Authors Notes: Hello all! How is everyone doing? My baby brother graduated the other day and my Grandma came down here from California to visit so I didn't have much time to get this chapter up and ready like I said I would, but here it is. I've been having some work related problems lately (mainly my boss is an ass hole) so I've been kind of blocked creatively, so I hope this is up to snuff.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter series, but I do own Rinoa, so don't steal her.
...now on with the story.
The minute Rhin's hand touched his skin Harry was flung backwards and knocked unconscious, as if he had been electrocuted. So, when he woke up in a dark and blurry (mainly because of a lack of glasses) infirmary he was rather confused to say the least. However, any muddled thoughts going through his mind vanish when he overheard the dialog coming from the curtains beside him. It took him a minute to register all of them but eventually Harry discovered that Dumbledore, Pomfrey, and Sirius were all over there and very distressed.
"Her heart has stopped Albus," said the voice earlier determined to be Poppy Pomfrey's.
"What do you mean her heart's stopped? She can't be dead can she? You have to keep going! You have to save her!" yelled a very desperate sounding Sirius. Could this be true, thought Harry, was Rinoa dead? Surely she would have stopped early enough to save herself.
"Sirius, if you cannot calm yourself then I will be forced to remove you from this room, Poppy is doing all she can and she does not need your interference hindering her," sounded the commanding voice of Albus Dumbledore.
From the lack of response Harry could tell that Sirius understood the message. Frankly, Harry would like to see the poor fool who had the stupidity to disobey a direct order from Dumbledore when he used that tone.
After what seemed like an eternity to Harry (but would later be determined to be three minutes) there were three sighs of relief behind the curtain which he took to mean that Madame Pomfrey had yet again worked her magic and save Rinoa.
"Thank Merlin," came the whispered words of Sirius. Soon, despite Harry's objections to his body, his eyes began to drop and he found himself unconscious yet again.
The second time Harry awoke the hospital wing was much more lit, which led him to believe that it was late afternoon. He found it was an ongoing habit of his to wake up in the middle of important conversations concerning his friend and listened in on the two adults in the makeshift room next to his.
"It's not like anything I've ever seen before Albus. She's been here for three days and every hour I'm performing anti-infection charms. Her wounds won't heal. You'd think she was locked in a dirty dungeon somewhere instead of a clean hospital."
"You don't know what's causing it?"
"No, but she will not last much longer if this keeps up, Albus. Her infections are spreading, and that's not all...look at this," she pause and Harry heard the rustling of the bed covers as Madame Pomfrey showed the headmaster something. It must have been awfully bad though because in all of his life Harry had never heard Albus Dumbledore gasp out in surprise until that moment. This had to be big. Harry craned his neck around the screen a bit, but was only able to see that they were looking at her left arm.
"I have to go check on Potter, Albus, will you excuse me for one moment?"
"Of course, Poppy."
Madame Pomfrey came in and quickly hushed any questions Harry had concerning Rinoa and shoved a spoon of dreamless sleep potion down his throat.
Harry awoke for the third time that week to a feeling of incredible warmth and comfort. His glasses had once again been removed and as he reached to get them from the bedside table his hand brushed against something. With his vision cleared he saw a small red head resting on the edge of his bed. She was seated in what looked to be a very uncomfortable chair, and her lightly freckled face was resting on her hands. She looked so peaceful that Harry hated to wake her, but he knew she had to be breaking curfew.
"Gin," he said quietly, while shaking her lightly.
Her eyes fluttered open and for a moment she simply stared at him, as if she did not believe he was real. The second she realized that he was indeed, she launched herself at him. Ginny Weasley's hands were clutched behind Harry's neck and considering how small the bed was, she was practically sitting in his lap. There was something strange about the situation though. As uncomfortable as Harry thought he should be, he found nothing but warmth in in Ginny's arms. He loved this girl. He didn't know when it had happened, but it had. He had tried to protect her by denying it for weeks now; but Harry found that while he still felt the need to protect her, he wanted to be with her as well. He finally understood Rinoa's warning to him, and he would heed her words.
Harry was pulled out of his reverie by a wet feeling on his shirt and looked down to see Ginny weeping in his arms. He placed a hand on her chin and gently pulled her face level with his.
"What's wrong?" he asked her quietly, while searching her eyes for the answer.
"I didn't know if you'd ever wake up, Harry...it's been a week and I thought I'd never see you again," she managed to choke out between sobs.
"I'm not going anywhere Ginny, I'm here and I'll stay here."
The two locked eyes as he said this and Harry decided to embrace his Gryfindor bravery. He moved his hand from her chin to tangle in her soft hair and leaned closer to her. When she did not protest Harry closed the gap between them and the two Gryfindors shared a long, lingering kiss. When they finally broke apart both stared at the other for a moment until enormous grins broke out on their faces.
