A.N./ Well everyone, here we are, at the end of the third part of the saga. I know, sad isn't it? But don't be too sad, there will indeed be a fourth part to this ficcy and yes, I have already started writing it. The name of it will be called, "Beauty In The Eye Of The Beholder." So please keep your eyes open for it. I will want to try and have a few chapters done before I post it. I don't want to keep you guys in too much suspense, but I want at least five chapters done before I start on it. Any questions or if you want notification for when the I start the fic email me, my email is in the author page, and I will inform you when I have made the first post! Happy reading!
Chapter 28
Voldemort raised his wand to Harry and both men yelled at the same time, "Avada Kedavra!"
One was still standing, the other had felt the rushing wind and the blinding green light, dead before he had ever hit the ground.
Death Eaters began to apparate off of the grounds and the person that had been standing passed out in exhaustion.
"Harry! Harry!" Ron ran over to his best mate and Draco wasn't far behind him.
The Aurors and the rest of the Order members ran over to Harry.
"We will take his body. The ministry is going to want to make sure he is truly dead," Mad Eye Moody spoke up and nodded towards a pink haired woman Ron had only seen a few times through the Order.
"Malfoy," Ron spoke up. "They are taking Voldemort's corpse to the Ministry, help me carry Harry's body to the Hospital Wing."
"No," Professor McGonagall stopped the boys. "We don't know how hurt is he is and he might have some broken bones." Professor McGonagall waved her wand and a stretcher appeared, and then she levitated the body onto the stretcher. "Mr. Weasley please escort Mr. Potter to the Hospital Wing, tell Poppy that he needs medical attention immediately."
Ron nodded and left with the stretcher that had Harry Potter's almost lifeless body upon.
McGonagall then turned to Draco, "Mr. Malfoy, I need you to come with me."
"Where are we going?"
"To the Head Boy and Girls' dormitories, you know the password to the room that your wife and Mrs. Potter are in. We need to make sure that both women and the babies are okay."
"Yes ma'am."
"Ginny," Susan said dipping the rag in cool water again and replacing it on her sister-in-law's forehead. "Please let me bring you to the Hospital Wing."
"No," Ginny moaned. "You know what they told us earlier."
"Yes, but you could lose James! You started screaming just a few minutes ago and you said that the pain was both in your abdomen and in you head."
"It was Harry, I am worried about him."
There was a noise that made both women jump and the Head Boy's bedroom door opened to revel a very tired and worn out looking Professor McGonagall and Draco Malfoy.
"Draco!" Susan yelled as she left Ginny's side for the first time that day, "Thank Merlin you are alive!"
Draco took Susan in his arms and let her silently sob into his shoulder. Draco didn't know what to say to her, today had been the worst day of his life and yet to hold Susan and see Breeanna across the room somehow made half of the nightmare go away.
"Ginerva!" Professor McGonagall gasped as she ran over to the teenager's bed, "What in Merlin's name?"
"She wouldn't let me take her to the Hospital Wing," Susan said turning around.
"I will take her now, the war is over. Voldemort is gone."
"What about my family?" Susan asked.
"The majority of them are really banged up and in the hospital wing, Bridget is helping Madam Pomfrey out with all the injured."
"I should go with you and help," Susan turned to Draco. "We both should."
"Madam Pomfrey will want to make sure that you are okay Mr. Malfoy. Mrs. Malfoy, I suggest you stay here with the children."
"I want to see my family!" Susan yelled.
"I won't hear a word of it," Professor McGonagall shook her head.
"Then I want to talk to Professor Dumbledore!"
"Susan," Draco said turning his wife around. "He is dead."
"What!" Susan and Ginny yelled at the same time and Professor McGonagall was trying to get Ginny on the stretcher.
"By who?" Susan asked.
"Autumn," Draco said looking Susan straight in her green eyes. "Professor McGonagall is now Headmistress and you must listen to her. I will be right back, just enough time for Madam Pomfrey to okay me and I will come straight back here to help you out with Breeanna and Roselyn."
"Promise?"
"Of course," Draco said leaving with Professor McGonagall and Ginny Potter.
Sadie Malfoy walked over to the playpen that held baby Roselyn and baby Breeanna, looking down she smiled. Not matter how horrible things were on the outside world, there was only peace and happiness in this room.
