A/N: Okay, I'm in a bad mood. The reason, put simply, is PMS, so if any reviewer wants to send in a flame of any sort, then now would be the time to do it, cause I really need something to vent my anger on.

Disclaimer: As much as I would love to own Harry Potter, I do not. I own nothing to do with him, or anyone else.

Chapter 11

There was another loud knock on the door, this time seeming more urgent, causing both Ron and Hermione to look at one another.

Thunder clashed outside, the storm starting up again outside, making Hermione snap her head back to the window. It didn't seem normal for there to be so much rain in the middle of summer. But, in truth, it wasn't.

There was more knocking at the door, this time not stopping, making such a noise that even Mrs Black stopped shouting in curiosity. Finally, Mrs Weasley went to answer it, just as it stopped.

Outside, Harry was leaning on Bella for support. They had been found by the Death Eaters during their journey, a couple of weeks earlier. The two of them had managed to get away, Harry had been injured. It hadn't been a bad injury at the time, but, as time went on, without medical attention it had gradually worsened, until it looked like a large hole I his side, and now it was all Harry could do to stand up, even with help. She, too, had been injured, but nowhere near to the extent Harry had been.

"Are you sure we're in the right place?" asked Bella uncertainly. Sure, she had known that her Aunt and Uncle's house had been here, but they had been standing there, knocking on what seemed to her to be nothing more than a plain brick wall for ages, with no one answering.

"Yes, I'm positive."

"Then why can you see it but I can't?"

"It's the fedelius charm."

"Oh…" she said. How could she have forgotten how obsessive her uncle had been over security? "I hope you're right, whatever'll happen. You need to be healed soon because that cut gets any worse."

Looking at him, she saw him grimace, and heard him cough slightly.

"Are you feeling worse?" she asked concerned. Harry nodded slightly.

"Yeah, a bit…" he started to say before he passed out.

Bella felt her eyes widen, and she dropped to her knees in shock. Surely his injuries hadn't gotten that bad so quickly!

"Harry? Harry?! Wake up! Please wake up!"

It had occurred to her that she could have used her wand, but she knew that waking someone who had passed out naturally with magic could, and usually did, hurt them. It was just one of the things that magic couldn't help with.

Thinking quickly, she went up to the wall and started banging on it loudly. She didn't have time to worry about what would happen if Harry had been wrong. She didn't have time to worry about what would happen if Harry was right. All she had times to worry about was making sure that Harry was okay.

After a couple of minutes of trying to attract attention, she felt her energy leaving her. Try as she might, she couldn't carry on banging. Laying her head down she let unconsciousness claim her.

(A/N: I was just going to leave it here, but I know I wouldn't be able too, so be grateful!)

Waking up for the first time in a comfortable bed in several weeks, Harry instinctively reached for his glasses, a habit which he had developed over many years, before realising that something was wrong.

The last thing he could remember was waiting with Bella, after knocking on the door a couple of times, and Bella being confused at the fact that they seemed to be waiting at a brick wall. Then darkness had clouded his vision...

"So you've finally woken up?" asked a voice from beside him, causing him to jump.

Turning swiftly, Harry saw that the voice belonged to Tonks, who was instantly recognisable from the fact she had yellow and orange polka dotted hair, a style no one else would ever adopt in their right mind.

"Don't worry," she laughed slightly when she saw him stiffen slightly at the sight of her. "We know you're innocent- most of us never doubted it for a moment. We found out from Auntie Bellatrix. She woke up a couple of days ago."

"Days?" Harry asked, overcoming his initial shock and focusing on what, to him at least, seemed to be the main point of what she said, before re-analysing what Tonks had said. "Auntie Bellatix?"

"Yes," she said, before giggling. "And yes. We tested her with Veritaserum the moment she woke up so we could find out what happened. Poppy wasn't pleased though, I must say," she finished him wincing, as though the memory was painful.

"And I'm still not," said a voice from behind them, which Harry recognised only too well. Madame Promfrey. "Now get out! I don't care if it is still the summer holidays, Mr Potter is patient, and he needs medical attention! Now out!"

Allowing herself to be shooed out, Tonks left without a word. After several minutes of checking Harry over, Madame Promfrey left too, obviously not finding anything wrong with him, whilst muttering under her breath about 'teenagers being too healthy' and 'putting honest nurses like me out of a job'.

A/N: Okay, I just need to say this. From Tuesday through to next Friday don't expect any updates at all. The reason is my year Nine SATs are next week, and considering how tired I am if I have a test on any day, and just the one too, mind, I'm gonna be too exhausted to write.

I was putting off writing this all day, simply because I didn't wanna write, but now that I have I'm glad. I got this chapter out of the way, and I may well get another chapter out before Tuesday. Hopefully I will to make up for the rest of the week. Other than that I should be fine.

Vegita43: Errmm... Okay... And I know of a couple of others that have. If you want links to their stories then go to the Yahoo!Group that I put a link up to last chapter, or, failing that, there's a link in my bio to it.

Launigsiae: Did this take long?

Spaimla: Thank you and okay!

Sword of Darkness: Hey! Evil cliffies are what I do best!

jeangab057: The confrontation's next chapter. I think Harry may have opened his eyes a bit to some things that he wasn't bothered about before.

The Vampire Story Hunter: Okay! I'll gladly make Harry hate the Weasley's and Dumbledore. That's always fun. But I can't make him hate Hermy! I just can't! It's just one of the few things I can't do, no matter what!

Lanfear1: Yeps, they do! Thank you!

gaul1: No wonder about it.

bgfnfdtrsjgthtjghdkytkyt7uytkyfkyj: Okay... but, as I've not long said, no updates from Tuesday to Friday.

padfootjr23: Thanks!