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The Perfect Family

By Savoy Truffle

Chapter Eight: Dream Worlds and Letters

There was a knock at the door.

"That's probably Ron," said Sirius. "Are you mad at him?"

"Of course not! He did nothing wrong!"

There was another knock.

"Just a second!" Sirius hollered.

Sirius jumped from the bed and ran across the room, opening the door for Ron. Ron looked annoyed. Sirius laughed.

"Could you take any longer?" growled Ron.

"Well, I'm the one who had to go through your impatient knocking."

Sirius laughed again. Ron didn't even smile.

"Okay then..."said Sirius, slightly embarrassed. "I'll just be leaving now."

Sirius ran out of the room, closing the door behind him. Ron slowly walked over to Harry's bed, a slightly guilty look on his face. He sat down on the edge of the bed, taking Harry's hand in his.

"Harry...I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I would never hurt you."

Ron didn't know what to say. He bowed his head, allowing a few tears to run down his face. Harry's heart broke to see his best friend like this.

"I'm such a shitty friend," Ron whispered.

A look of horror appeared on Harry's face.

"Don't say that Ron, you're a great friend. The best there is. You haven't been a shitty friend at all!"

"Yes I have! Look at what I just did to you! I almost killed you!"

"Ron, it was an accident. It wasn't your fault!"

"Yes it was!"

Harry paused for a moment.

"So you meant to hurt me?"

"No! Harry, you know that!"

"And you wanted me to die?"

"Of course not!"

"Exactly. It was all an accident. You just said that you would never hurt me"

"I guess..."

Harry reached out and lifted Ron's head by the chin, forcing him to look into his eyes. Ron's eyes looked so different than they had before. They used to be a bright blue, showing all his happiness; now they were an eerie shade of grey, not a spot of joy.

"Ron, it was not your fault. You didn't mean anything that you did. If you had done it purposely, then I would be mad at you, but I'm not. And why am I not mad at you? Because you did nothing wrong."

Ron wiped his tears with his sleeve. He chuckled slightly.

"I must look like a loser right now. Here I am raving and ranting when it should be you. You're the one who's hurt but you're so calm. How do you do it?"

"You have to look on the bright side of things. If you think that everything is bad and depressing, you're just going to lead a horrible life. I've been abused and unloved my whole life. If I hadn't looked one the bright side of things, I would probably be dead right now; I would have killed myself years ago, but I didn't. I fought harder and tried to forget about my family and thought about all sorts of good things. It really helped. In my daydreams I was happier and had everything I could ever want. I made sure that my world was never gone. Every time I had just been beaten or had gone through some verbal abuse I would visit my dream world. You have to at least try to be happy, Ron. Being sad won't get you anywhere; it won't get you anywhere at all. Just try it Ron. The next time you're sad or angry, just make up your own dream world, it'll get rid of all your sorrows, I promise."

"Wow, Harry! You give great advice, even better than Hermione! Maybe I will visit your dream world. If it helped you with your abuse, then I'm sure it could help me with my more simple problems. Thanks Harry, you're a great friend."

"As are you. It was no problem at all, Ron. If you ever need to talk about anything, absolutely anything, you can always come to and I promise I'll help you."

Ron bent foreword to give Harry a hug, but pulled back at the last second.

"I don't want to hurt you again."

"You can hug me, just not too tight."

Ron laughed slightly and pulled Harry into a loose hug, praying that he wouldn't hurt him again. He beamed with happiness when nothing happened to his friend.

"I love you, Harry."

"Love you too, Ron."

Ginny Weasley woke with a start as she heard a bang on her window. She quickly scrambled out of bed and ran over to her window, and looked outside. Thankfully, it wasn't anything serious. Three boys were running around her backyard with a baseball. One of the boys pointed at her and laughed before running away with his friends. How had they gotten into the backyard?

"Stupid kids," Ginny mumbled.

She walked over to her night table and looked at her clock. 11:00 am. Ginny couldn't believe how late it was. She was usually up by eight. She grabbed some clothes from her closet and quickly threw them on.

"It's so late," she said as she was buttoning her shirt.

She quickly left the room and made her way downstairs only to find an empty kitchen. 'Where could they be?' Ginny thought.

"Mum?" she called.

There was no reply.

"Dad?"

Once again there was nor reply.

She grabbed a muffin off the counter and sat down at the kitchen table. As she was eating she noticed a piece of parchment across from her. An owl must have left it there.

She grabbed the parchment and began to read:

Dear Percy and Ginny,

Harry's hurt, the Dursleys had been abusing him. Albus, Sirius and Professor Lupin took him from his family to St. Mungo's, where he is staying now. He should be fine. Surgery is tonight. Fred, George, Ron, your mother and I are visiting Harry right now. If you wish to visit Harry, you may. There is an emergency portkey under my clothes in my bottom drawer. Take the portkey here when you wish to come. Harry's room is number 721 on the third floor.

Please pray for Harry, both of you. He won't be able to get through this on his own. He needs us to help him.

Love, Dad

Ginny jumped from her chair and began to scream. Harry was hurt; his family had done it to him! How could anybody want to hurt someone like him? Harry was one of the nicest people that Ginny had ever met. He was sweet, kind, caring, giving, selfless...the list of compliments went on. But most of all, Ginny loved him. Many people told her that it was just a crush, but Ginny knew that it was different; she knew that she loved him for real. If only Harry would notice her then maybe they could be together.

"Percy! PERCY!" she called anxiously.

She needed to get to the hospital to see Harry. She wanted to talk to him and make him feel better. She knew that it wouldn't be easy for him; it wouldn't have been for her.

