowed to the hospital's diner for the first time. It was empty but it didn't matter; it was a sign that they had hopes about me. My now main healer came and kept me company. I was able to talk with her so it felt good.

"We have thought about something, Miss Granger..." she stated

"About what?" I said with my mouth filled with food. She raised an eyebrow and smirked. She knew I was eager to speak when I had the opportunity.

"Well, nothing is settled but I just want you to know that your energy is increasing tremendously. We are so proud of you! The meeting with Frederick Weasley really was something. I have actually wondered a lot about him both since he brought you here but also since your fantastic meeting." She looked at me and it felt like she was expecting me to speak up. I didn't feel like talking about it, though. "Don't you want to tell me anything, Miss Granger?"

"We met the first time when I was placed in the Gryffindor House. He sat there and cheered at the first years; he and his twin brother. His little brother was also placed in Gryffindor and I had met him on the Hogwarts Express."

"Did you become friends?"

"Not at first. I was a very ugly duckling in my first years and didn't care a lot about anything but studies. I met Harry and Ron later… we became friends at first."

"I have read a lot about the trio. You're quite famous all three of you."

"Yeah, it's a bit weird. Fred and George tried to prank me all of the time but I out-smarted them. Fred saw interest in my quickness and how to avoid them. So he made the first step into friendship."

"Beautiful."

"It was great… simple but loyal friendship. Later, about the last years we found love. And… yeah."

"You've been together happily ever after since?"

"No. No. My magic left me two years ago… I left the wizarding world. I came back… I can't really explain it. It's complicated but I think… I hope it will be better now. I'm getting better, right?"

"We believe so. That's actually why I came here. We are, as I said, thinking about something. We are thinking about letting you go home for a while."

"Really?"

"Maybe. A couple of days or so."

"Home to mom and dad?" a small smile spread onto my lips

"That's the thing. We are in need of measuring your energy and magic and we need you to be able to perform simple but yet necessary magic. Therefore, you can't be at your parent's. We are truly sorry about that. We have talked to Mrs. Weasley and the Burrow isn't an option at the moment. We heard your friend is a bit sick."

"Is she alright?"

"She's fine. Worn out a bit. We gave them some tips about how to make her feel better and we updated them on your improving health. She's going to be back to normal shortly."

"That's great. But if I don't have anywhere to go why would you tell me the news?"

"We owled a couple of your friends and some were maybe able to have you come over. Your friend Luna Lovegood lives 500 kilometers from here, but has a place for you to live. We think it is a bit far away so we want to encourage you to not pick this option. You were also able to live alone at Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley's apartment. But, as we have told you – we don't want you to be alone yet so this isn't a good option either. Even if it's close by."

"Is there anywhere I can live?" I really wanted out…

"Yes. One place. We think it might be a bit tough on your health and therefore it's your decision. The people who live are alright with it."

"Spit it out, then!"

"At George and Fred Weasely's."

"Oh…"

"Oh?"

"I wasn't expecting them to allow it."

"Why?"

"… so much back in the past."

"I know that. But it will only be a couple of days, and we will be in contact with you at any hour if you need to. You will have your measurements with you and you will have to follow our schedule. You have to practice magic every day; not only making the dish clean itself."

"Okay… "

"You will be able to choose when to leave and come back. We have maximum of days of course."

"Will I be able to speak?"

"Yes. Your throat is almost healed. If you don't scream or anything else that will damage it we see no problem with having you off the muting charm."

"Thank you!"

"Do you want to be free again?"

"Yes. Very much. When?"

"Tomorrow if that's okay with both sides."

~WWW~

I went to bed early. It had been a great day. A lot had happen and wow… I couldn't describe the feeling I was having. Fred had wanted me to come. I was nervous at the same time… What did this mean? I wanted to sleep early so tomorrow would be here quicker. I was trapped in the state between sleep and awake; and for the first time I did not appreciate it. I wanted to dream. I needed it. I needed him.