The Darkness Within
Disclaimer: I repeat, I do not own Harry Potter!
Chapter3 The Awakening.
I stood there speechless. It was Ginny who took over for me.
"Ron is just resting Mione." To me it looked like she was
trying to convince herself that. I hated for Hermione being
told lies, but I knew it was for her own good for now. She will
be told the truth when she is stronger. I felt my tongue
unfreeze. "How are you feeling Mione?"
Hermione turned her gentle brown eyes towards me. "Tired and
weak"
"Harry?" Ginny turned towards me.
"What's up Gin?"
"Can you please go get the healer so Hermione can take her
potions?"
"Sure I'll be back shortly. Don't go any where."
Ginny gave me a solemn look, like she was making a vow. It
struck some unnerving in me. "I'll be right here Harry, I won't
leave her alone."
I let out a faint smile. "I know you won't Gin." I hurriedly
duck out into the hall, and began to look for the healer. I
turned down the endless sterile hallways. I finally ended up in
the front check in desk. I sighed in relief. The wench that was
there last night was now gone. Instead sat a young male wizard
instead. "Excuse me, can you send a healer to Hermione Granger-
Weasley's room. She has awaken, and she need's to be looked
over."
He looked down at his charts then back at me again. "Sure thing
Sir. Blimey, you're Harry Potter!
You're the one that defeated Voldemort the other day. They have
Aurrors and reporters looking every where for you."
I felt myself go tense. "For now they can just keep looking."
He looked up and me and nodded. "I understand Mr. Potter. I'll send some one to look at Mrs. Granger- Weasley."
"Thanks." I turned around, and walked off. I slowly walked back down to the hall to Ginny and Hermione. I hesitated at the door. I felt so horrible and responsible. I know nobody blames me for what happened to Ron and Hermione, but somehow I still felt it was my fault. How was I ever going to make it up to Hermione or her child that she's carrying? How was Hermione going to support Ron's baby with Ron gone? I took a deep breath, and slowly entered the room.
Ginny was sitting at Hermione's bedside, while the healer was giving Hermione potions. I heard Ginny speak to Hermione in a false cheerful voice, but I knew better. Ginny felt grief not happiness. I said nothing for I knew her reasoning. I just put a fake bright smile on my face, and ignored all the pain I was feeling. I knew I had to For Hermione's sake. "How are you feeling Mione?" I asked carefully.
Hermione looked at me with dulled eyes. "I'm feeling very sleepy Harry." Hermione slurred her speech very badly. I turned to Ginny with question in my eyes.
"They gave her restorative potions, and a sleeping potion. She probably will be asleep for many more hours, before she awakens again."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh."
"We should probably take you home Gin. Your mom is probably frantic."
Ginny gave me a long look, and sighed . "I know you're right, but I hate to leave Hermione."
"Don't worry about Hermione, as you said yourself she will be sleeping for many hours. Let's get you to your family. I know they need you right now."
"I know Harry."
"If you want I'll take you home."
"Thank you, I kind hated the idea of facing them alone." Ginny turned around, and faced Hermione's sleeping figure. "Rest Mione, Harry and I will be back later." She bent over and kissed Hermione's forehead, and backed quietly out of the room.
I walked to Hermione's bedside. I gently brushed a stray hair out of her face. "I'll be back, I promise you that." I slowly backed out of the room, and followed Ginny down the hall.
"How do you want to get home Ginny? Floo, or apparate?"
"Floo, I am to tired to apparate. I don't want take a chance and end up splinched."
"Floo it is then." I looked over her and saw her lean back in the wall with exhaustion. I hurried over and helped her. I gently put my arm around her. She gently leaned back into me. Ginny gave me a grateful look as we walked together to the fireplace. I don't know why, but it felt so right to hold her. I felt as if my arm always belonged there. I gently guided her to the fireplace. I took a pinch of floo powder, and stepped in the fire place with her. "The Burrow," I called out. I felt the usual dizzy sickening sensation. I hung on to Ginny, and closed my eyes.
Thanks to all the reviews. It means alot to me. Keep them coming! Sorry the chapter is so short, and it has been a couple of weeks since I have last updated. Please have patience with me. I promise I'll update sooner.
