"I'll never understand why they insist on having children play that stupid game! Each and every time someone manages to get hurt! But no! They still have to play that game! As if…" The complaining mutters of Madam Pomfrey were a welcome sound for Fred's ears. The nostalgia accompanying them brought a sad smile on his lips, as he remembered her scolding him when he and his twin would end up in the Hospital Wing. Those were the days, the days which were so carefree, so full of childish fun, before they had to face the world, and the war…. He sighed. The war. Everything had crumbled when the war had begun again. Shaking the thoughts of those dark days from his mind, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.
"But how-?" "-am I alive?" Harry finished. "Because of Voldemort's foolishness and Mum's sacrifice. Remember when he took my blood in the graveyard? He thought he was making himself stronger, but he unknowingly tied me to life. As long as Mum's sacrifice was alive, I was tied to life. That's why I lived even after he cast the Killing Curse." Silence engulfed the group, as they absorbed what Harry had just said. Harry had decided to stop the memories for now, as he could see that his parents, godfather, and the person he saw as an uncle, along with Tonks, who had slowly become one of his closest friends, were too emotionally exhausted to watch any further, and all they had seen till now, grappling with the fact that all that had been reality, not some horrible nightmare. He sighed. "Come on, let's go home" They all broke out of the trance that they had sunk into. Sirius nodded, and one by one, the whole troupe Floo-ed out of the room.
"When are you going to show them the next memories?" Ginny asked, handing her husband a cup of tea. "Not now, I don't think they'll be able to take it" Harry sighed, running a hand through his hair. "They didn't take it well, did they?" "No." he said, frowning. "I don't blame them. It was my worst fear come true, and I'm sure theirs too.' She said in a soft voice, her eyes haunting, "Gin, you know I had to!" "Yes Harry, but it doesn't make it any easier to think about, and neither does the fact that you are alive now, change the fact that you died, even if it was only for a few minutes..."she shuddered again.
"Gin-" Harry started to say, only to be interrupted by a patronus-
" , come to the Hospital wing at Hogwarts now! It is very, very urgent!"
Both the Potters exchanged confused looks, as Harry resignedly stood up to change and leave, again.
A very short chapter, I know, but I had to put something up! I am suffering from this huge writer's block where I have no idea what to write, but I still tried my best! =)
Also, A Very Happy New Year 2013 to everyone! =)
And, I was hoping someone would make me a cover image for my story? I'll dedicate my next one shot to you! ^_^