Trying to Heal
Madame Pomphrey, Albus, Mrs Weasley and the rest of the people who picked up Harry were gathered around his bed. Madame Pomphrey was giving his potions and bandaging his wounds. His scar was still red and bleeding. The nurse put some ointment on it and put some on his bruises. "How is he Poppy?" asked Albus gravely. Most of the people in the room were crying and looked up to Poppy. Poppy sighed "Its lucky Remus and the others got him when they did. He wouldn't have survived much longer. He has severe blood loss and many fractures and broken bones. His arm and a lot of his ribs are broken. He had, had a lot of damage to his liver and spleen. The cuts are really deep and I am sure that the Freak carving won't ever properly heal. He's in real bad shape. The bruises are infected and he has been unconscious for nearly 6hours! I can guess he's been in and out of consciousness a lot these last two weeks"
Mrs Weasley was crying hysterically "He could have died!" Poppy looked at her sadly and continued "I also can see that he hasn't eaten or slept well at all since he left school. He is very malnourished and that alone could have killed him. It will take a week or more for him to be healed, but he won't be fully recovered until they go back to school." Poppy wiped a tear from her eye. "I've given him some vitamin strength potions and a blood replenishing drink. I've given him potion for the broken bones but the ribs will be the hardest to repair. They punctured his lungs. His bruises will be bad for a while too and the cuts will heal and disappear over time except for the freak one."
"Thankyou for coming Poppy. How about we all leave Poppy here with Harry and go get some rest. We can talk to Harry later." Said Albus ushering them out the door. Poppy climbed into the bed across the room "That poor boy" she whispered before falling asleep.
The next morning Harry groggily awoke. He looked around in panic. This wasn't his room, he tried to move "Ahh!" he groaned. His stomach still hurt. A woman came over to him "I see your finally awake. Its okay Mr Potter. Relax. You're at Grimmuald Place. Your lucky Remus got you when he did. You could have died. You're going to have to stay in bed for a week. I also know someone wants to see you," said the woman smiling. "Madame Pomphrey?" Asked Harry. Poppy nodded. She walked over the door and Mrs Weasley came in and Poppy slipped outside.
Mrs Weasley came over and sat on the edge of the bed and stroked his hair. " Hi Mrs Weasley", said Harry hoarsely.
"Don't speak. Your lungs are trying to heal. Your ribs punctured them. How are you feeling dear? I'm sorry dear. You know you're like a son to me." Whispered Mrs Weasley.
"I'm Okay. I feel really bad. I feel like a semi-trailer has hit me. Mrs Weasley how did you know I was in trouble?"
Mrs Weasley smoothed out the sheets "It wasn't me Baby. Ginny had a vision of you in trouble. She heard you screaming and told us to go get your right away. Were grateful we listened to her. Or you wouldn't be here with us alive."
Harry was shocked "It's was Ginny" "Mhmm Dear. You know I have a feeling you like her." Harry looked at her and blushed. "Now dear, no trying to hide it. I know for a fact she stills likes you. I know you like her because she's the one that heard your screams for help- no one else. I have to make breakfast for everyone Okay. I'll bring some food back up for you"
Harry shook his head "I'm not hungry Mrs Weasley" he whispered. Mrs Weasley looked at him and kissed him on the forehead "You need to it dear. You're extremely thin and if you want to heal you have to eat as well" Mrs Weasley stood up and walked away.
Poppy came back in and gave him some more vitamin potion and blood replenishing drink. She re-bandage his wounds and than left. Harry was laying on the bed with his eyes closed. 10 mins passed and he heard the door open. He though it was just Poppy so he kept his eyes closed. The person closed the door and than made their way over to the foot of the double bed. They climbed on and lay next to Harry.
Harry was still for a moment and than turned his head to see Ginny staring at him. "Hey Harry," she whispered. Harry smiled and winced. It hurt to smile or do anything for that matter. He coughed and sighed. "Ginny. I've been meaning to tell you that I like you. I like you as more than a friend and I have felt like this for along time" Harry was shocked at what he said. You stupid ass. Why did you say that out loud? Must be the damn drugs! He thought. Ginny smiled "I like you to Harry and I have for a very long time as well". Ginny leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"I bought you some soup Harry". Harry turned away "I'm not hungry".
"Please Harry". "No! Oww!" Harry groaned. It hurt to talk. Ginny looked at him worriedly 'Are you Okay". Harry nodded. Ginny moved closer to him "I guess you don't have to eat it if you don't want to." Harry nodded. Ginny laid there with her face against his. She reached over to put a hand across his stomach and he flinched. Ginny saw the pain on his face and lifted his shirt much to his protest. "Oh Harry!" She whispered as she saw the bandages and the bruises. A tear fell down her cheek and landed on his stomach. "Don't Cry Ginny." Said Harry patting her back. Ginny curled up to him and cried.
Harry had no idea that she would cry over him. He hugged her as she cried. It hurt but she was worth it. Harry shortly fell asleep. Ginny heard Harry's heavy breathing. She looked up and saw he was asleep. She put her head back down and closed her eyes and fell asleep. Poppy and Mrs Weasley came to check on Harry and Ginny and found them both asleep. Ginny had heard head resting on his shoulder.
