Chapter 3: Grief.
Harry raced towards the snitch, blocking out all the sounds, blocking out the world. He got closer to the snitch.
'Just one more....got ya' He thought as his hand closed around the snitch.
"HARRY POTTER CAUGHT THE SNITCH. GRYFFINDOR WINS" Seamus announced.
Harry stopped for a brief moment before he was surrounded by his teammates congratulating him.
"GINNY!!" He suddenly heard someone scream, and the ground became very quiet, as he heard a loud thud.
Harry turned around to see what was happening, and as the crowd in front of him cleared, he saw a body on the ground...a very familiar body, with red hair...
"GINNY!!" Harry raced towards her unconscious form, on his broom as Ron accompanied him.
"Ginny...wake up..." Ron tried to shake her awake.
"Ron don't...she might be badly injured" Hermione said, who by that time had arrived at the scene along with Luna.
"But...she's not moving...she...she..." Ron stuttered extremely worried.
"Excuse me...Excuse me..." The professors said shooing the crowd away. "Mr Weasley, please." Professor Dumbledore said.
"But sir..." Ron tried to reply.
"Come on Ron...let Madam Pomfrey look at her." Harry said trying to pull Ron away.
Ginny was in a very awful condition. Her head had been severely injured and there was blood everywhere. Madam Pomfrey immediately took her to the infirmary as the Head of the Houses tried to maintain order and send the students back to their dormitories.
Harry was still staring at the spot Ginny was. The pure white snow on the ground was covered with Ginny's blood and it looked liked she had lost a lot of blood. He hoped that she was ok, but he had a feeling he was very wrong. He was surprised this has happened...she was always alert at the pitch... Suddenly he wished he could turn back time and catch Ginny instead of the snitch. After falling from as high as she fell, it would be a miracle if someone survived. He was thankful to whoever screamed, or Ginny might have been left like that unnoticed. Ginny was such a good flyer...it was surprising she fell off her broom...
Ginny fell of her broom...Simply fell off!!! No...something was wrong Ginny could not fall off her broom just like that...but then it clicked...someone hit her.
As Harry realised this, he was irked...irked beyond limits. If he just knew who did it...
"Harry...Harry!" Hermione's voice brought him out of his thoughts, "Let's go Harry." She said in a barely audible voice.
Harry, at a loss for words, simply followed. Halfway during their trip to their common room, they met Dumbledore.
"Mr Weasley, Mr Potter, Miss Granger, can I meet you in my office?" He said, his voice void of any emotion, his blue eyes without their usual twinkle.
The trio simply followed. Once in his office, Dumbledore requested them to sit.
"Miss Weasley's condition is quite critical right now...we might even have to send her to St Mungos if things get worse..." The trio looked up as the headmaster said this.
"Don't worry...that time has not yet come. I believe you would want to know what happened." The trio just nodded.
"After the game, Mr White was, apparently, too angry and envious, that he sent a bludger directly towards Ms. Weasley. As Ms Weasley was not at expecting it, it hit her straight in her head, she lost control and fell. Unfortunately, everyone was too busy cheering to notice...except for Ms. Lovegood, who brought our attention towards her. Mr White has been taken of the quidditch team for assaulting a fellow player and has been suspended from school for two months..." Dumbledore finished.
"THAT'S IT!! SUSPENSION...HE ALMOST KILLED...NO LET ME REPHRASE THAT HE DID KILL MY SISTER...and YOU JUST SUSPEND HIM..." Ron bellowed.
"Ron..." Hermione interrupted.
"EXPEL HIM!! THAT'S WHAT HE DESERVES!!"
"Ron...stop!" Hermione tried again.
Harry was very angry with the headmaster too but he tried to control himself. He gripped Ron by the arm who was about to launch at the headmaster and moved towards the exit.
"We would just like to see Ginny now, Sir. Excuse us." Harry said coldly
"Yes surely do," the Headmaster said calmly, "I will inform the people concerned about the incident," He finished as the trio disappeared from the office, for the infirmary.
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The trio arrived at the infirmary where the whole Gryffindor team was present. They made their way through the crowd, to notice Madam Pomfrey working urgently on Ginny. The trio moved a little closer to see Ginny. Her head was covered in bandages and she was barely recognisable. Hermione gasped at the scene.
