"Funny, ain't it?
Games people play...
Scratch it; paint it, one in the same.

We couldn't find them,
So we tried to hide them,
Words that we couldn't say!"

Ron and Hermione looked down at Harry. He stirred briefly. He slowly opened his eyes, and quickly shut them because it was too bright. He muttered something. "It seems our sleeper has awoken," Ron said.
"Hmm....where am I?" Harry had no idea where he was. He let his eyes get adjusted to the light, and looked around. It was a wizard hospital! He tried to sit up but found he couldn't so he just lay there. "Hmm.... How am I still alive?"
"Well, to answer your first question, you are at a hospital, and for the second, we aren't sure," replied Hermione. She gave him some chocolate. He munched on it slowly. "Ginny is recovering in the other room as well."
He sat up quickly, too quickly. He felt sick, but it didn't matter. "She's alive? How?"
"I don't know, the whole thing is a mystery. How the whole room became littered with grass and flowers is beyond all of us. He is dead Harry, now that he's gone, what are you going to do?"
Before he could answer, a voice asked, "He's up?" from behind the curtain. "Good, I'll need to ask you to leave us alone for awhile. I'll need to make sure he is okay."
The left as a doctor came in. She knelt down next to him. "So, your Harry Potter, huh? Well, everything seems fine physically. Though something interesting has happened, your scar, it's gone. Magically is something different. When you came in, your magical portion of yourself seemed to be completely drained. It was like you were a muggle. So, I'll place a restriction on you not to use magic for a week. At the end of the week you will need to come in so we can check you out. See if you need to wait a bit longer." She smiled at him. "You will also need to find a new want once you have recovered. Also, on a personal note, thank you. I owe this peace to you, and what you did. You will be able to head home in a day I would say." She smiled and left the room.
Hermione and Ron came back in. He looked at them. "Ginny is still alive? Where is she?" He wanted to see her. He had been so afraid of waking up and finding her dead, that he wanted to go and make sure she was really alive.
"She was worse off then you are, and she is still unconscious. Harry, what happened in there?" Ron answered and asked.
"I'm not sure, Voldemort used the killing curse on me, but Ginny got in between it. She died in my arms. After words, I was too angry to really know what I was doing. It just all came out." He looked around his room. "I want too see her. Please, help me get to her room." Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Hermione went out and asked the nurse if it was ok, and after getting an ok from the nurse, she came in and nodded. They lifted Harry up, and they hobbled over to Ginny's room.
He came over and sat down in a chair next to Ginny's bed. He reached out and grabbed Ginny's hand and felt for the pulse. It was there. She was really alive. He let out a breath of relief. Ron and Hermione looked at each other and sat down in some chairs in the room. He held on to her hand. He reached up and stroked her hair. She seemed so peaceful.
He turned around and looked at his friends. They talked for awhile. Harry looked at the unconscious form of Ginny. He slowly stood up and left with his friends for his own room. He lay down in the bed, and fell asleep fairly quickly. His friends looked at each other and left the room to head to their respective homes. He will be there when he woke up, they were sure.
When Harry woke up, it was about 7 in the morning. He sat up, ate some food, and went out to the hallway. The nurse looked up at him. "Ready to check out?" He nodded, and she came over, had him sit down, and gave him some forms to fill out, scheduled the appointment for in a week, and asked how he was going home.
"I'm not planning on heading home just yet, one of my friends is still here and I would like to stay till she wakes up." She nodded her head, and asked where she was. She was going to get him a comfortable chair so he could stay with her. He told her, and she nodded, and went to the room with him. The nurse brought a chair for him to sit in. It was a chair that the husband sits in when the wife has had her baby and he stays with her over night. He sat down in it. After awhile, Harry heard a noise coming from Ginny's bed, and he asked them to be quiet. He got up and walked over to her bed.
She was starting to stir. He looked down at her face. Her eyes started to flutter. She was waking up. Her eyes slowly opened. Harry looked down at her, and held her hand. Her eyes opened but then quickly closed, the light being too bright. "Hello Gin, glad too see you're alive," Harry said. She looked up at him, and then held his hand as well. She smiled weakly at Harry.
Ron and Hermione came over and smiled at her. "The other sleeper has awoken then, huh?" Ron asked. She nodded. The doctor came in, and asked Hermione, Harry and Ron to leave. Ginny shook her head and asked the doctor to let Harry stay. The doctor nodded. Ginny was told that she would be able to go after a night of staying here, and then come back in a week. She was told basically the same thing that he was told. After the doctor left, Harry looked down at Ginny and squeezed her hand. She looked at him and started to blush. He quickly let go of her hand. "I'm glad to see your alive Ginny."
She nodded. "Didn't I tell you I would be there with you when you woke up." He smiled at her and nodded. "So, now that Voldemort is gone, what is the great Harry Potter going to do with himself?" She smiled shyly at him.
"I'm not sure." He shrugged. He heard a tapping at the window and looked up and saw an owl. He went to the window, let the owl in, and got the letter off, and it settled down on a perch, to take a reply back. He looked through the letter. He looked up, "Well Gin, I think I'll go teach Defense against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts." He smiled at her reaction and gave her the letter. She read through it. It was an official invitation from Dumbledore to come and teach Defense against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. She smiled at him.
"Well, I guess you probably have enough experience at it." She grinned at him. "So, should I call you Professor Potter yet? Or will you wait for that?"
"Shoot, that means I will be your teacher, doesn't it?" he looked at her. "Oh well, Harry will be fine with me." He wrote his reply and gave it to the owl, and sent it on its way.
"Where will you be staying for the rest of the time for the summer?" she asked hopefully. She wanted to talk to Harry a bit more over the summer.
"Think your mom would mind me coming over for the summer?" he smiled at her. She nodded her head. He wrote a quick letter, and went out and asked it to be owled over to the burrow. He came back in and they continued talking for awhile.
"Harry, shouldn't you be heading to the Burrow soon?" He shook his head.
"I'm planning on helping you home tomorrow, and I was planning on staying here with you. Unless you want me to leave." He looked at her.
She blushed and shook her head no. "That's okay, you can stay if you really want to."
He smiled and they continued talking till she fell asleep. The next morning, they got up, and signed Ginny out, and left for the burrow.