When I Wake
Chapter 1:
Disclaimer: Hey guyz here we go another story. Just a word of warning this story contains rape and suicide, so don't read on if u don't like that sort of stuff. I don't own nething cept the plot so yeh read on!
Harry woke up with a huge headache. Damn hangovers why did alcohol have to cause so much discomfort the morning afterwards? He couldn't remember a thing from last night, all he knew was it was awesome fun. They had to happen more often. He walked down to the common room and found Hermione and Ron arm in arm asleep on the lounge. Harry smiled; they were perfect for each other. He left them there and walked to the great hall for some breakfast.
Harry had been sitting there for about and hour just slowly ploughing through his breakfast and reading the Daily Prophet when Ron walked over and sat down next to him.
"Ey an" Harry said through a mouthful of food.
"What?" said Ron looking puzzled.
Harry swallowed all the food in his mouth, with some difficulty, and began again.
"Hey man" he said.
"Oh right, hi" said Ron.
"I take it you enjoyed last night then?" Harry questioned.
"Hell yeah, well what I can remember of it was fun" Ron laughed.
"Me to, we need to have one of those more often" exclaimed Harry.
"Most definitely" Ron said.
"Where's Mione?" Harry asked.
"u'airs 'eting 'essed" said Ron unsuccessfully through all the food in his mouth.
"Umm how about you swallow before you say something" Harry said.
"You can talk" said Ron smiling.
"Shut up. Where is she?" Harry asked.
"Upstairs getting dressed" said Ron taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
"Oh okay. Well if you'll excuse me I'm going to the hospital wing to get some headache tablets. See you at Quidditch Practice" Harry said getting up.
"Okay see ya then" Ron said.
Harry had just left the hospital wing when he heard someone calling him.
"Harry" said Ginny.
"Yo" Harry replied.
"Umm what time's Quidditch again?" she asked.
"Two o'clock sharp okay" Harry said.
"Okay" she said and ran off.
Harry decided to go to the common room and get some of his potions homework done before Quidditch. Snape once again had set them a two page essay on the proper making of a sleeping potion which Harry found boring because it was so easy.
He sat down and began to write on the page when he felt a strange feeling like he was being watched. He turned around and no one was there. So he turned back around and wrote again. But soon enough the feeling was back so he turned around and grabbed the air behind him.
"Ouch" came Ron's voice.
"Hey what the hell are you doing with that?" demanded Harry.
"I dunno having fun I guess, want to come out early with me and practice seeing as how you're the captain and I need all the practice I can get if were going to win" said Ron.
"Okay I'm sick of this essay anyway. Meet you back here in five okay?" Harry said.
"Okay" came Ron's reply.
Harry raced upstairs and grabbed his firebolt and whistle and raced back down. Ron was already waiting for him.
"Ready" he asked.
"Yep" replied Harry.
"Let's go then" said Ron.
They walked down to the Quidditch pitch and into the change rooms. Harry dumped his stuff and walked onto the pitch. He swung his leg over the broom and kicked off. The cool autumn air was pleasant in his face. This was where he belonged, in the air flying a broom. He could see Ron out of the corner of his eye doing his best to keep up.
"Come on you slow poke" Harry yelled out behind him.
"Hey shut up, I'll catch you" Ron yelled back.
So this game of cat and mouse continued for a while until Ron tried to be tricky and surf on his broom while travelling to fast. He fell off and landed on his head.
"Ron are you okay?" Harry yelled and flew down to him, dismounted and knelt to the ground. He was unconscious.
Luckily Ginny had arrived right then so he called her over.
"Ginny run up and get a teacher that isn't Snape okay" he said.
"Okay" was all she said and she ran up to the castle.
Meanwhile Harry started to try and revive Ron by slapping him on the face.
"Ron, Ron, wake up" he said.
He still remained unconscious. Ginny had returned and she had brought with her Professor McGonagall.
"Potter what's the matter" she said examining Ron.
"Ron fell off his broom onto his neck professor" Harry said.
"Okay well I'll get him to the hospital wing, you stay here and inform the Gryffindor Quidditch team that training is off" she said levitating Ron's body.
"Yes professor"
She left Ginny and Harry alone to tell everyone that practice was off.
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After he had told everyone Harry raced up to the hospital wing to find Ron propped up on some pillows talking to Hermione.
"Ron thank god your okay" Harry said.
"Just a fractured neck. That's all, except madam Pomfrey won't let me leave until tomorrow" he said.
"Why?" asked Harry.
"Because she said if there were any other injuries she missed they would present themselves within the next forty-eight hours so I have to stay" he said dully.
"Well I'm sure she has your best interests at mind" Hermione said.
"Yeah I guess" he said.
So they sat and talked until Harry and Hermione left for dinner.
Harry sat down next to Hermione at dinner. Harry noticed she was a bit subdued.
"It's alright Hermione he'll be fine" he said putting his arm around her.
"Yes I no I just can't help worrying" she said.
"Don't worry madam Pomfrey is looking after him. She's the best person who Ron could be in the care of okay, so stop worrying and eat your dinner" Harry said pulling his plate towards him.
"Okay" Hermione said smiling.
When Harry finally got to bed that night he was exhausted.
"What a day" he muttered.
He rolled over and fell into a deep sleep which involved a dream about Ginny telling him he was suspended from school for losing the Quidditch match.
A/N: I hope you like it. Yes I know about what I said in the disclaimer it is coming okay I promise. If you have any concerns please review it and tell me. I wrote this on a spur of thought so tell me how to improve. Thanx guyz!