The women smiled and left. Both Harry and Ginny were so exhausted that they slept through the whole day. They missed Hermione's Arrival. Fred and George had checked on the before lunch and had smiled to themselves about Ginny and Harry being asleep together. Ron and Hermione had checked on the after lunch. Bill had check on them in the afternoon and had wondered how they could be asleep still. Charlie had checked on them at 5pm. Mrs Weasley and Poppy had checked on them before dinner and had left them something for them to eat expecting them to awake soon. Poppy had said she'd give them a sleeping potion so that they'd sleep tonight and wake up the following morning.
When they had left Ginny had woken up. She opened her eyes and saw Harry next to her. She checked her watch, 7pm! Wow we slept for ages she thought. Harry stirred next to her "Ginny?" mumbled Harry. "Yeah?"
"I can't believe I'm saying this- but I'm actually hungry". Ginny laughed and helped Harry into a seated position. There was a note on the table beside them asking Ginny to change the bandages of Harry's stomach when he awoke. There was also food on the table. She handed him the soup and than ate her own toasted sandwich. For some reason Ginny loved toasted sandwiches.
Ginny helped Harry with his soup "I'm glad your eating" she commented. Harry nodded. Ginny understood that Harry's lungs were still sore. When they were finished eating Ginny absently put an arm across his stomach. "Oww!" yelped Harry. "Oh No! Sorry Harry." Cried Ginny. Harry gave her a small smile. Ginny turned to the desk and got some bandages and ointment. "I almost forgot. Poppy and Mum said I have to change your bandages."
Harry's eyes widen I don't want her to see them he thought. "No don't Ginny" he croaked. But she was determined. Ginny pulled up his shirt and unwound the first bandage. She was shocked by what she saw put didn't say anything. She applied the lotion and put on another bandage. She fixed all the others and came to the last one. Harry was staring at her in horror as she unwound it. Ginny gasped. Underneath was a the work Freak carved deep into his skin. She traced her fingers around it before putting on lotion and bandaging it back up.
"You shouldn't be ashamed. Its not your fault" whispered Ginny. "I deserved it". Ginny put the bottle and bandages down and pulled down his shirt "You didn't deserve this Harry. No one deserves abuse".
"Yes I do. It's my fault Sirius is dead" Tears rolled down his cheeks. Ginny gently laid beside him and hugged him. "No it wasn't your fault. You thought he was in trouble". Harry shook his head "Everything's my fault! he screamed and the tears came pouring down. He poured out his heart to her. How he blamed himself for everything, about the beatings and about the prophecy. Harry cried and cried and Ginny just sat there hugging him.
Harry sniffled "I'm sorry for putting this burden on you". Ginny kissed him "Your not a burden. I'm glad you told me. I was thinking maybe we should go out some time." Harry smiled "I'd like that" Ginny laughed "Oh! I just remembered something! Were supposed to drink this. It's supposed to make us go to sleep." Ginny handed him a cup and he drank it. Ginny drank hers and put it back. Ginny felt drowsy. "Night Harry" she mumbled before drifting to sleep.
Over the next week Harry was in bed Ginny looked after him. It was a very big ordeal to get Harry to eat. He was always sore and was still grieving Sirius. When Ginny cared for him they usually ended up cuddling or kissing. Mrs Weasley really didn't mind. If Ginny could help Harry recover, Fine by her. At one stage during the week Remus and Dumbledore came to visit. They'd come to discuss Sirius' will. Sirius had given Remus, Harry and the Weasley's each 1/3 of his money. He'd given them all numerous estates and had made Tonks sole heir to the black family. Harry had inherited Grimmuald Place as one of the estates and Sirius had asked that it be kept as headquarters of the Order. Sirius had also asked that Remus become Harry's Godfather and Guardian. When they had left Harry had thanked Remus for saving him and that he was happy he was his godfather.
On the day Harry was to get out of bed, Ginny quietly entered the room and sat next to him. "Morning Sunshine!" she said brightly "What?" Mumbled Harry. "Today's the day you get out of bed. The first thing we have to do is get you down stairs for breakfast". Harry groaned, "I don't feel like eating" Ginny smiled "You never feel like eating." Ginny rolled over and sat on Harry. "Harry you have to eat or else I'm not moving," she said firmly.
A smile flickered across Harry's face. He opened one eye to look at her. Ginny looked good he thought. She was wearing Black ¾ quarter Pants and a white Singlet top that read get a Life in black writing. She looked awesome. He closed his eye "Fine by me. I don't mind you sitting there all day". "Harry!" Ginny was shocked, that little devil she thought. She leaned forward and kissed him "Please will you get up?" Harry groaned "Your hurting my ribs" than he smiled "Fine, I'll get up". Ginny rolled off and landed on the floor feet first so she was standing.
Harry sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. Ginny helped him stand up. Harry's legs wobbled "Whooa!". Ginny steadied him and they made the slow walk to the kitchen. 10mins later they were seated at the table. "By the way Harry. Happy 16th Birthday" Ginny smiled and gave him a kiss. "Wow! I forgot all about my birthday". Just than Dumbledore came out of the fireplace.