"Ahh...Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter...Mr Weasley..." Madam Pomfrey said as she saw them.
"How-w...How is she?" Ron said looking at the still form of Ginny.
Poppy Pomfrey shooed out the rest of the team before returning to them.
"I advise you three sit down." Madam Pomfrey said.
The three looked at her, each expecting the worse but obeyed.
"She hurt her head very badly," she continued, "The bludger first, and then she fell down head first. Her head injury is quite severe...and when she will regain consciousness...its impossible to say. If her condition deteriorates, we will have to send her to St Mungos. She has also broken a few bones, but that has been taken care of. I have a feeling she might need to be transferred to St Mungos...but I hope the time never comes. She might have suffered from memory loss but we can't say until she comes back. I am sorry to say...but it's almost impossible for her to survive. I am sorry." Saying that she left leaving the three alone with Ginny.
Hermione was crying by now and the boys were sitting emotionless. Well...not entirely...both were thinking along the same lines...using the killing curse on White. Harry was seeing red. All of a sudden, as if under the imperious curse, he got up and left the infirmary in search of White.
Ron did the same thing a few minutes later while Hermione followed the boys trying to prevent them from committing a murder.
Harry was near the Hogwarts main gates when he saw White, laughing with his fellow members. Harry approached him, and presented him with a punch on his nose, thereby cracking it. Harry continued to assault White, but when his friends retaliated, Ron, who had arrived then, joined in the fight. Wands forgotten, the teenagers fought to death, until the professors separated them. Harry and Ron were bleeding and bruised by then, and even though they hadn't finished their mission, they had at least injured White very badly. In the end, both of them had lost a hundred points each for Gryffindor and had landed themselves with a week of detention.
The Weasley clan arrived that night, with Mrs Weasley hysterical, and all the others looking grave. No words were required between them, as all of them knew what was coming. They were all silently wishing they had faced Voldemort instead of hearing these news. But no matter how badly they wished, no matter how hard they tried...they were not able to change the truth.
Ginny Weasley...the light of their eyes...might never see daylight again...
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Christmas was in two weeks, yet there was no sign of the Christmas spirit between the Weasleys. None of them wanted to leave, yet the next day, they had to. Ron was miserable, Harry was not far behind and Hermione...she was in hysterics. They were sitting in the infirmary in complete silence, when Ron said,
"I wish I hadn't listened to her...I wish I had kept an eye on her..."
Harry agreed with Ron on that. He wished he had seen her falling instead of the snitch. He looked at Ginny's still form, she was not your typical girl, she was more of a tomboy. She didn't care what people thought of her, she did what she pleased...brave, determined, funny...that's what she was...yet now she looked helpless.
Over the next two week, the three returned to classes. Harry and Ron would finish of their detentions, and then Ron and Hermione were off to patrolling again. None of them wanted to leave Ginny, so when Ron and Harry were in detention, Hermione would be by Ginny's side and when Ron and Hermione left, Harry would take her place.
It was Christmas Eve, and Ron and Hermione were off to patrolling. Harry was sitting by Ginny's side, looking at her. She was still covered in bandages, and Harry wished she would just come back. Harry was worried for Ginny; he realised how close they had become. Ever since they got to know each other, he stopped having nightmares; he had cooled down and did not get so angry anymore. She was the closest friend he had now...even closer than Ron and Hermione...and he had lost her...just like Sirius.
"I sometimes feel she will simply get up now and say it was all a joke," Ron said sitting next to Harry, bringing him back to earth.
"Don't lose hope Ron..." Hermione started but was interrupted.
"There is no hope left Hermione...look at her...it's been two weeks," Ron said. "You know, this Christmas I don't want any presents...I just want Ginny back..."
Hermione kept a comforting hand on Ron's shoulder.
"Come on...its past curfew..." She said hesitantly getting up.
The boys did the same, the three leaving the infirmary with a heavy heart. On his way to his dormitory, Harry contemplated on Ron's words and realised how close they were to his wishes...he did not want anything this Christmas...he just wanted Ginny back...
