From the Ashes
Chapter 2
Notes: Something not so serious this chapter. Please review, (hint hint) I could take suggestions, please don't burn me too much with your flames Jamie: My first reviewer! PS not many characters will die till a couple more chapters and I really didn't like killing off Oliver (hugs Oliver Wood poster *grins * ) Wquad - thanks for the support!
******************************************************** But even in such times as we now live, Life does go on . The boy who lived was content for now to keep his secret hidden and life like a muggle..for now ***************************************************************
Harry waited patiently in the waiting room. Why did they call it a waiting room anyhow? More like wait till you die room. He glanced at his reflection from a ornate mirror hanging on the wall, maybe if you weren't interested in the latest medical magazines (conveniently spread over the table with titles like 'What to do if you have Cancer? Or 'The latest cures for foot fungus) you'd want to simply look at yourself while you waited. He still couldn't believe the person staring back was him, instead of messy black hair he had neat medium brown hair. Dark blue eyes stared back at him, and he didn't have glasses either since he began using contacts. The scar was also gone, there were no traces that he was or ever had been the boy who lived on his face. On his body, it was a different story. He had the burn scar from getting to close to one of Hagrid's pets. He had the long since faded scar of when Uncle Vernon hit him with a fire poker. And of course, the semi new scars from Voldermort, he had received a year ago. But that had been easily explained as the results of a car accident. On hearing this, his muggle doctor had shook her head and muttered something about foolish boys and cars.
"Roberts. Joshua Roberts, Dr. Bates will now see you," a petite brown haired nurse called out. Harry nodded and strolled towards the familiar part of the hospital.
Virginia Weasley scanned the newspaper, not much was mentioned of the Dark Lord. Peach talks were going to be starting, lead by Queen Ann. But most muggles were simply clueless about the man who had taken over the northern UK. They even said his name without fear, bloody idiots. Voldermort had gone easy on the muggle population aside from destroying all known forms of electricity, setting up road blocks (least anyone escaped) and all forms of speech and press had to be censured by the Sanhedrin, Voldermort's governors, many of them Death Eaters. Virginia shook her head, that life was past. Now she was simply a normal girl, with a normal job, who didn't have to be compared to all her brothers.
"Anything good?" asked a blonde haired girl as she sat a armful of patient charts down upon the nurse station.
"Nah, same old junk," Virginia said shaking her head.
"Shouldn't you be finishing recording charts, o lowly intern?" asked Chloe with a smirk. Virginia rolled her eyes.
"They're done, give me a break," she said as she shoved the finished charts back into her friend's arms.
"I really don't understand how you do it. You have an intern here, have a full nursing major schedule that kill most students, and get a lead in the main play production of the year," Chloe said disbelievingly.
"It's a talent, I guess. Comes with the hair," Virginia answered with a smile. Chloe let out a snort.
"Hey Nia, Chloe, hot guy, room 47," a brown haired intern bounced into the room.
"Too much, coffee this morning, Lisa?" Virginia asked with amusement.
"What's his stats?" Chloe asked with interest.
"Brown hair, blue eyes you'd die over, 6 feet 2, 20 something years old," Lisa happily chirped out the information. Chloe giggled with enthusiasm. "Room 47, you said?" she asked. Virginia rolled her eyes.
"Isn't there some hospital rule about not assaulting the patients?" she asked as she crossed her arms. "We won't assault him, just check him out," Lisa replied with a grin the reminded Virginia of her twin brother's before they pulled a prank.
"So are you coming?" asked Chloe giving her a pouting look. Virginia laughed out loud.
"I might as well. But if we get busted, you two are taking the blame," she told them. Chloe looked offended.
"Like Miss Weasley could do anything against the roles?" she asked innocently. Virginia glared at her causing Chloe to laugh. "Well come on, you two," Lisa dragged the two girls (well one red head since Chloe really didn't need to be dragged)
"I hope he's single," Lisa giggled.
"I bet he's gay," Virginia said as her two friends' pulled her along.
"The torn muscles in your knee have healed nicely, Joshua," Dr. Bates told her patient with a smile as she examined Harry's knee by bending it back and forth slowly.
"Though no hockey or anything for a couple of months or you could easily damage your knee again. I'll write you a prescription for a couple of pain relievers if it becomes stiff," the middle aged doctor told him.
"Now wait here, after you do some blood work and a few exercises with a physical therapist, you'll be out of here I promise," she said after gathering up her medical supplies and exiting the room. Harry sighed in annoyance, he had to wait an hour for a fifteen minute check up? Madame Pomprey would have been shocked. Harry grinned as he could almost picture her face.
"Word out already, girls?" Dr. Bates asked with a smile as the three college girls were lined out in front of the hospital door.
"Bad news and hot guy info travels like wildfire," Lisa grinned.
