Ginny woke up several days later in the infirmary. She felt like her body
had been crushed, and then she remembered the Extirpar's hits causing her
to moan. There was a rustling beside her. She turned her head slightly and
saw Draco and only then realized he was holding her hand.
"Madame Pomfrey!! Madame Pomfrey she's awake!!!" Ginny closed her eyes and moaned again at the loudness. She looked back up at Draco. He leaned over towards her and kissed her hand.
Ginny winced, 'Gods even that hurts.'
"I was so worried. The whole school is frantic. Between you and Potter it's been horrific here the past few days." His face was bright and most definitely the happiest she had ever seen it, then Ginny remembered the vision she had had of him and she realized it was the same look.
"How is he?" She muttered, barely able to speak.
"He's fine, still bed ridden," He pointed behind him. "But he woke up three days ago. Pretty shook up. Didn't know what the hell had happened. Dumbledore asked him the last thing he remembered and all he could think of was going to the bathroom on the train and bumping into you. Must have been with him ever since then."
Ginny coughed as she began to speak, "Is, is it gone?" Her throat felt as though it had a third degree burn. She wondered if it did.
"Don't try to talk love. You're burned pretty badly and your throat is healing the slowest. Dumbledore broke your seal just in time to see the fire coming out of your mouth and body. He also saw what remained of the creature before you kicked its evil ass back to hell." His voice sounded thrilled and prouder than she'd ever heard it. He sounded like a giddy little boy, which made her smile. Draco Malfoy, a giddy little boy?
His hand tightened very slightly on hers as he continued speaking. "It's a good thing he broke that charm cause you fell pretty damn fast. I was out there with the half of the school who weren't interested in Potter. Dumbledore caught you with a spell just in time and promptly floated you up to the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey was running back and forth between you and Potter, but she couldn't handle you too well. Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore were all chanting healing charms just in order to keep you breathing. Your whole body was burned up like you'd been thrown in a bucket of burning lamp oil. Inside and out, but it was worst in you throat." Draco was starting to choke up, but he continued as a very rare and quite possibly first ever tear rolled down his cheek. "It took four days just to re-grow your skin."
Ginny closed her eyes and squeezed her lover's hand, wincing at the pain. No wonder she was so sore. "How long have I been here?" Ginny choked out.
Draco's eyes were filled with water. He knew she was in horrible pain and it hurt him terribly. She knew deep down that he would have traded places with her in a second. "Twelve days and seven hours." She smiled weekly at him and he smiled back. "I've been so worried! I've been here during breaks and after classes until the morning, everyday." He chuckled morbidly as he looked at his chair and the blanket covering his legs. "You know, you never really appreciate a bed until you spend a week and a half sleeping in a chair."
Ginny felt tears welling up, but tried her best to hold them back. Even a light little tear would probably cause her excruciating pain. Either way, she didn't want to find out.
"Madam Pomfrey was pissed but Dumbledore and Snape told her to fuck off. Speaking of which, where is that hag?" Ginny smiled lightly at him. Good old Draco, how she loved him. "I'm going to find her. I'll be right back." Draco got up and ran towards the nurses office.
Ginny looked over at Harry who appeared to be sleeping. Her heart skipped a beat until she focused on him properly and saw a pink aura surrounding him. It was truly gone. She stared at him for a long moment, and wondered what he had gone through. The spell must have been horrible, not to mention the torment the creature put him through; mind control can be a horrific experience.
She turned and watched the nurse running towards her. "Go and alert the Headmaster."
Draco gave Ginny a wink before running out of the room. Ginny turned towards Madam Pomfrey who began to ask her all sorts of questions. Ginny answered them all, telling her where the pain was, all over, and that she could indeed move. Ginny closed her eyes in relief when the nurse told her to keep still and speak as little as possible. She was so happy to be alive.
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"Madame Pomfrey!! Madame Pomfrey she's awake!!!" Ginny closed her eyes and moaned again at the loudness. She looked back up at Draco. He leaned over towards her and kissed her hand.
Ginny winced, 'Gods even that hurts.'
"I was so worried. The whole school is frantic. Between you and Potter it's been horrific here the past few days." His face was bright and most definitely the happiest she had ever seen it, then Ginny remembered the vision she had had of him and she realized it was the same look.
"How is he?" She muttered, barely able to speak.
"He's fine, still bed ridden," He pointed behind him. "But he woke up three days ago. Pretty shook up. Didn't know what the hell had happened. Dumbledore asked him the last thing he remembered and all he could think of was going to the bathroom on the train and bumping into you. Must have been with him ever since then."
Ginny coughed as she began to speak, "Is, is it gone?" Her throat felt as though it had a third degree burn. She wondered if it did.
"Don't try to talk love. You're burned pretty badly and your throat is healing the slowest. Dumbledore broke your seal just in time to see the fire coming out of your mouth and body. He also saw what remained of the creature before you kicked its evil ass back to hell." His voice sounded thrilled and prouder than she'd ever heard it. He sounded like a giddy little boy, which made her smile. Draco Malfoy, a giddy little boy?
His hand tightened very slightly on hers as he continued speaking. "It's a good thing he broke that charm cause you fell pretty damn fast. I was out there with the half of the school who weren't interested in Potter. Dumbledore caught you with a spell just in time and promptly floated you up to the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey was running back and forth between you and Potter, but she couldn't handle you too well. Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore were all chanting healing charms just in order to keep you breathing. Your whole body was burned up like you'd been thrown in a bucket of burning lamp oil. Inside and out, but it was worst in you throat." Draco was starting to choke up, but he continued as a very rare and quite possibly first ever tear rolled down his cheek. "It took four days just to re-grow your skin."
Ginny closed her eyes and squeezed her lover's hand, wincing at the pain. No wonder she was so sore. "How long have I been here?" Ginny choked out.
Draco's eyes were filled with water. He knew she was in horrible pain and it hurt him terribly. She knew deep down that he would have traded places with her in a second. "Twelve days and seven hours." She smiled weekly at him and he smiled back. "I've been so worried! I've been here during breaks and after classes until the morning, everyday." He chuckled morbidly as he looked at his chair and the blanket covering his legs. "You know, you never really appreciate a bed until you spend a week and a half sleeping in a chair."
Ginny felt tears welling up, but tried her best to hold them back. Even a light little tear would probably cause her excruciating pain. Either way, she didn't want to find out.
"Madam Pomfrey was pissed but Dumbledore and Snape told her to fuck off. Speaking of which, where is that hag?" Ginny smiled lightly at him. Good old Draco, how she loved him. "I'm going to find her. I'll be right back." Draco got up and ran towards the nurses office.
Ginny looked over at Harry who appeared to be sleeping. Her heart skipped a beat until she focused on him properly and saw a pink aura surrounding him. It was truly gone. She stared at him for a long moment, and wondered what he had gone through. The spell must have been horrible, not to mention the torment the creature put him through; mind control can be a horrific experience.
She turned and watched the nurse running towards her. "Go and alert the Headmaster."
Draco gave Ginny a wink before running out of the room. Ginny turned towards Madam Pomfrey who began to ask her all sorts of questions. Ginny answered them all, telling her where the pain was, all over, and that she could indeed move. Ginny closed her eyes in relief when the nurse told her to keep still and speak as little as possible. She was so happy to be alive.
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