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Chapter Three

Truly Madly Deeply

Song: By Savage Garden

Harry woke up at about five o'clock in a very uncomfortable chair in what he recognized as a muggle hospital room. 'How did I get here?' he strained to remember as he looked around. His eyes fell on his arm and trailed up to the pale, slender hand of Ginny, who had fallen asleep with her hand in his. The previous night's events came flooding back to him, and he smiled as he looked down at her serene, semi-conscious self.

I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love
Be everything that you need…

She was stirring… She sat up and rubbed her eyes with her one free hand. She looked at him and smiled back. He could see all of the love in her eyes. What he couldn't see was her doubt.

I'll love you more with every breath
Truly madly deeply do
I will be strong, I will be faithful
'Cause we're counting on

A new beginning
A reason for living
A deeper meaning (yeah)

"Morning, beautiful," he said softly. "How'd you sleep?"

"Much better, knowing that you were here." This wasn't exactly the response she had been meaning to give, but, hey, it worked. She looked out the window to notice that it was still dark out. "What time is it?" she asked through a stifled yawn.

"It's quarter after five." He was looking at her with so much emotion and love in his eyes, and she hoped that this time he meant it. She looked down at herself, to the bloodstains on her inner thigh.

"They must have missed those ones," Harry said, inspecting the stains. "We'd better get you get cleaned up." Ginny tried to stand up but the room seemed to spin around her. She fell backwards, clutching her head. Harry worriedly hurried to support her. She fell against him just as her nurse, a large black woman with soft features, was walking into the room.

"Oh, honey!" the nurse said, rushing over. "You can't just get up like that! You're hooked up to all kinds of machines." Ginny looked around to realize for the first time that she had two tubes attached to her, each with a bag at the other end. One was sending a clear liquid into her body and the other, something red. The one with red liquid was marked 'A positive.' She also had a beeping machine attached to her finger with a skinny wire. She looked at Harry with a confused and scared look on her face.

"What are those? Why are those things sticking into my body? Why?"

"Calm down, it's all right!" Harry told her. He turned to the nurse who looked even more confused than Ginny. "She, er, she's never been to a hospital before," he explained. "She doesn't really, er, get out often."

"Ohhh," the nurse mouthed. Softly she added, "I'll let you explain things to her, shall I? I can wait a few minutes before giving her this." She gave Harry a quick peek of the needle she was holding before she left.

Harry looked at Ginny, surprised to see that she was beautiful, even in such a state. The contrast between her pale face and flaming red hair was stunning, and it made her lips seem even redder. He couldn't help but think about what his future life would be like with her, and all the things he wanted to do with her in the future…

I want to stand with you on a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me

"Harry? My face is up here…" Harry blushed as he looked back up at her face. Confident that she had regained his attention she continued. "Okay, what are all these things?"

"You're in a muggle hospital," Harry started.

"Well, duh!" Ginny looked at him with a look like 'What am I, like two or something!"

"The tube with clear stuff is an IV; medicine. The red stuff is blood." Ginny went, if possible, even more pale.

"Who's?"

"Dunno," Harry responded. "Muggles give blood for people who get into accidents or lose a lot of blood. This replaces all the blood you've lost." Ginny looked disgusted.

"That's disgusting. And why'd you bring me to a muggle hospital? St Mungo's just didn't 'do it' for you?" She looked angry.

"No," Harry said curtly. "The last thing I want to see when I open up the Daily Prophet is the headline: Famed Harry Potter's Ex-Girlfriend Attempts Suicide! Is He The Reason? This way we are not drawing any negative attention towards you, or me. No one knows but you, me, Hermione, and your family." Ginny was looking at her feet. "Hey," he said in a softer tone. He lifted her chin up and pulled her into a tight embrace. "I'd do anything to keep you safe. From danger…from Voldemort…from the tabloids…" She laughed at this. He pulled back so he could see her face. "Now, I'm going to go and get a washcloth so you can clean yourself up a bit. Meanwhile," he helped her back into bed, "I want you to wait right here for me. Can you do that?" She nodded and he kissed her on the forehead before he left.

She lay back down and turned her head to the window. Last night she had asked Harry to keep the curtains open, and now she could see the stars sparkling way up in the heavens. She was happy to have him back, but she was also afraid. She had lost him once, and she wasn't so sure if she could do it again. She couldn't even do it the first time. 'Please,' she thought, almost in a prayer, 'I don't want to lose him again. I love him so much. I know I should to trust him, but it's not that easy; I'm just so scared. I just want to know…'

And when the stars are shining
Brightly in the velvet sky
I'll make a wish send it to heaven
And make you want cry.