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Harry raced towards the snitch, blocking out all the sounds, blocking out the world. He got closer to the snitch.
'Just one more....got ya' He thought as his hand closed around the snitch.
"HARRY POTTER CAUGHT THE SNITCH. GRYFFINDOR WINS" Seamus announced.
Harry stopped for a brief moment before he was surrounded by his teammates congratulating him.
"GINNY!!" He suddenly heard someone scream, and the ground became very quiet, as he heard a loud thud.
Harry turned around to see what was happening, and as the crowd in front of him cleared, he saw a body on the ground...a very familiar body, with red hair...
"GINNY!!" Harry raced towards her unconscious form, on his broom as Ron accompanied him.
"Ginny...wake up..." Ron tried to shake her awake.
"Ron don't...she might be badly injured" Hermione said, who by that time had arrived at the scene along with Luna.
"But...she's not moving...she...she..." Ron stuttered extremely worried.
"Excuse me...Excuse me..." The professors said shooing the crowd away. "Mr Weasley, please." Professor Dumbledore said.
"But sir..." Ron tried to reply.
"Come on Ron...let Madam Pomfrey look at her." Harry said trying to pull Ron away.
Ginny was in a very awful condition. Her head had been severely injured and there was blood everywhere. Madam Pomfrey immediately took her to the infirmary as the Head of the Houses tried to maintain order and send the students back to their dormitories.
Harry was still staring at the spot Ginny was. The pure white snow on the ground was covered with Ginny's blood and it looked liked she had lost a lot of blood. He hoped that she was ok, but he had a feeling he was very wrong. He was surprised this has happened...she was always alert at the pitch... Suddenly he wished he could turn back time and catch Ginny instead of the snitch. After falling from as high as she fell, it would be a miracle if someone survived. He was thankful to whoever screamed, or Ginny might have been left like that unnoticed. Ginny was such a good flyer...it was surprising she fell off her broom...
Ginny fell of her broom...Simply fell off!!! No...something was wrong Ginny could not fall off her broom just like that...but then it clicked...someone hit her.
As Harry realised this, he was irked...irked beyond limits. If he just knew who did it...
"Harry...Harry!" Hermione's voice brought him out of his thoughts, "Let's go Harry." She said in a barely audible voice.
Harry, at a loss for words, simply followed. Halfway during their trip to their common room, they met Dumbledore.
"Mr Weasley, Mr Potter, Miss Granger, can I meet you in my office?" He said, his voice void of any emotion, his blue eyes without their usual twinkle.
The trio simply followed. Once in his office, Dumbledore requested them to sit.
"Miss Weasley's condition is quite critical right now...we might even have to send her to St Mungos if things get worse..." The trio looked up as the headmaster said this.
"Don't worry...that time has not yet come. I believe you would want to know what happened." The trio just nodded.
"After the game, Mr White was, apparently, too angry and envious, that he sent a bludger directly towards Ms. Weasley. As Ms Weasley was not at expecting it, it hit her straight in her head, she lost control and fell. Unfortunately, everyone was too busy cheering to notice...except for Ms. Lovegood, who brought our attention towards her. Mr White has been taken of the quidditch team for assaulting a fellow player and has been suspended from school for two months..." Dumbledore finished.
"THAT'S IT!! SUSPENSION...HE ALMOST KILLED...NO LET ME REPHRASE THAT HE DID KILL MY SISTER...and YOU JUST SUSPEND HIM..." Ron bellowed.
"Ron..." Hermione interrupted.
"EXPEL HIM!! THAT'S WHAT HE DESERVES!!"
"Ron...stop!" Hermione tried again.
Harry was very angry with the headmaster too but he tried to control himself. He gripped Ron by the arm who was about to launch at the headmaster and moved towards the exit.
"We would just like to see Ginny now, Sir. Excuse us." Harry said coldly
"Yes surely do," the Headmaster said calmly, "I will inform the people concerned about the incident," He finished as the trio disappeared from the office, for the infirmary.
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The trio arrived at the infirmary where the whole Gryffindor team was present. They made their way through the crowd, to notice Madam Pomfrey working urgently on Ginny. The trio moved a little closer to see Ginny. Her head was covered in bandages and she was barely recognisable. Hermione gasped at the scene.