Harry and Ginny spent the next few hours talking until it was nearly time for breakfast.
"You'd better go before your caught and banned from visiting me by Madame Pomfrey," Ginny giggled a bit, reached into her bag, and pulled our an invisibility cloak.
"I kind of snuck it out of your trunk last night," she said with a guilty smile on her face.
"Don't worry about it, keep it safe for me until I can escape from here." With one more gentle kiss she left him to his thoughts and headed back to her tower.
The day went by slowly and Harry was beginning to plot his escape from Poppy Pomfrey's clutches when he saw Rinoa stir in the bed next to his. He immediately jumped out of bed, and was nearly captured by his sheets in his haste. (damn those evil sheets).
OK I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have received so many reviews wanting Sirius' 'not dieing' clarified that I am taking a poll. I really think that the story doesn't need it to be clear, but if you guys would like me to add another chapter in with the extra information I will. I never really considered it would be a problem since I have read so many fanfictions that do something similar with the death. I just assumed people would understand that EVERYTHING else happened except for that. I was going to explain it a bit later in some kind of flash back or dream but if you want I can do it sooner. I just didn't think it was pertinent to the story. Let me know! Thanks for reading.
Authors Notes: ok well I'm a bit stuck from here but I wanted to get the smoochies out to you guys now. The next chapter is coming soon so don't worry. Luv ya....and review.
Almawins thank you please continue to read.
Aalikane I love your reviews because I never really understand them. They amuse me to no end. Thanx for the review.
Cobalt45 I'm pretty sure that I did put that it was slightly AU in there somewhere, if not...sorry. It is. And.....I honestly forgot about the firebolt I just assumed he got it back. And the story on Rinoa is that she is named after a friend of mine whose name is spelled Rinoa...BUT when she writes her nick name it's Rhin...so that's how I wrote it. Sorry if it's annoying but that's how it is. Thank you sooooo much for the nice long review though and feel free to write any other questions you have.
IamJulianne Well, duh...who else would it be : ) tee hee.
Athenakitty 1) wait and see 2) yes. However, there are only two heirs. 3) read chapter one and two. Luv ya. Thanx.
Wytil wow. Ummmmm....i love you. That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. And no I did not get told that. However, I'm about to tell my fiancé that, he's a writer and he's procrastinating writing this AWSOME book. And I WANNA READ IT!!!! (It's not anything like Harry Potter though)
SlytherinGurl176 awww, thank you.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter series, but I do own Rinoa, so don't steal her.
...now on with the story.
The minute Rhin's hand touched his skin Harry was flung backwards and knocked unconscious, as if he had been electrocuted. So, when he woke up in a dark and blurry (mainly because of a lack of glasses) infirmary he was rather confused to say the least. However, any muddled thoughts going through his mind vanish when he overheard the dialog coming from the curtains beside him. It took him a minute to register all of them but eventually Harry discovered that Dumbledore, Pomfrey, and Sirius were all over there and very distressed.
"Her heart has stopped Albus," said the voice earlier determined to be Poppy Pomfrey's.
"What do you mean her heart's stopped? She can't be dead can she? You have to keep going! You have to save her!" yelled a very desperate sounding Sirius. Could this be true, thought Harry, was Rinoa dead? Surely she would have stopped early enough to save herself.
"Sirius, if you cannot calm yourself then I will be forced to remove you from this room, Poppy is doing all she can and she does not need your interference hindering her," sounded the commanding voice of Albus Dumbledore.
From the lack of response Harry could tell that Sirius understood the message. Frankly, Harry would like to see the poor fool who had the stupidity to disobey a direct order from Dumbledore when he used that tone.
After what seemed like an eternity to Harry (but would later be determined to be three minutes) there were three sighs of relief behind the curtain which he took to mean that Madame Pomfrey had yet again worked her magic and save Rinoa.
"Thank Merlin," came the whispered words of Sirius. Soon, despite Harry's objections to his body, his eyes began to drop and he found himself unconscious yet again.
The second time Harry awoke the hospital wing was much more lit, which led him to believe that it was late afternoon. He found it was an ongoing habit of his to wake up in the middle of important conversations concerning his friend and listened in on the two adults in the makeshift room next to his.
"It's not like anything I've ever seen before Albus. She's been here for three days and every hour I'm performing anti-infection charms. Her wounds won't heal. You'd think she was locked in a dirty dungeon somewhere instead of a clean hospital."
"You don't know what's causing it?"