"Yes, yes you are fine Mr. Malfoy!" Madam Pomfrey yelled at the Seventh year, "Go on now before you give me a bloody heart attack."
Draco nodded and headed back to the Head Boy and Girl dormitories.
Madam Pomfrey walked off and went back to one of the many beds that had a curtain around it. Madam Pomfrey walked through the tiny slit between the curtains and then made sure it was tightly closed behind her.
"How is he?"
"Better," Bridget Potter said taking her eyes off of her older brother for an instant and to look at the school nurse.
"Good, and the tests?"
Bridget let go of Harry's hand and went to the end of his bed and got the clipboard off of the end of Harry's bed. "As to be expected."
"Good, and you will keep an eye on him?"
"I am not leaving his bed."
"I am sorry but I need you to help me with another patient real quick."
"But…"
"It has to do with Mrs. Potter and the baby."
"Ginny too!" Bridget asked as tears filled her hazel eyes with green flakes, "What is wrong?"
"Follow me."
Arabella Black awoke, but hadn't opened her eyes. There seemed to be a very odd stench reaching Arabella's nose and Arabella wondered what potion or antiseptic Roselyn had gotten into now.
Then it hit Arabella like a bludger to the head, the final battle.
Arabella's eyes popped open and she looked to her right to see Adora laying beside her and Adora was asleep. Adora looked as if had a really bad bump upon her head.
"Bella?"
Arabella turned around to see her youngest niece almost in tears, "Come here." Arabella opened her arms and Bridget crawled into the bed and tried to get as close to the only mother-like figure she had ever had in her life.
"I was so scared," Bridget said sitting up and staring into the eyes that her aunt shared not only with her mother but with her older sister and brother.
"I am okay," Arabella said smiling. "What are you doing in here, you aren't hurt too are you?"
"No, I am fine. I have been helping Madam Pomfrey out with all of the patients she has, and now the final battle is over I am not the only one helping out."
"The others?"
"Harry, Adora, and Ginny are here."
"Ginny?"
Bridget bit her bottom lip and nodded, "She was having problems earlier with the baby."
"How are Ginny and the baby?"
"Madam Pomfrey says that they will be okay, there was too much stress upon them both."
"Of course, it makes since. How is Harry?"
This time tears filled up in Bridget's eyes, "Still unconscious."
"Healthy?"
"He should be fine."
"You are lying to me."
"Well, we think he will live."
"You think he will live?" Arabella chocked out.
"His fight with Voldemort had been very excruciating, and his body is totally exhausted."
"Where is Poppy?"
"Checking on the other patients."
"Okay, where is Albus."
Bridget blinked and then nodded, "Deceased."
"What!" Arabella screamed.
Madam Pomfrey came bustling over and began to scold Bridget for upsetting Arabella.
"Poppy!"
"Arabella," Madam Pomfrey smiled at Arabella. "What is wrong dear?"
"Albus…is…dead?"
It looked as if Madam Pomfrey was…crying? "Yes, yes he is."
"Oh Merlin," someone gasped but it wasn't Bridget, Arabella, or Madam Pomfrey.
"Adora, dear!" Madam Pomfrey rushed over to her, as she had finally awoken. "How do you feel?"
"Beyond the shock of my Headmaster's death?"
"Yes."
"As if I will feel physical pain for the rest of my life."
"Then that is normal," Madam Pomfrey said going over Adora's vital signs. "You are doing better, thank Merlin. Justin will be by soon to give you both the potion that the both of you need."
"Justin?" Adora asked.
"Finch-Fletchley." Madam Pomfrey then turned to Bridget, "I need you to help me with another patient and Oliver is asking for you."
"Where is Wood?" Adora asked.
"Professor Wood," Madam Pomfrey corrected Adora. "Is in the hospital wing also. Miss Potter, I really need your help so please come and help me."
"Draco you are back!" Susan yelled as she sprung off of her older brother's bed and threw herself into her husband's arms.
Susan's head was buried into Draco's chest and he chuckled, "Of course I am back. What did you think I would do, leave you?"
"Well," Susan blushed. "No, but I was afraid that you would be in the hospital wing for weeks or something like that."
"Daddy!"