"Percy, where are you?" she called again.

She stormed upstairs and down to the end of the hall where Percy's room was. The door was closed so she couldn't see whether he was in his room or not.

"Percy, are you in there?"

She knocked on the door.

"Percy?"

She creaked open the door and peaked inside. Percy was sitting at his small desk looking over bunches of papers, which were spread out all over the table. At the same time he was writing something down in his notebook. Ginny knew that it was for the Ministry. He had been doing a lot of this stuff lately; it was getting the whole family annoyed.

"Percy, didn't you hear me calling you?"

Percy's shoulders stiffened.

"Can't you see that I'm busy? I'm trying to work here"

"Well, don't you care about your family? Me, your little sister, your flesh and blood?"

"I'm doing an important report for Cornelius Fudge. It's about the House Elves wanting to get paid. I have to-"

"I don't really give a shit about your damn report," Ginny said, cutting him off.

Percy looked slightly shocked at his sister.

"Don't you care about anything, Percy? Don't you care about anything other than your stupid job? Harry is hurt in the hospital, and you can't even give up a little of your time to take me to see him? I'm your little sister, don't you care? You're supposed to take care of me!"

Percy let out a low growl.

"Then what do you want?"

"Harry's in the hospital, I want to go visit him."

"What did he do now, crash his broom? Get hit by a car? What is it this time?"

"He was beaten."

Ginny handed him the letter. He quickly read it, not one sign that he cared.

"Well, I wouldn't wonder why they did it."

"What?"

"I understand completely why his family would hurt him. That kid's a menace, a complete disgrace to the wizarding world. I'm telling you, Ginny, he's dangerous."

Ginny felt her face burning up.

"How DARE you say that! Harry isn't a menace or a disgrace! He is a normal person, just like you and me. He is a great person and his family did this to him for no reason at all. He was beaten for just being alive."

"Ginny, there had to be a reason-"

"His aunt hated his mother. They were sisters though they hated each other. Both her and Harry's uncle hated magic, that's why they hate Harry, because he is a wizard. So don't give me any crap about it being Harry's fault!"

"Whatever...just take the portkey. Tell Mum I'm not coming."

Ginny screamed and stormed out of her brother's room. She stomped into her parents' room and retrieved the portkey from her father's drawer.

The portkey sent her spiralling to the hospital.

I'm going to go now," said Ron, "I think my parents want to see you."

"Will you come back later?" Harry asked.

"Of course, I promise. I'll come back once everybody's done."

"How do you think your mother will react?"

"I really don't want to know, she freaked when she got the letter."

"Now I'm scared."

Ron laughed. "You should be. I'll be going now."

Ron smiled and ruffled Harry's hair.

"I'll see you later."

Ron walked to the door.

"Beware of the Evil Weasley Woman."

He walked out, leaving to door open.

"Mum, Dad, you can see him now."

Molly grabbed onto Arthur's hand and squeezed it tightly. Remus moved closer to them.

"Don't worry, Harry's a strong kid. He's made out of stronger stuff than any of us. He'll be fine."

"But he's just a boy," said Molly, "A child. How is he going to get through this on his own? He won't be able to."

"He will, believe me," assured Sirius, "Look at all he's been through. He's fought Voldemort three times, he's seen people die and he had to go through four years of being gasped and pointed at. He'll be fine as long as he has our help. We can help him."

"Mum! Dad! Harry's waiting for you!" Ron said, impatiently.

Arthur got up from his seat.

"Are you coming, Molly?"

"Yeah, I'm coming."

Molly jumped up and grabbed her husband's hand. They began to walk to the door.

"Don't worry, he'll be okay."

Molly and Arthur walked into Harry's room. Harry was lying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling.

"Hey, Harry," Arthur said gently.

Harry's eyes flickered over to the two Weasley parents. He smiled gently.

"Hi Mr and Mrs Weasley," Harry whispered.

Molly and Arthur walked over to Harry's bed. Arthur took a seat on the chair next to Harry, while Molly sat on the edge of Harry's bed. Molly began to run her fingers through Harry's messy locks.

"How are you feeling?"

"Kind of...um...bad."

"I know, baby, I know," she whispered.

Molly's voice was cracking. Tears rolled down her face as she began to cry. She eventually broke down and buried her face in Harry's chest. Harry turned to Arthur, who was staring at him sadly.

"You'll never have to go through that again. I promise you. You'll never ever see them again."

"I hope so."

"You don't have to hope, it's going to happen. We're all working on protecting you. Me, Molly, Sirius, Remus, Dumbledore, we're all going to help you. We're going to make sure that you're safe."

"Thanks, Mr. Weasley."

"No, no, it's Arthur. You're almost fifteen now; old enough to call Molly and I by our first names."

"Okay...Arthur."

"Your uncle's never going to get you again. Never ever will he hurt you."

Harry smiled.

"Thanks, Mr. We-Arthur. This means a lot to me."

Molly lifted her head from Harry's chest and kissed him on the forehead.

"It's no problem, Honey, we just want you to be happy and safe."

"That's a change from the Dursleys."

Suddenly a thunder of footsteps was heard from the hallways.

"Where is he?" a voice screamed.

The sound of Sirius, Remus, Ron and the twins explaining Harry's state was heard. Harry, Molly and Arthur turned to the door just as a dark figure entered the hospital room.

"Harry!" it yelled.

The figure removed the hood from his or her sweater...

...It was Ginny!

Disclaimer: Yay Ginny! Is that a cliffy?

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