Chapter 3

        Ginny walked into her flat and then went to go see if Hermione was with Ron and found him leaving. "Hi Ron!"

Ron jumped straight into the air and turned around (while in the air). "Ginny!"

"Hello brother. Where are you headed?" Ginny asked.

"To see what Hermione's doing at the Hospital still… It's her day off but she went in at about 2 in the morning. It's 10 now… isn't it?" Ron stopped.

"Yeah… about ten-thirty actually…" Ginny said.

"Well… that's longer than if she did work on a Sunday. Then I was going to go visit Harry… Hey! Why aren't you glued to his side?" Ron asked with a smirk.

"Ron! Well if you, you dirty minded man, must know…" Ginny paused there to bait Ron.

And Ron bit. "Yes?"

"He woke up and since he pulled the tube to help him breathe out (This earned a "What? That IDIOT!" from Ron.) … he has gotten himself winded and tired because I think he was up for a bit watching me sleep. And don't you dare be mad at him Ronald Weasley! He said it hurt his throat and that he wanted to talk. I'll tell what he said and how he took the news. I'm going to do what Harry said. I'm going to shower, change, and, if you want to hear the story, you'll meet me in House Elf Café in 30 minutes for a nice breakfast." Ginny said and walked off. "Bring Hermie (This is Ginny's nickname for her bushy haired, book reading, flat-mate and great friend, Hermione) if she'll allow you to pull her from whatever she's doing."

He smiled at his sister's back as she hummed happily and walked through the door that joined their apartments. "She's going to be fine… Oh Harry… what a great prat I've been to you so many times and you never left me. Don't go now… you have to get back to Quidditch… you made that vow… fight for Ginny's vow… anything." Ron clenched his jaw and blinked his eyes as he left his flat and started down High Street.

He looked at the building painted red and blue, which also had snitches and Chasers on brooms painted on it. He smiled at it remembering that it had been his Mione who had helped the place to start. House Elf Café… Hermione suggested that from this muggle restaurant called Hard Rock Café.

Dobby had latched onto her idea and created it. He wanted to be very helpful still and so he found several out of work House Elves and gave them work there. He offered them a fair share of profits and some days off but only another female House Elf, who, coincidentally, Dobby was now in love with… and about to be a father with, would take any pay but no time off! Well, before she got pregnant… Dobby still had to threaten her job there before she would take a break.

The wizards marveled at how fast they got their food. The place was classy, if you saw past the brightly colored exterior, but not the 'upper-crust-only-and-must-have-reservations' sort of classy. Just a nice restaurant. Come in and sit down and wait to be served.

He frowned as he remembered the socks of Harry's that looked like the building... though, actually, it was vice-versa. He walked on and realized he'd been zoning out for 10 minutes. "Man… I really got to stop day dreaming… now I only have 15 (he took about five minutes walking before he got to House Elf Café) minutes to get Mione and get back down here." Ron took off at a full blown sprint yelling 'watch out' and 'insane man coming through… Oogah boogah' to get people to move. He arrived at the Hospital panting and tired and walked up to the front desk. "I need to see Hermione Granger… this is Ron."

"Just a minute, sir." The receptionist said. She made a call over the speakers and Hermione came out.

"You done yet Mione?" Ron asked.

"Yeah… we just finished up." Hermione said taking off her scrubs and following Ron out of the Hospital.

They met Ginny outside of House Elf Café and went in. They ordered and waited for a few minutes before their food was brought to them by none other than Dobby.

"Hello Dobby." Ron said.

"Hello Mr. Wheezy." Dobby smiled. "And Ms. Wheezy and Granger have come as well!"

"Yeah. We're all here. Can we meet alone with you after we're done?" Ginny asked

"Certainly Miss." Dobby said. "Dobby shall wait for the friends of Harry Potter in his office."

"Thanks Dobby." Ginny said.

The group started to eat their breakfast. They sat in silence for a while before Ron couldn't hold it anymore. "Well? What did Harry say? How'd he take the horrid news?"

Ginny grinned at Ron and chewed her food extra slowly before she finally swallowed and started. "Well I woke up late because of some yelling between the doctor and someone. Anyway, Harry was awake and had pulled the tube out. He said good morning and asked what happened to him. I told him it wasn't good and that it was cancer and he looked sort of scared. I guess it's a bit different than Voldemort because it's inside him and he has to let everyone else fight it but him and he's used to doing the fighting… I guess he doesn't really know cancer yet then…"

"Oh." Hermione frowned.

"Yeah." Ginny said. "And then he asked what would have to happen and if I said yes. I told him some of the options and that I said yes. He looked like he wanted me to retract it since he could be dead soon but I, being a stubborn, bone headed, mule, would never do that."

"Good. Making him really want to live will help his body fight it off a bit." Hermione said.

"He told me he felt like he was 'working on one lung' and to not have too high of hopes. I almost broke down…" Ginny sighed. "He should learn not to be pessimistic. Anyway, he made jokes about his coughing and the press getting wind of this. He hit the nurse button and Rosalyn came in because he wanted something better than the tube to help him breathe. Alexander came in and said no change. He gave Harry a mask that'll help him to breathe and he can still talk through it. The doctor said to not take it off and Harry made a joke of that. He said 'Yes, sir. How do I eat?' The doctor got peeved and said he could take it off then. Then Harry felt tired and ordered me to 'go home and shower and eat and stuff' and so here I am." Ginny said.

"Well if he can even just pretend to be upbeat that's pretty good. Anyone we diagnose here, meaning where I work, always seems gets depressed and doesn't bother to even pretend for even a spouse or parents." Hermione said.

"C'mon. Let's go see if sleepy head is awake." Ron said and they were all about to leave…

"Wait… we forgot to go meet Dobby." Hermione said. "Why'd you want to, Ginny?"

"Because he practically worships Harry and deserves to know." Ginny said.

"Alright… Off we go." Ron laughed and they went to go meet with Dobby.

"Dobby! Where are you buddy?" Ron called after they couldn't find the Elf in his office.

Dobby appeared with a sound like a whip cracking and apologized. "Dobby is terribly sorry sir and madams. Dobby's wife needed him. What is the news you had for Dobby?"

"Dobby… do you know what cancer is? And how it affects us muggles and wizards?" Hermione tried to break it easy.

"Of course Dobby knows about cancer miss, a waiter House Elf here has it… He'll live but has to lose a hand because that's where they found the evil cancer… Why are you talking about cancer, miss?" Dobby's eyes suddenly got wide and he realized that Harry Potter wasn't with them. "Where is Harry Potter? What has happened?"

"Harry has cancer in one of his lungs from a spell Voldemort hit him with in the Final Battle. He's fine right now. He's at Phoenix Memorial." Hermione said.

"Oh… So Harry Potter will be alright?" Dobby asked.

"Probably." Hermione answered.

"Good. Dobby shall send him a letter." Dobby said.

"Ok. We're going to go visit Harry. See you later Dobby." Ginny said and they left.