A/N: Here's another chapter. Enjoy:))

Chapter 104: Clarifications

This time I woke up normally. No weird dreams, no suppressed memories, no Voldemort or Death talking to me. Still, I couldn't quite feel the upper part of my head. Anything above my eyebrows was numb, and all my thoughts were mixed. It felt funny.

As I opened my eyes, I was blinded by the bright light coming through the large windows of the Hospital Wing. The bed in which I was sitting was not in the dark corner as usual. It wasn't even with its backside to the window. No, the light was directly hitting my eyes. Damn light. Why was it so mean? I never noticed how yellowish it was, or how many dust particles floated inside of it. I wondered how many of them did people usually swallow in a day without noticing. Right across from me was Ron, laying unconscious on a bed, and Hermione next to him was reading a rather thick book.

I was taken away from my thoughts as soon as the door opened. Harry entered, along with Ginny, Neville and Luna.

"Hi guys. Have you talked to Dumbledore yet Harry? "

"I did. It was a rather confusing conversation and Snape interrupted us but overall it was ok I guess. I also got a letter from Sirius. They didn't manage to capture Bellatrix or Voldemort, but all the others are in Azkaban."

"Ha, Azkaban, that's a weird name. Did, did they pick random letters and mashed them together? Hahah" They looked at me confused.

"Sel, are you ok? "

"Yap, never better. You know, Ron looks weird, what's up with him?" I tried to get up and go to the space between Hermione's and Ron's beds, but as soon as my feet touched the cold stone, the floor seemed to lift itself and my whole body was soon sprawled on it. Ginny and Neville ran to me and tried to help me get up.

"No, no, I'm fine, walking is usually easy peasy pumpkin peasy pumpkin pie. But this floor has a problem with me."

"Ok, something's definitely wrong with you." They sat me on a chair and discussed what could it be that made me weird.

"I'm not weird. Y'all are weird."

"She is fine." Madame Pomfrey entered the room with a cobalt blue bottle, heading for me. "It's from the potion I gave her to numb the pain. She may be...confused for a few hours."

"I'm not confused, I'm flowy. See?" As soon as I jumped from the chair and tried to fly, my head somehow made contact with one of the beds and I started laughing.

"I think it's better if we put her to sleep until the effect passes."

"Great idea Miss Weasley."

"But I don't wanna sleep, I slept enough, please."

Five hours later, I was waking up with a pounding head and so embarrassed by what took place earlier that I didn't want to open my eyes at first.

"Please tell me you're the only ones who know."

"We are, Miss flowy. We haven't left this room since you fell asleep so we couldn't really tell anyone what a funny drunk you'd make."

"Ha ha, very funny. Now, can anyone tell me what happened after I blacked out and why do I have a huge a bandage on my forehead?"

"Well, some members of the Order appeared and helped us. At some point, Sirius almost fell through the Veil thing, which we later learned it's sort of a prison for souls or something, but Tonks managed to push him out of the way. Ron was attacked by some brain things and a Death Eater hit Hermione with something that left her unconscious, but Madame Pomfrey managed to bring her back. Ginny broke an ankle and Neville his nose but they're fine. And that's mostly it."

"No it's not Harry, you forgot the most important part. Harry and Dumbledore fought Voldemort. And Fudge saw him, so now he know the truth. And the Death Eaters were taken to Azkaban."

"Ok, Gin, but what about my forehead?"

"Well, when you got smashed into that wall, you more or less busted your head open and the nurse saw it back. It's probably going to leave a nasty scar, but who knows? Snape might be able to fix that with a potion."

"Oh, ok. Now, how, how weird was I? I mean, I only remember half of what I did."

"Hmm, let's see: you fell two times, thought the floor had a problem with you, tried to fly, danced like a lunatic, slurred your words; like I said: funny drunk."

"Shut up. I don't want to be remembered of it ever again. Oh, dear, I wish it didn't happen."

"Too late sis, that'll be a great story when we grow up. Who am I kidding, it already is."

"Harry James Potter, if you dare tell that story to anyone without my permission, I'll hex you so bad Malfoy will feel sorry for you."

"Speaking of Malfoy, he came here last night with Zabinni. It was very late, they probably thought we were all sleeping. He seemed very sad, and-" Harry interrupted Hermione.

"Malfoy sad? Well that's a first. But why was he here?"

"Who cares? You said something about Death Eaters. Who did they catch?"

"Ummm, Dolohov, Rabastan, Bellatrix's husband, Malfoy's father and some more, I can't remember who."

"Ok. Anything else I should know about?"

"Well, now everyone knows that Dumbledore was telling the truth so they know you really are my sister. Fudge wants to make you a birth certificate."

"I'm fourteen. He wants to make me a birth certificate?"

"Well, they didn't make you one when you were born, so yeah. And he'll probably drown you in apologies, like he did with me and Dumbledore, so brace yourself. Oh, and one last thing, they found Umbridge." He pointed to the bed in the corner, where I was usually placed. A plump figure dressed in pink and seemingly ravaged kept twitching and mumbling. Luna started making horse noises and she started screaming.

"She also does that" she chuckled.

"Oh my, Luna, I never thought you could be mean."

"Come on, she's Umbridge. There's no one worse than her."

"That's true as well I suppose."

Just as Harry predicted, Fudge came in next day with a couple Ministry officials to make a birth certificate for me. He also tried to place a Trace on me but it didn't work at all. The bags under his eyes told me that the last couple of days were very busy and he seemed genuinely sorry when he apologized to me. Maybe people can change after all.