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Harry woke up 2 weeks later in the Hospital Wing to people running frantically around, and making a bunch of racket.

"Harry!" Yelled Ron. "Your awake!"

"Where's Hermione?" He asked panickaly. (Is that a word?)

"She's still out." Ron said pointing to the bed next to Harry's.

"When did you wake up?"

"Yesterday. Dumbledore said that the power of the rings sucked out all of our energy, and that's why we all fainted. But Hermione still isn't awake because of all the stupefy's she was hit with. The night I woke up, she almost didn't make it."

"Harry!" someone shouted, and Ginny, followed by a bunch of other Gryffindore's, crowded around his bed. Most of them had bandages and bruises all over their bodies.

"Harry, good job mate!" someone from the back of the mob shouted. "You too Ron!"

"So what all happened?" asked Ginny. "I want every detail."

"Move aside! Move aside!" Came another woman's voice and Madame Pomphre squeezed into the front of the crowd.

"Move along everybody. If you are occupying a bed get back into it, if not please leave and go back up to your dormoritories.

There was one big loud groan from the crowd as everyone went back to where they were or what they were doing.

"Hello Mr. Potter, I am sure you are very hungry, so eat this and you may go back to sleep." She said and handed him a plate of food. He scarfed it down in a very Ron like way, and started back up with his conversation.

"So…" Harry started. "How many people um… died?"

"32 students, 2 teachers, and 15 death eaters."

"The students. Anyone we knew?"

"Yeah. Dean and Parvarti. The rest were all 4th years."

"Who were the 2 teachers?"

"Professor Trelawney and Madame Hooch."

"Oh." Harry said not knowing what else he should say.

"Well I am going back to bed. Hopefully Hermione will be awake by morning." Ron said.

Harry laid his head back down on the pillow and looked up at the starry sky. He felt different. Like a chunk of himself had been taken out of his body. A chunk he didn't want or need. Harry felt like the first time in the world he didn't have any weight on his shoulders. He felt free. It was nice.

Harry looked over to see, or hear, Ron snoring and Hermione stirring in her sleep. He looked around the Hospital Wing to see everyone sleeping so he slowly crept out of his bed and into Hermione's covers. She was very cold and pale. Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and fell instantly asleep.

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"Mr. Potter! Mr. Potter!"

Harry felt something hitting his shoulder and when he opened his eyes Madame Pomphre was hitting him with a Daily Prophet.

"Get out of Miss Grangers bed!" she shrieked. "I don't care who you are or what you did, students do not sleep in each others bed!" Each word was emphasized with a smack in the head.

"Sorry Madame." Harry grumbled as he let go of Hermione and went back to his own bed.

"I do not mind if you sit on her bed but do not go in-between the covers."

Madame Pomphre left to tend to another person and Harry sat back down on Hermione's bed. She was no longer pale, and her hands were warm. Ron came over and sat down next to Harry.

"Come on mate lets go down to the Great Hall for breakfast."

"No. I want to wait here till she wakes up."

"Harry you can't stay up here all day, who knows when she will wake up, and besides, you need to answer your mail."

"Mail?"

"Yeah. We all got some."

Harry looked around and sure enough on all 3 end tables were stacked with mail for the trio.

"Whoa." Harry said.

"Open one."

Harry picked up the one on top. It was bright pink. He read it to himself and started hysterically laughing.

"What does it say mate? Read it out loud."

"Ok. It says,

Dear Harry Potter,

My name is Ashleigh Spinnet and I think you are soooo dead sexy. Will you marry me? Please write back soon."

"You better write back and say your taken."

"Hermione!" Harry yelled jumping on her and giving her a hug and kiss.

"Whoa." Ron said "Best friend still in the room here."

"Sorry."

"Did you just wake up?"

"No I woke up in the middle of the night, but I didn't want to move from were I was." She said.

"I'm starving." Butted in Ron. "Now can we go to the Great Hall?"

"Yes Ron." Harry said. "Gees."

"We need to sneak out because Madame Pomphre will not be happy that we are leaving."

Ron and Harry stood up but Hermione stumbled and fell.

"Whoa." She said. "Head rush."

"Here." Harry said putting an arm around her shoulder and helping her up.

"I can walk Harry."

"I know, but just in case."

"Here comes Madame Pomphre." Ron said "Go GO GO!"

Harry, Hermione, and Ron walked as fast as they could out of the Hospital Wing and down to the Great Hall. When they opened the huge doors, everyone looked up and started clapping. Ron's face, if possible, got even redder than his hair, and Harry and Hermione had huge goofy grins on their face.

As the trio sat down Dumbledore stood up and calmed the Hall down.

"As we all know we had many losses at our school. I have made a memorial in honor of those teachers and students. You may go see it whenever you want. On another note Voldemort is gone, and we have 3 wonderful students to thank for that." He said pointing at the trio. "I have never had students like them. They have broken so many rules, and snuck out so many times, yet they seem to always be able to solve problems and get themselves out of trouble. Well they managed to do that one last time. Hopefully they will finish there last year with no more problems."

Just then Madame Pomphre came storming into the hall.

"You 3 should be in bed!" She yelled pointing her finger at each syllable. "Especially you Miss Granger! I thought you were supposed to be the smart one!"

"I guess things will never change." Dumbledore said as he watched the Golden Trio limp back up to the Hospital Wing.

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A/N; Well? 1 chapter to go and then the nest one will be on the sequel Revenge.