"No, but she will not last much longer if this keeps up, Albus. Her infections are spreading, and that's not all...look at this," she pause and Harry heard the rustling of the bed covers as Madame Pomfrey showed the headmaster something. It must have been awfully bad though because in all of his life Harry had never heard Albus Dumbledore gasp out in surprise until that moment. This had to be big. Harry craned his neck around the screen a bit, but was only able to see that they were looking at her left arm.
"I have to go check on Potter, Albus, will you excuse me for one moment?"
"Of course, Poppy."
Madame Pomfrey came in and quickly hushed any questions Harry had concerning Rinoa and shoved a spoon of dreamless sleep potion down his throat.
Harry awoke for the third time that week to a feeling of incredible warmth and comfort. His glasses had once again been removed and as he reached to get them from the bedside table his hand brushed against something. With his vision cleared he saw a small red head resting on the edge of his bed. She was seated in what looked to be a very uncomfortable chair, and her lightly freckled face was resting on her hands. She looked so peaceful that Harry hated to wake her, but he knew she had to be breaking curfew.
"Gin," he said quietly, while shaking her lightly.
Her eyes fluttered open and for a moment she simply stared at him, as if she did not believe he was real. The second she realized that he was indeed, she launched herself at him. Ginny Weasley's hands were clutched behind Harry's neck and considering how small the bed was, she was practically sitting in his lap. There was something strange about the situation though. As uncomfortable as Harry thought he should be, he found nothing but warmth in in Ginny's arms. He loved this girl. He didn't know when it had happened, but it had. He had tried to protect her by denying it for weeks now; but Harry found that while he still felt the need to protect her, he wanted to be with her as well. He finally understood Rinoa's warning to him, and he would heed her words.
Harry was pulled out of his reverie by a wet feeling on his shirt and looked down to see Ginny weeping in his arms. He placed a hand on her chin and gently pulled her face level with his.
"What's wrong?" he asked her quietly, while searching her eyes for the answer.
"I didn't know if you'd ever wake up, Harry...it's been a week and I thought I'd never see you again," she managed to choke out between sobs.
"I'm not going anywhere Ginny, I'm here and I'll stay here."
The two locked eyes as he said this and Harry decided to embrace his Gryfindor bravery. He moved his hand from her chin to tangle in her soft hair and leaned closer to her. When she did not protest Harry closed the gap between them and the two Gryfindors shared a long, lingering kiss. When they finally broke apart both stared at the other for a moment until enormous grins broke out on their faces.
Harry and Ginny spent the next few hours talking until it was nearly time for breakfast.
"You'd better go before your caught and banned from visiting me by Madame Pomfrey," Ginny giggled a bit, reached into her bag, and pulled our an invisibility cloak.
"I kind of snuck it out of your trunk last night," she said with a guilty smile on her face.
"Don't worry about it, keep it safe for me until I can escape from here." With one more gentle kiss she left him to his thoughts and headed back to her tower.
The day went by slowly and Harry was beginning to plot his escape from Poppy Pomfrey's clutches when he saw Rinoa stir in the bed next to his. He immediately jumped out of bed, and was nearly captured by his sheets in his haste. (damn those evil sheets).
OK I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have received so many reviews wanting Sirius' 'not dieing' clarified that I am taking a poll. I really think that the story doesn't need it to be clear, but if you guys would like me to add another chapter in with the extra information I will. I never really considered it would be a problem since I have read so many fanfictions that do something similar with the death. I just assumed people would understand that EVERYTHING else happened except for that. I was going to explain it a bit later in some kind of flash back or dream but if you want I can do it sooner. I just didn't think it was pertinent to the story. Let me know! Thanks for reading.
Authors Notes: ok well I'm a bit stuck from here but I wanted to get the smoochies out to you guys now. The next chapter is coming soon so don't worry. Luv ya....and review.
Almawins thank you please continue to read.
Aalikane I love your reviews because I never really understand them. They amuse me to no end. Thanx for the review.
Cobalt45 I'm pretty sure that I did put that it was slightly AU in there somewhere, if not...sorry. It is. And.....I honestly forgot about the firebolt I just assumed he got it back. And the story on Rinoa is that she is named after a friend of mine whose name is spelled Rinoa...BUT when she writes her nick name it's Rhin...so that's how I wrote it. Sorry if it's annoying but that's how it is. Thank you sooooo much for the nice long review though and feel free to write any other questions you have.
IamJulianne Well, duh...who else would it be : ) tee hee.
Athenakitty 1) wait and see 2) yes. However, there are only two heirs. 3) read chapter one and two. Luv ya. Thanx.
Wytil wow. Ummmmm....i love you. That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. And no I did not get told that. However, I'm about to tell my fiancé that, he's a writer and he's procrastinating writing this AWSOME book. And I WANNA READ IT!!!! (It's not anything like Harry Potter though)
SlytherinGurl176 awww, thank you.