Sadie and Draco Malfoy turned around to see their one year old jumping up and down on the bed. "Breeanna!" Draco let go of his wife for a few minutes to go and take his little girl into his arms and he kissed her cheeks and forehead, "Merlin I missed you."
"Mummy?"
Everyone turned around to see baby Roselyn with tears running down the porcelain face that she shared with her mother, "Mummy! Mummy!"
Susan walked over and picked the one and a half year old, "Shh."
"Mummy, Mummy!"
"Maybe I should go to the hospital wing and see if Arabella is awake, it seems that Roselyn won't be happy until she see her mother."
"Mummy, Mummy!" Roselyn began to scream.
"I think you are right. Go ahead, I am going to stay here with Bree."
"Okay, we will be back," Susan said leaning over to give her husband a light kiss.
"How is your family?"
"Don't worry about my family right now Oliver, I have to make sure that you are doing okay."
"I was worried about your family, don't get snippy with me." Oliver growled.
"That is just the potion kicking in and you need your rest. Just let the potion kick in and go to sleep."
"Wait," Oliver said grabbing one of Bridget's tiny wrists. "Wait I have to ask you…"
"Shh," Bridget said bringing his blanket up to his chest and then watching his eyes flutter asleep.
Bridget nodded and walked off to the next patient, "Bridget marry me." Oliver said sleepily, and Bridget wasn't close enough to hear him ask.
"Are you injured?"
"No."
"I'm sorry, Madam Pomfrey isn't allowing anyone in here that isn't injured."
"You aren't injured!"
"Yes but I am wanting to take a career as a Healer."
"Move it Justin!" Sadie Malfoy yelled, "This baby just wants to see her mother."
"I am sorry but…"
"Justin move," Bridget growled and took her baby cousin from her sister. "I will bring her to Arabella."
"Well is Bella going to be here for a long time?"
"Yeah."
"Then why don't I stay?"
"You aren't even suppose to be here!" Justin spoke up again.
"I will be leaving in a little while and I will drop Roselyn back off with you, wait are you going to be the one taking care of her?"
"I figured so, since I am really the only that knows how because of Bree. Besides Roselyn and Bree are like best friends."
"Okay, I will stop by. Your place right?"
"Right," Susan nodded and waved goodbye.
"She isn't suppose to be here," Justin said snootily.
"Stuff Finch-Fletchley," Bridget said rolling her eyes at this stupid Hufflepuff.
"But Madam Pomfrey said…"
"Do you really believe that my one and a half year old cousin is really a Death Eater in disguise? Come on, I know that even you aren't even that daft!"
"Fine," Justin said rolling his eyes and stalking off.
"Miss Potter?"
Bridget turned around to see Madam Pomfrey, "Sorry. It is just that Susan brought her by to see Arabella and I figured…"
"I have moved Arabella in one of the closed off rooms with Adora. Room two, you can take baby Roselyn in there. Then I need you to help me out in room number one."
"Yes ma'am." Bridget nodded and walked to the very back of the Hospital Wing to the closed off rooms, specifically room number two to bring Roselyn to her mummy.
Bridget knocked on the door and walked in. Both women were sitting up in their beds and both women seemed to be happy to see Roselyn.
"Mummy, Mummy!" Baby Roselyn began to squirm in her cousin's arm and was trying to jump to her mother's hospital bed. "Mummy, Mummy!"
Arabella held her arms out and took her baby, and held her tightly. "Hello my darling, I missed you so much."
"Mummy, Mummy!" Roselyn said not so much a demand now but as excitement now, as the baby hadn't seen her mother in many hours now.
"Thank you Bridget," Arabella said looking up to her niece and smiling.
"Don't thank me, thank Susan. She brought Roselyn by, but we have orders no to let anyone who isn't injured in. Justin was giving Susan a hard time about bringing the baby in, and so I told him off." Bridget said beaming at the end.
"Well I am glad you did."
"I can't stay, unfortunately. I have to go check on, whomever is in room number one. I will come back later and check on you guys."
"Have you had a break yet?" Adora asked.
"No not yet, why?"
"You look as if you are driving yourself insane."
"I will sleep later on, but right now I have to help out since I am not hurt."
Bridget left room number two and closed the door behind her as she entered room number one. Bridget felt her face turn into a smile, "You are both awake!"