"He is quite a looker, I'll give you that, but seriously don't you girls need to be doing some work?" the female doctor asked.
"I finished mine," Virginia stated. "Good then you can do his blood work," Dr. Bates said as she started walking down the hospital corridor.
"Blood work? No fair!" Chloe gasped.
"Yeah you'll get to touch him!" Lisa giggled. "You two are soo immature," Virginia said as she started rolling up her sleeves and entered the room. Her friends watched the red head enter.
"Five bucks, she falls head over heels," Lisa bet.
"Five bucks she gives him the cold shoulder," Chloe challenged. "You're on!" and both girls shook hands and waited.
The door opened once again and a pretty redhead stepped in. Harry's eyes grew wider as she ignored him and went over towards some drawers where she started getting a needle ready. Was that Ginny? The girl in the room was taller then the little witch he knew. She was wearing a tight green shirt and form fitting blue jeans under her immaculate lab coat.
"Hello, Ginny," he said. She jumped and the medical supplies slipped through her fingers before hitting the counter top with a clatter. She looked him over.
"How did...oh right my name tag," she said as she glanced down at her tag before continuing to prepare the supplies.
"I don't go by Ginny, just Virginia," she told him. Harry frowned, what was going on with her? He remembered Ron writing about his sister attending college. But little Ginny had apparently grown up, but apparently cast aside her childish enthusiasm. "You look like a Ginny," he commented with a shrug.
"Really? Roll up your sleeve please," she asked. He obeyed as swabbed a section with rubbing alcohol.
"So how 'bout a date?" Harry asked.
"Did he just ask her for a date?" Lisa whispered as Chloe leaned closer to the crack under the door. Both ignored the weird looks they were receiving from both patients and doctors who walked down the hall.
"Yeow!" the boy shouted out in pain. Lisa and Chloe both looked at each other, shaking their heads.
"Pay up," Chloe said as she got up off the floor. Lisa reluctantly forked over the cash which Chloe stuffed into her pocket looking satisfied.
Harry rubbed his arm after Ginny pulled it out.
"So I take that as a no?" he asked. The corner's of Ginny's mouth raised in somewhat of a smile. She took out her pen from her coat pocket and grabbed his hand. She quickly wrote down her number.
"This is not a yes, but a call me and we'll see," she said with a nod then left the room leaving an astounded Harry behind.
************************************************************* It has been said that it's rare to find a true joining of souls, especially when both souls harbor very deep secrets...some things are better hidden.... *******************************************************
Notes: Something not so serious this chapter. Please review, (hint hint) I could take suggestions, please don't burn me too much with your flames Jamie: My first reviewer! PS not many characters will die till a couple more chapters and I really didn't like killing off Oliver (hugs Oliver Wood poster *grins * ) Wquad - thanks for the support!
******************************************************** But even in such times as we now live, Life does go on . The boy who lived was content for now to keep his secret hidden and life like a muggle..for now ***************************************************************
Harry waited patiently in the waiting room. Why did they call it a waiting room anyhow? More like wait till you die room. He glanced at his reflection from a ornate mirror hanging on the wall, maybe if you weren't interested in the latest medical magazines (conveniently spread over the table with titles like 'What to do if you have Cancer? Or 'The latest cures for foot fungus) you'd want to simply look at yourself while you waited. He still couldn't believe the person staring back was him, instead of messy black hair he had neat medium brown hair. Dark blue eyes stared back at him, and he didn't have glasses either since he began using contacts. The scar was also gone, there were no traces that he was or ever had been the boy who lived on his face. On his body, it was a different story. He had the burn scar from getting to close to one of Hagrid's pets. He had the long since faded scar of when Uncle Vernon hit him with a fire poker. And of course, the semi new scars from Voldermort, he had received a year ago. But that had been easily explained as the results of a car accident. On hearing this, his muggle doctor had shook her head and muttered something about foolish boys and cars.
"Roberts. Joshua Roberts, Dr. Bates will now see you," a petite brown haired nurse called out. Harry nodded and strolled towards the familiar part of the hospital.
Virginia Weasley scanned the newspaper, not much was mentioned of the Dark Lord. Peach talks were going to be starting, lead by Queen Ann. But most muggles were simply clueless about the man who had taken over the northern UK. They even said his name without fear, bloody idiots. Voldermort had gone easy on the muggle population aside from destroying all known forms of electricity, setting up road blocks (least anyone escaped) and all forms of speech and press had to be censured by the Sanhedrin, Voldermort's governors, many of them Death Eaters. Virginia shook her head, that life was past. Now she was simply a normal girl, with a normal job, who didn't have to be compared to all her brothers.
"Anything good?" asked a blonde haired girl as she sat a armful of patient charts down upon the nurse station.
"Nah, same old junk," Virginia said shaking her head.
"Shouldn't you be finishing recording charts, o lowly intern?" asked Chloe with a smirk. Virginia rolled her eyes.