"Ahh...Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter...Mr Weasley..." Madam Pomfrey said as she saw them.
"How-w...How is she?" Ron said looking at the still form of Ginny.
Poppy Pomfrey shooed out the rest of the team before returning to them.
"I advise you three sit down." Madam Pomfrey said.
The three looked at her, each expecting the worse but obeyed.
"She hurt her head very badly," she continued, "The bludger first, and then she fell down head first. Her head injury is quite severe...and when she will regain consciousness...its impossible to say. If her condition deteriorates, we will have to send her to St Mungos. She has also broken a few bones, but that has been taken care of. I have a feeling she might need to be transferred to St Mungos...but I hope the time never comes. She might have suffered from memory loss but we can't say until she comes back. I am sorry to say...but it's almost impossible for her to survive. I am sorry." Saying that she left leaving the three alone with Ginny.
Hermione was crying by now and the boys were sitting emotionless. Well...not entirely...both were thinking along the same lines...using the killing curse on White. Harry was seeing red. All of a sudden, as if under the imperious curse, he got up and left the infirmary in search of White.
Ron did the same thing a few minutes later while Hermione followed the boys trying to prevent them from committing a murder.
Harry was near the Hogwarts main gates when he saw White, laughing with his fellow members. Harry approached him, and presented him with a punch on his nose, thereby cracking it. Harry continued to assault White, but when his friends retaliated, Ron, who had arrived then, joined in the fight. Wands forgotten, the teenagers fought to death, until the professors separated them. Harry and Ron were bleeding and bruised by then, and even though they hadn't finished their mission, they had at least injured White very badly. In the end, both of them had lost a hundred points each for Gryffindor and had landed themselves with a week of detention.
The Weasley clan arrived that night, with Mrs Weasley hysterical, and all the others looking grave. No words were required between them, as all of them knew what was coming. They were all silently wishing they had faced Voldemort instead of hearing these news. But no matter how badly they wished, no matter how hard they tried...they were not able to change the truth.
Ginny Weasley...the light of their eyes...might never see daylight again...
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Christmas was in two weeks, yet there was no sign of the Christmas spirit between the Weasleys. None of them wanted to leave, yet the next day, they had to. Ron was miserable, Harry was not far behind and Hermione...she was in hysterics. They were sitting in the infirmary in complete silence, when Ron said,
"I wish I hadn't listened to her...I wish I had kept an eye on her..."
Harry agreed with Ron on that. He wished he had seen her falling instead of the snitch. He looked at Ginny's still form, she was not your typical girl, she was more of a tomboy. She didn't care what people thought of her, she did what she pleased...brave, determined, funny...that's what she was...yet now she looked helpless.
Over the next two week, the three returned to classes. Harry and Ron would finish of their detentions, and then Ron and Hermione were off to patrolling again. None of them wanted to leave Ginny, so when Ron and Harry were in detention, Hermione would be by Ginny's side and when Ron and Hermione left, Harry would take her place.
It was Christmas Eve, and Ron and Hermione were off to patrolling. Harry was sitting by Ginny's side, looking at her. She was still covered in bandages, and Harry wished she would just come back. Harry was worried for Ginny; he realised how close they had become. Ever since they got to know each other, he stopped having nightmares; he had cooled down and did not get so angry anymore. She was the closest friend he had now...even closer than Ron and Hermione...and he had lost her...just like Sirius.
"I sometimes feel she will simply get up now and say it was all a joke," Ron said sitting next to Harry, bringing him back to earth.
"Don't lose hope Ron..." Hermione started but was interrupted.
"There is no hope left Hermione...look at her...it's been two weeks," Ron said. "You know, this Christmas I don't want any presents...I just want Ginny back..."
Hermione kept a comforting hand on Ron's shoulder.
"Come on...its past curfew..." She said hesitantly getting up.
The boys did the same, the three leaving the infirmary with a heavy heart. On his way to his dormitory, Harry contemplated on Ron's words and realised how close they were to his wishes...he did not want anything this Christmas...he just wanted Ginny back...
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