Chapter Ten
Harry and Ginny landed on top of each other just outside of the front doors to Hogwarts. "Ouch." Harry said, "That really hurts." Ginny was confused for a minute until she realized that she was lying on Harry's groin.
"Oh, Harry, um, er, I'm sorry!" She said, standing up, blushing. "I didn't mean to." She said, looking down at him.
"That's ok." He said, struggling to speak. "Could you help me up though?" He asked. Ginny grabbed his arms and pulled him up. Harry bent over in pain. "Could you never do that? I would have rather stayed in that small shack than have you fall on top of me were it hurts."
"You're the one who didn't want stay." She said, starting up an argument.
"I don't care, just open the door. Please?" He said, looking up at her. (Just remember, his is in pain, so imagine him saying this while bent over and in pain. Actually, it's kinda funny if you think about it!) Ginny rolled her eyes and opened the door. Harry took one step and fell over on the stone cold floor in pain. "Oh god." He moaned.
"Harry, does it hurt that much?" Ginny looked at him, concern all over face.
"Duh." Harry said, looking at her like she was stupid. "What do you think?"
"Well, when I get really pissed off at my brothers and always kick them there, they usually get over the pain really fast. Well, except that one time when Percy screamed at me for being a thirteen year old girl, who had a massive crush on somebody, and being spacey because he was all I could think about, now, he really got hurt, because he started cursing the guy out, and."
"I don't care, love, but really, this hurts. Can you do something about it?"
"Sure, but if you call me Love, can I call you Poppet?" Ginny asked, looking at him pleadingly.
"Nope, please. Do something about the pain." Harry was still on the ground, and he still was in pain.
"Fine. Paioucues Dissapariuos." The pain was suddenly gone, and Harry stood up.
"Thanks love." Harry kissed her deeply on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her, as did she. Her arms found their way to his collar, and then to his hair. She started running her hands through his hair, when he broke off. "We need to go to Dumbledore." He said, taking a deep breath. "Why?" Ginny asked, confused.
"Well, we need to tell him that Voldemort's gone."
"Oh. Lead the way." Ginny said, gesturing for him to lead on. "Harry, your leg's bleeding. You should stop by the hospital wing to get that cleaned up."
"I'll do that after we talk to Dumbledore. Let's go." Harry walked down the hallway and Ginny followed.
***
Ron was frustrated. Harry was just like a brother to him, and always thought Ginny was crazy to even like Harry, and if they ever got together, he would be happy for the two. But now, he was mad. Ron didn't know what was going on in Ginny's life and when it involved Harry, Ron got a little scared. He trusted Harry and all; he just didn't trust Harry with his little sister.
Ron was walking down to the marble staircase that lead to the entry hall, when he heard voices. "Thanks love." Ron knew that voice, it was Harry's.
Later, he said, "We need to go to Dumbledore."
"Why?" Another voice said. It was Ginny's.
"Well, we need to tell him that Voldemort's gone."
"Oh. Lead the way." Ginny said, gesturing for him to lead on. "Harry, your leg's bleeding. You should stop by the hospital wing to get that cleaned up."
"I'll do that after we talk to Dumbledore. Let's go." The two started walking towards Ron, and he hid in the shadows. What happened next was about to make Ron pass out. Harry stopped, put his hands on Ginny's face, leaned close to her and kissed her. Passionately. He couldn't take it. Ron stepped out of the shadows.
"What do you two think your doing?" Harry, still kissing Ginny, who had her arms around his neck, looked up. He stopped kissing her, and she wheeled around in fright.
"Why, hello Ron!" She said enthusiastically. "How are you tonight?"
"I should be asking you that." He said, looking at Harry and Ginny with disgust. "Ginny, you aren't pregnant are you?" Ron said, looking at his sister.
"Ron, what do you think I am?"
"I don't know. I really don't want to know."
"I still am a virgin. You don't have to worry." She said, looking at him like was crazy.
"Well, that's good. So, Harry, mate, where did you take my little, and only sister?" Ron asked, still suspicious.
"We, um, killed Voldemort. Didn't we Gin?" Harry said, looking down at her. He put his arm around her and pulled her close to her. "And we really have to get to Dumbledore." Harry took Ginny and dashed off to the Head Masters office. To Harry's luck, a perfect was leaving Dumbledore office, and they ran in after the prefect left. They climbed the marble staircase, followed by screams of the prefect about being out of beds after curfew. Harry knocked on the head masters door. A voice from with in said, "Come in," and the two entered.
Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, hands folded, looking at the window. He looked up at the two and smiled. "I thought I would see you two."
"How did you." Harry asked.
"I saw you two arrive. My window over looks the front doors." He said with a smile. "So Mr. Potter, Miss Weasley, I believe you both have a bit of explaining to do." The head masters eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Well, what happened is." Harry launched in to an explanation of the day's events, trying his hardest to leave out all the parts with him and Ginny, basically the whole story with out all the 'fluff' between him and Ginny.