"They're done, give me a break," she said as she shoved the finished charts back into her friend's arms.
"I really don't understand how you do it. You have an intern here, have a full nursing major schedule that kill most students, and get a lead in the main play production of the year," Chloe said disbelievingly.
"It's a talent, I guess. Comes with the hair," Virginia answered with a smile. Chloe let out a snort.
"Hey Nia, Chloe, hot guy, room 47," a brown haired intern bounced into the room.
"Too much, coffee this morning, Lisa?" Virginia asked with amusement.
"What's his stats?" Chloe asked with interest.
"Brown hair, blue eyes you'd die over, 6 feet 2, 20 something years old," Lisa happily chirped out the information. Chloe giggled with enthusiasm. "Room 47, you said?" she asked. Virginia rolled her eyes.
"Isn't there some hospital rule about not assaulting the patients?" she asked as she crossed her arms. "We won't assault him, just check him out," Lisa replied with a grin the reminded Virginia of her twin brother's before they pulled a prank.
"So are you coming?" asked Chloe giving her a pouting look. Virginia laughed out loud.
"I might as well. But if we get busted, you two are taking the blame," she told them. Chloe looked offended.
"Like Miss Weasley could do anything against the roles?" she asked innocently. Virginia glared at her causing Chloe to laugh. "Well come on, you two," Lisa dragged the two girls (well one red head since Chloe really didn't need to be dragged)
"I hope he's single," Lisa giggled.
"I bet he's gay," Virginia said as her two friends' pulled her along.
"The torn muscles in your knee have healed nicely, Joshua," Dr. Bates told her patient with a smile as she examined Harry's knee by bending it back and forth slowly.
"Though no hockey or anything for a couple of months or you could easily damage your knee again. I'll write you a prescription for a couple of pain relievers if it becomes stiff," the middle aged doctor told him.
"Now wait here, after you do some blood work and a few exercises with a physical therapist, you'll be out of here I promise," she said after gathering up her medical supplies and exiting the room. Harry sighed in annoyance, he had to wait an hour for a fifteen minute check up? Madame Pomprey would have been shocked. Harry grinned as he could almost picture her face.
"Word out already, girls?" Dr. Bates asked with a smile as the three college girls were lined out in front of the hospital door.
"Bad news and hot guy info travels like wildfire," Lisa grinned.
"He is quite a looker, I'll give you that, but seriously don't you girls need to be doing some work?" the female doctor asked.
"I finished mine," Virginia stated. "Good then you can do his blood work," Dr. Bates said as she started walking down the hospital corridor.
"Blood work? No fair!" Chloe gasped.
"Yeah you'll get to touch him!" Lisa giggled. "You two are soo immature," Virginia said as she started rolling up her sleeves and entered the room. Her friends watched the red head enter.
"Five bucks, she falls head over heels," Lisa bet.
"Five bucks she gives him the cold shoulder," Chloe challenged. "You're on!" and both girls shook hands and waited.
The door opened once again and a pretty redhead stepped in. Harry's eyes grew wider as she ignored him and went over towards some drawers where she started getting a needle ready. Was that Ginny? The girl in the room was taller then the little witch he knew. She was wearing a tight green shirt and form fitting blue jeans under her immaculate lab coat.
"Hello, Ginny," he said. She jumped and the medical supplies slipped through her fingers before hitting the counter top with a clatter. She looked him over.
"How did...oh right my name tag," she said as she glanced down at her tag before continuing to prepare the supplies.
"I don't go by Ginny, just Virginia," she told him. Harry frowned, what was going on with her? He remembered Ron writing about his sister attending college. But little Ginny had apparently grown up, but apparently cast aside her childish enthusiasm. "You look like a Ginny," he commented with a shrug.
"Really? Roll up your sleeve please," she asked. He obeyed as swabbed a section with rubbing alcohol.
"So how 'bout a date?" Harry asked.
"Did he just ask her for a date?" Lisa whispered as Chloe leaned closer to the crack under the door. Both ignored the weird looks they were receiving from both patients and doctors who walked down the hall.
"Yeow!" the boy shouted out in pain. Lisa and Chloe both looked at each other, shaking their heads.
"Pay up," Chloe said as she got up off the floor. Lisa reluctantly forked over the cash which Chloe stuffed into her pocket looking satisfied.
Harry rubbed his arm after Ginny pulled it out.
"So I take that as a no?" he asked. The corner's of Ginny's mouth raised in somewhat of a smile. She took out her pen from her coat pocket and grabbed his hand. She quickly wrote down her number.
"This is not a yes, but a call me and we'll see," she said with a nod then left the room leaving an astounded Harry behind.
************************************************************* It has been said that it's rare to find a true joining of souls, especially when both souls harbor very deep secrets...some things are better hidden.... *******************************************************