Disclaimer: I repeat, I do not own Harry Potter!
Chapter3 The Awakening.
I stood there speechless. It was Ginny who took over for me.
"Ron is just resting Mione." To me it looked like she was
trying to convince herself that. I hated for Hermione being
told lies, but I knew it was for her own good for now. She will
be told the truth when she is stronger. I felt my tongue
unfreeze. "How are you feeling Mione?"
Hermione turned her gentle brown eyes towards me. "Tired and
weak"
"Harry?" Ginny turned towards me.
"What's up Gin?"
"Can you please go get the healer so Hermione can take her
potions?"
"Sure I'll be back shortly. Don't go any where."
Ginny gave me a solemn look, like she was making a vow. It
struck some unnerving in me. "I'll be right here Harry, I won't
leave her alone."
I let out a faint smile. "I know you won't Gin." I hurriedly
duck out into the hall, and began to look for the healer. I
turned down the endless sterile hallways. I finally ended up in
the front check in desk. I sighed in relief. The wench that was
there last night was now gone. Instead sat a young male wizard
instead. "Excuse me, can you send a healer to Hermione Granger-
Weasley's room. She has awaken, and she need's to be looked
over."
He looked down at his charts then back at me again. "Sure thing
Sir. Blimey, you're Harry Potter!
You're the one that defeated Voldemort the other day. They have
Aurrors and reporters looking every where for you."
I felt myself go tense. "For now they can just keep looking."
He looked up and me and nodded. "I understand Mr. Potter. I'll send some one to look at Mrs. Granger- Weasley."
"Thanks." I turned around, and walked off. I slowly walked back down to the hall to Ginny and Hermione. I hesitated at the door. I felt so horrible and responsible. I know nobody blames me for what happened to Ron and Hermione, but somehow I still felt it was my fault. How was I ever going to make it up to Hermione or her child that she's carrying? How was Hermione going to support Ron's baby with Ron gone? I took a deep breath, and slowly entered the room.
Ginny was sitting at Hermione's bedside, while the healer was giving Hermione potions. I heard Ginny speak to Hermione in a false cheerful voice, but I knew better. Ginny felt grief not happiness. I said nothing for I knew her reasoning. I just put a fake bright smile on my face, and ignored all the pain I was feeling. I knew I had to For Hermione's sake. "How are you feeling Mione?" I asked carefully.
Hermione looked at me with dulled eyes. "I'm feeling very sleepy Harry." Hermione slurred her speech very badly. I turned to Ginny with question in my eyes.
"They gave her restorative potions, and a sleeping potion. She probably will be asleep for many more hours, before she awakens again."
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh."
"We should probably take you home Gin. Your mom is probably frantic."
Ginny gave me a long look, and sighed . "I know you're right, but I hate to leave Hermione."
"Don't worry about Hermione, as you said yourself she will be sleeping for many hours. Let's get you to your family. I know they need you right now."
"I know Harry."
"If you want I'll take you home."
"Thank you, I kind hated the idea of facing them alone." Ginny turned around, and faced Hermione's sleeping figure. "Rest Mione, Harry and I will be back later." She bent over and kissed Hermione's forehead, and backed quietly out of the room.
I walked to Hermione's bedside. I gently brushed a stray hair out of her face. "I'll be back, I promise you that." I slowly backed out of the room, and followed Ginny down the hall.
"How do you want to get home Ginny? Floo, or apparate?"
"Floo, I am to tired to apparate. I don't want take a chance and end up splinched."
"Floo it is then." I looked over her and saw her lean back in the wall with exhaustion. I hurried over and helped her. I gently put my arm around her. She gently leaned back into me. Ginny gave me a grateful look as we walked together to the fireplace. I don't know why, but it felt so right to hold her. I felt as if my arm always belonged there. I gently guided her to the fireplace. I took a pinch of floo powder, and stepped in the fire place with her. "The Burrow," I called out. I felt the usual dizzy sickening sensation. I hung on to Ginny, and closed my eyes.
Thanks to all the reviews. It means alot to me. Keep them coming! Sorry the chapter is so short, and it has been a couple of weeks since I have last updated. Please have patience with me. I promise I'll update sooner.