"Hmmm. And exactly how did the Dark Lord die?" Dumbledore said, looking down at Harry. "Because he didn't drop dead. You did something. And I presume it has something to do with Miss Weasley. Perhaps true love by any chance?" He knew, Harry thought. Harry was starting to feel dizzy, and didn't feel well.
"Um, Professor, I um, don't feel too well." He said, losing color.
"Harry!" Ginny said, "Your losing blood! He needs help!"
"How is Harry losing blood Ginny?" Dumbledore asked, standing up. Dumbledore walked around his desk, next to Harry. There was a huge gash in his leg, and it was bleeding profusely. "How did he get this?"
"Harry tripped over a rock back at Godric's Hollow, I think. Ya, he did, I remember."
"This is not good. Ginny, could you go fetch Madam Promfrey? She will be able to heal the wound, but I don't know about the blood. He has lost an awful lot if blood." Ginny ran from the room and to the hospital Wing. With in no time, Madam Promfrey was up in Dumbledore's office, having a fit over Harry.
"He should have come directly to me. Who was with him when this happened? Who ever it was should have brought him to me, even if they had to put him in a full body bind. I don't know how this will turn out, he has lost a lot of blood." She was tending about Harry, laying the unconscious Harry on the floor, away from his blood, and elevating his leg. "This is what muggles do, I hope to God it works." She said. She drew out her wand, and muttered a few words, and the wound was smaller. "I don't want to heal it completely, he'll get an infection." She said a few more words, and a stretcher appeared, and she levitated Harry on to it. Madam Promfrey brought Harry to the door, when the door opened, and Filch stormed in.
"There is a student that is bleeding all over the floors Professor!" He screamed.
Dumbledore calmly told him, "As you can see, we have found the student. Please go clean all the blood up before any students can see it." Filch left, muttering under his breath. Madam Promfrey left after him, levitating Harry along side her, and was closely followed by Ginny and Professor Dumbledore.
***
Ginny held Harry's hand the whole way down to the hospital wing, and even when he was lying in his bed for three hours still unconscious. (A/N: How cute!) Then, after what seemed hours, he came around. Ginny was still holding his hand, sitting in her chair, and rocking back and forth. Her eyes were closed, and she was muttering "Please wake up. I need you too much. Oh God, let him live."
Groggily, he looked up at her and said, "Gin, I'm here." She looked at him and started to cry.
"Oh, my god, your alive! Oh Harry!" She put her arms around him and hugged him. "I'm so happy you're here."
"Was I going to leave or something?" He asked her, propping up his elbows.
"Well. I was afraid, since you lost so much blood and all.." she said, before she was interrupted by Madam Promfrey.
"Oh good, your up. Here, drink this." She handed him a vile full of a light blue, almost clear liquid that was steaming. "Well, drink up. It's a blood restorer. And it will give you some more energy. Now, drink up." Harry put his lips to the vile, and sipped the liquid. It tasted like ice, even though it was steaming. He soon drank the whole thing and handed the vile to Madam Promfrey. "Now, Mr. Potter, drink this. Its Dreamless sleep Potion. You know how it works. So drink up." He drank that as well, and suddenly fell into a dreamless sleep.
Wow. This is a long chapter. See, I need to answer so questions. Ron is so mean because one, he is an over protective git, and I learned yesterday that git is supposedly a swear word in Britain, and it's not in the US, so there. Ron doesn't want Harry with Ginny because well, he doesn't want anybody with Ginny. Its kind of like if my little sister got a boy friend, even though she is really little, I would get mad because she is my little sister, and I don't want anything bad to happen to her. Ron is like that. And he wants to send Ginny home because she is suicidal, and people with over protective brothers, and parents to who you have always been their little girl, want you home so that they can take care of you. Because at Hogwarts, you have your own lives, and not everything is so controlled like it can be in a home environment. Lets see, other questions, oh ya. Why Ginny wants to kill herself. See, way back in the second book, Ginny was setting the Basilisk on people, and she couldn't do anything about it. For some reason, JKR has left a sort of mysterious side to her, because Ron doesn't pay that much attention to her, and nether does Harry for that matter, and she is tired if it, and wants out. She has no friends, the only one she loves won't pay attention to her, and I could cry right now because that is all sad to me. I read this one fic, and I was in tears by the end. So, anywho, I'll stop blabbing on, and let you do the thing called 'review' so ya. Remember, 50. That's my goal. And you are the only people that can help me reach that. I don't know. I'll try to review my own story and see if I can. If so, I'll tell you, and you can read it. So, for now, thanx to all who have done the very much possible. Reviewed. I love you all. And thank you.