'Send me a sign…'

"Ginny?" Harry walked over with a damp washcloth in his hand. She took it from him and attempted to wash herself with it, but was fumbling. "Here," he said, taking the cloth back. He helped to prop her up and he lightly rubbed it on her leg, first softly and gradually harder, looking at her face for signs of discomfort. When she grimaced he applied a little less force, and rubbed the rest of the dried blood off of her leg. "There," he said with finality.

"Are you two ready?" the nurse asked, poking her head around the corner. Harry nodded, and she walked in, one hand behind her back. Ginny looked curious.

"What's that?" she inquired.

"Oh, just some medicine. Now I'm going to have to ask you to lie flat on your back. That's perfect, dear. Now this may hurt at first," the nurse continued as she wiped a spot on Ginny's arm with a sanitary wipe, "but don't worry. It might be a little scary as well, especially if you've never had one before." She pulled out the needle and jabbed it into Ginny's arm with extreme precision. Ginny went pale once again.

"I don't…like…needles," she said, eyebrows furrowed in fear. The nurse quickly ejected the medicine into her body and pulled it out. She grabbed a flesh-colored bandage and stuck it over the wound.

"There you are, my dear. You'll feel a little drowsy, so you may want to take a nap. In three hours, you are free to go. Just sign out with the nurse on this floor." She marked something on the clipboard that hung next to the door and left.

Ginny woke up four and a half hours later.

"You looked so peaceful that I didn't want to wake you," Harry explained, "But we can go home now."

Ginny, now tube- and wire-free, stood up. When she didn't fall over due to disorientation she leapt at Harry and wrapped her arms around him, taking in his scent like she used to when they were young. When they broke apart her eyes were bloodshot, and tears were running down her face.

The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty.

That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of

The highest powers
In lonely hours
The tears devour you

"I love you," Harry told her, meaning every word of it.

"I love you, too." Harry once again did not notice her uncertainty.

Harry led her out to his car. Ten minutes later she was watching the scenery whip past. She closed her eyes as she began to think about the past and how things used to be.

Flashback

"Gotcha!"

"Ron, get back here! I'm going to get you for that!"

"You'll have to get through me first, pretty lady!" An eighteen-year-old Harry Potter stepped in the way of his seventeen year old girlfriend. She made an unsuccessful attempt to bust past him, but to no avail; he wrapped his arms around her waist, restraining her as she lunged at her brother. Red-faced and grinning, she spun around to look at him.

"Whatcha hold me back for?" she demanded playfully. She struggled and he kissed her hard. When they broke apart Ron was standing with his face right next to hers.

"Oh, good," he sighed in mock relief. "For a second there I was afraid you swallowed her tongue, Harry!"

"Ronald!" Ginny squealed, and she pounced on him, causing an unsuspecting Harry to fall over sideways.

"Come on now," said George, with 'business' written all over his face. "Stop playing, kids; are we going to let off these off or not?" Ginny plopped ungracefully onto the inviting patch of grass next to Harry. Fred and Ron plopped down on either side of the couple, and George stood in front of them, wand at the ready. "Right. And now the most amazing display of fireworks available on the market: Weasleys' Fire Busters!" He flicked his wand at one that was propped up on a concrete slab. As Ginny and Harry were lying there, the same thought crept into both of their heads; they never wanted to move.

I want to stand with you on a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me

End of Flashback

"Ginny?" She turned to him, to look into those brilliant, green eyes.

Oh can you see it baby?
You don't have to close your eyes
'Cause I'm standing right before you
All that you need will surely come

They got to her apartment, and they just sat there for a second.

"Thank you," Ginny whispered, and she opened the door. Harry kissed her on the cheek.

"I love you."

This time she did not respond; she smiled mechanically and got out, closing the door gently behind her. Harry watched her as she slowly climbed the steps and slid her card. She turned around to give him one final smile and wave before disappearing into the house.

I'll be your dream
I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy
I'll be your hope, I'll be your love
Be everything that you need

Harry sat there for a full ten minutes, thinking. Finally, he turned the key in the ignition and put the car into reverse.

I love you more with every breath
Truly madly deeply do

Suddenly, the front door flew open. "Harry!" It was Ginny, and she ran down the steps and towards the car, stopping only to use it for support.

"Ginny, what are you doing? You shouldn't be running; you just got out of the hospital!" He was silenced by a long, hard kiss. They broke apart, gasping for breath.

"Harry James Potter, I love you with all that is in me. I always have, and always will. You know what I say to those people that say that schoolgirl crushes hold no meaning? Bullshit." She kissed him again, this time a little gentler.

I want to stand with you on a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me

"I know, Ginny. I love you, too."

I want to stand with you on a mountain
I want to bathe with you in the sea
I wanna lay like this forever
Until the sky falls down on me

As she entered her apartment earlier she had realized something, and she knew that everything would be okay. She went along with not only her heart but her woman instincts as well, and this time she knew that this time he was there for good. She loved Harry Potter, and, as she pulled him into her apartment, she had every intention of showing him how much.

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