Who are you? And Who am I?

I hit the cold pavement with a sickening crunch. I could tell my leg had been broken. I started to cry and scream out for help. Not aware that someone had been standing next to me and had followed me throughout my whole trip to Diagon Alley. He kneeled on the ground as he took out his cellphone to call 911. I was too much pain to think and look up to see who the man was. He just kept telling me to calm down and that everything was going to be fine. When the ambulance finally came the paramedics helped me onto a stretcher and into the large red truck. I wasn't sure if the kind man followed the ambulance or drove his own car because I was given medicine that put me to sleep.

I woke up the next day unaware of where I was...or who I was. All around me were people with red hair...and one with really bushy brown and another with jet black that was very untidy. They all looked excited to see I was awake. I was very confused because I had no idea who these people were. They just kept saying over and over "Ginny" and "Gin Gin"...I think it was a name of someone but I wasn't sure. Finally after being confused long enough I decide to ask them some of my main questions.

"Where am I?"

"Oh Ginny, You're in the hospital" The bushy brunette told me.

"Who are you people?"

There was a hushed silence in the room, but no body answered the question. I was curious why they were staring at me like I grew 7 heads or something so I decided to ask another question.

"And Who am I?!"

Just then the doctor came in obviously of heard the questions and started to whisper something to the man with the untidy black hair. I caught a few words like "remember"," help her" , "she'll be better soon". Again curiosity took the better of me and I started asking more questions.

"Where am I? What am I doing here? Who are you people? Who am I? What are you whispering about?!"

"You are in the hospital. You broke your leg and bumped your head. I'm Harry Potter; this is Hermione"he pointed to the bushy haired girl. "This is Ron, Fred, George, Charlie, and Bill," He point to the 5 redheaded men. "They're your brothers. And these are your parents" He pointed to a plump redheaded woman and a balding red haired man, you are Ginny Weasley...and you have amnesia...so you might not remember anything for a few days "

After he said all that I decided that I having consumed too much info for the day I decided to sleep.

That night I dreamed of Harry...the black haired man. He proposed to me. I said yes. We were going to get married but then I felling and lost my memory.

When I woke up in the morning no one was there except him. I decided to keep my eyes shut so he wouldn't know I was awake. I heard him talking on his cellphone with someone canceling something. Then he hung up and dialed another place and asked some lady if he could return some dress...then another place this time telling someone not to bake a cake. When he was finally done making all those calls he just sat there staring at me like I was some beautiful angel. I decided it was time for me to 'wake up'.

"Morning Harry" I said acting as sleepy as I could.

"Oh good morning...hey do you remember anything?"

"Not really unless the dream I had was about the past?"

"Really? What was it about?"

"Well you proposed to me and I said yes "I said with a little embarrassment.

"Yea...that happened...we were supposed to get married in a week but..."He trailed off with a sad look on his face"