Harry and Ginny landed on top of each other just outside of the front doors to Hogwarts. "Ouch." Harry said, "That really hurts." Ginny was confused for a minute until she realized that she was lying on Harry's groin.
"Oh, Harry, um, er, I'm sorry!" She said, standing up, blushing. "I didn't mean to." She said, looking down at him.
"That's ok." He said, struggling to speak. "Could you help me up though?" He asked. Ginny grabbed his arms and pulled him up. Harry bent over in pain. "Could you never do that? I would have rather stayed in that small shack than have you fall on top of me were it hurts."
"You're the one who didn't want stay." She said, starting up an argument.
"I don't care, just open the door. Please?" He said, looking up at her. (Just remember, his is in pain, so imagine him saying this while bent over and in pain. Actually, it's kinda funny if you think about it!) Ginny rolled her eyes and opened the door. Harry took one step and fell over on the stone cold floor in pain. "Oh god." He moaned.
"Harry, does it hurt that much?" Ginny looked at him, concern all over face.
"Duh." Harry said, looking at her like she was stupid. "What do you think?"
"Well, when I get really pissed off at my brothers and always kick them there, they usually get over the pain really fast. Well, except that one time when Percy screamed at me for being a thirteen year old girl, who had a massive crush on somebody, and being spacey because he was all I could think about, now, he really got hurt, because he started cursing the guy out, and."
"I don't care, love, but really, this hurts. Can you do something about it?"
"Sure, but if you call me Love, can I call you Poppet?" Ginny asked, looking at him pleadingly.
"Nope, please. Do something about the pain." Harry was still on the ground, and he still was in pain.
"Fine. Paioucues Dissapariuos." The pain was suddenly gone, and Harry stood up.
"Thanks love." Harry kissed her deeply on the lips. He wrapped his arms around her, as did she. Her arms found their way to his collar, and then to his hair. She started running her hands through his hair, when he broke off. "We need to go to Dumbledore." He said, taking a deep breath. "Why?" Ginny asked, confused.
"Well, we need to tell him that Voldemort's gone."
"Oh. Lead the way." Ginny said, gesturing for him to lead on. "Harry, your leg's bleeding. You should stop by the hospital wing to get that cleaned up."
"I'll do that after we talk to Dumbledore. Let's go." Harry walked down the hallway and Ginny followed.
***
Ron was frustrated. Harry was just like a brother to him, and always thought Ginny was crazy to even like Harry, and if they ever got together, he would be happy for the two. But now, he was mad. Ron didn't know what was going on in Ginny's life and when it involved Harry, Ron got a little scared. He trusted Harry and all; he just didn't trust Harry with his little sister.
Ron was walking down to the marble staircase that lead to the entry hall, when he heard voices. "Thanks love." Ron knew that voice, it was Harry's.
Later, he said, "We need to go to Dumbledore."
"Why?" Another voice said. It was Ginny's.
"Well, we need to tell him that Voldemort's gone."
"Oh. Lead the way." Ginny said, gesturing for him to lead on. "Harry, your leg's bleeding. You should stop by the hospital wing to get that cleaned up."
"I'll do that after we talk to Dumbledore. Let's go." The two started walking towards Ron, and he hid in the shadows. What happened next was about to make Ron pass out. Harry stopped, put his hands on Ginny's face, leaned close to her and kissed her. Passionately. He couldn't take it. Ron stepped out of the shadows.
"What do you two think your doing?" Harry, still kissing Ginny, who had her arms around his neck, looked up. He stopped kissing her, and she wheeled around in fright.
"Why, hello Ron!" She said enthusiastically. "How are you tonight?"
"I should be asking you that." He said, looking at Harry and Ginny with disgust. "Ginny, you aren't pregnant are you?" Ron said, looking at his sister.
"Ron, what do you think I am?"
"I don't know. I really don't want to know."
"I still am a virgin. You don't have to worry." She said, looking at him like was crazy.
"Well, that's good. So, Harry, mate, where did you take my little, and only sister?" Ron asked, still suspicious.
"We, um, killed Voldemort. Didn't we Gin?" Harry said, looking down at her. He put his arm around her and pulled her close to her. "And we really have to get to Dumbledore." Harry took Ginny and dashed off to the Head Masters office. To Harry's luck, a perfect was leaving Dumbledore office, and they ran in after the prefect left. They climbed the marble staircase, followed by screams of the prefect about being out of beds after curfew. Harry knocked on the head masters door. A voice from with in said, "Come in," and the two entered.
Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, hands folded, looking at the window. He looked up at the two and smiled. "I thought I would see you two."
"How did you." Harry asked.
"I saw you two arrive. My window over looks the front doors." He said with a smile. "So Mr. Potter, Miss Weasley, I believe you both have a bit of explaining to do." The head masters eyes sparkled with excitement.
"Well, what happened is." Harry launched in to an explanation of the day's events, trying his hardest to leave out all the parts with him and Ginny, basically the whole story with out all the 'fluff' between him and Ginny.
"Hmmm. And exactly how did the Dark Lord die?" Dumbledore said, looking down at Harry. "Because he didn't drop dead. You did something. And I presume it has something to do with Miss Weasley. Perhaps true love by any chance?" He knew, Harry thought. Harry was starting to feel dizzy, and didn't feel well.
"Um, Professor, I um, don't feel too well." He said, losing color.
"Harry!" Ginny said, "Your losing blood! He needs help!"
"How is Harry losing blood Ginny?" Dumbledore asked, standing up. Dumbledore walked around his desk, next to Harry. There was a huge gash in his leg, and it was bleeding profusely. "How did he get this?"
"Harry tripped over a rock back at Godric's Hollow, I think. Ya, he did, I remember."
"This is not good. Ginny, could you go fetch Madam Promfrey? She will be able to heal the wound, but I don't know about the blood. He has lost an awful lot if blood." Ginny ran from the room and to the hospital Wing. With in no time, Madam Promfrey was up in Dumbledore's office, having a fit over Harry.
"He should have come directly to me. Who was with him when this happened? Who ever it was should have brought him to me, even if they had to put him in a full body bind. I don't know how this will turn out, he has lost a lot of blood." She was tending about Harry, laying the unconscious Harry on the floor, away from his blood, and elevating his leg. "This is what muggles do, I hope to God it works." She said. She drew out her wand, and muttered a few words, and the wound was smaller. "I don't want to heal it completely, he'll get an infection." She said a few more words, and a stretcher appeared, and she levitated Harry on to it. Madam Promfrey brought Harry to the door, when the door opened, and Filch stormed in.
"There is a student that is bleeding all over the floors Professor!" He screamed.
Dumbledore calmly told him, "As you can see, we have found the student. Please go clean all the blood up before any students can see it." Filch left, muttering under his breath. Madam Promfrey left after him, levitating Harry along side her, and was closely followed by Ginny and Professor Dumbledore.
***
Ginny held Harry's hand the whole way down to the hospital wing, and even when he was lying in his bed for three hours still unconscious. (A/N: How cute!) Then, after what seemed hours, he came around. Ginny was still holding his hand, sitting in her chair, and rocking back and forth. Her eyes were closed, and she was muttering "Please wake up. I need you too much. Oh God, let him live."
Groggily, he looked up at her and said, "Gin, I'm here." She looked at him and started to cry.
"Oh, my god, your alive! Oh Harry!" She put her arms around him and hugged him. "I'm so happy you're here."
"Was I going to leave or something?" He asked her, propping up his elbows.
"Well. I was afraid, since you lost so much blood and all.." she said, before she was interrupted by Madam Promfrey.
"Oh good, your up. Here, drink this." She handed him a vile full of a light blue, almost clear liquid that was steaming. "Well, drink up. It's a blood restorer. And it will give you some more energy. Now, drink up." Harry put his lips to the vile, and sipped the liquid. It tasted like ice, even though it was steaming. He soon drank the whole thing and handed the vile to Madam Promfrey. "Now, Mr. Potter, drink this. Its Dreamless sleep Potion. You know how it works. So drink up." He drank that as well, and suddenly fell into a dreamless sleep.
Wow. This is a long chapter. See, I need to answer so questions. Ron is so mean because one, he is an over protective git, and I learned yesterday that git is supposedly a swear word in Britain, and it's not in the US, so there. Ron doesn't want Harry with Ginny because well, he doesn't want anybody with Ginny. Its kind of like if my little sister got a boy friend, even though she is really little, I would get mad because she is my little sister, and I don't want anything bad to happen to her. Ron is like that. And he wants to send Ginny home because she is suicidal, and people with over protective brothers, and parents to who you have always been their little girl, want you home so that they can take care of you. Because at Hogwarts, you have your own lives, and not everything is so controlled like it can be in a home environment. Lets see, other questions, oh ya. Why Ginny wants to kill herself. See, way back in the second book, Ginny was setting the Basilisk on people, and she couldn't do anything about it. For some reason, JKR has left a sort of mysterious side to her, because Ron doesn't pay that much attention to her, and nether does Harry for that matter, and she is tired if it, and wants out. She has no friends, the only one she loves won't pay attention to her, and I could cry right now because that is all sad to me. I read this one fic, and I was in tears by the end. So, anywho, I'll stop blabbing on, and let you do the thing called 'review' so ya. Remember, 50. That's my goal. And you are the only people that can help me reach that. I don't know. I'll try to review my own story and see if I can. If so, I'll tell you, and you can read it. So, for now, thanx to all who have done the very much possible. Reviewed. I love you all. And thank you.