It looked as if one of the hospital beds had been expanded and now Harry and Ginny Potter were sharing a bed together, just laying in each other's arms. Harry had one of his hands on top of Ginny's abdomen that had just started to show in the last few days.
"Yes," Ginny smiled and turned to look at her husband.
"How do you feel?" Bridget asked as she pulled a chair up to her brother and sister-in-laws bed.
"As if my body will never stop aching," Harry said but remarkably he still had a smile upon is face. "Now I have Ginny, James, and you here with me; so I feel loads better."
"Yes we do have that charm, don't we Ginny?" Bridget said with arrogance that her father had had so many years ago. "How do you feel Ginny?"
"Horrible," Ginny blushed. "I was not only griped out by Madam Pomfrey but by my husband and Professor McGonagall."
"You saw McGonagall? I haven't seen her at all," Bridget said her face kind of dropping.
"She told me that I was being ridiculous for putting not only myself but my baby's life in danger with all the stress that I was feeling. The moment I began to feel ill, that I should have let Susan bring me here."
"Yes you should have," Harry threw in his two knuts.
"Hush you," Ginny playfully shoved him.
"Harry is right."
"Anyways, but Mummy and baby are fine now."
"That is brilliant!"
"That is what I said," Harry said toothily.
"Well I have to check on you guys health and then I have to go and check on everyone else."
"How is Arabella and Adora?" Harry asked.
"How did you even know that they were injured?" Bridget asked.
"McGonagall told us."
"Oh okay, well let me start on this and then go on the rest of my rounds."
"Where is Bridget?" Oliver Wood yelled stubbornly.
"None of your business," Justin Finch-Fletchley said pushing Wood back down. "You need to lie down."
"No, I need to speak to Bridget!"
"Bridget is busy with other patients."
Madam Pomfrey walked up, "Problem?"
"I want to see Miss Potter."
"Miss Potter is on her rounds."
"Ha," Justin said with a smirk of satisfaction upon his face.
"But," Madam Pomfrey added looking at Justin oddly. "I will tell Miss Potter to stop by your bed in a little while, once she had reported back to me."
"Thank you."
There was a knock at Susan and Draco's portrait hole and Susan opened the portrait to see Ron Weasley.
"Ron you are alright!"
Ron nodded, "Madam Pomfrey had to make sure I was okay. Yeah but I am still alive and kicking. Is it alright if I come in?"
"Of course," Susan said moving out of the way and letting Ron in.
"You sure your husband won't mind?"
"It is fine," Susan said pushing Ron down in one of the arm chairs of the living room of their dormitory.
"Where is your husband?"
"Draco wanted to give Breeanna a bath."
"Oh?"
"Yeah," Susan said a bit blurry-eyed. "He said that he felt like he needed to be as close to her as possible because he could have been taken away from us today."
"That is true," Ron nodded. "I was bloody well scared that I wouldn't see any of my family or friends ever again. Have you heard any words on how the others are?"
"No," Susan said as she felt her face drop. "I went to bring Roselyn earlier to Arabella and Justin Finch-Fletchley wouldn't let me in."
"Bastard," Ron snarled. "I never liked him."
"Yeah, well what made me mad was that Roselyn had been screaming for her mother and he was telling me that I couldn't come in."
"Bastard."
"Bridget is suppose to come by later on to bring Roselyn back, I will be watching Roselyn while Arabella is still in the Hospital Wing, and I will ask her how everyone is doing. If you want to stay, you could ask her whatever you like too."
"Your husband and I don't really get along and I don't think he will want me overstaying my welcome."
"Don't worry about it Weasley," Draco said walking back in the living area with baby Breeanna in his arms in pink pajamas. "This is a time of worry and you can stay, just don't get on my nerves."
They all laughed at this, and as Breeanna was at her copying stage she laughed too.
Harry and Ginny Potter had taken a nap for a while, but Ginny was the first to wake. Ginny pushed herself up and saw that Harry was still asleep. She had always loved to run her hands through his messy hair, and as she did this his hair shifted. Ginny gasped and this caused Harry to wake up.
"What is wrong love?"
"Your…your…"
"What is wrong?" Harry placed his hand upon his head and realization kicked it.
Harry Potter's body laid on the ground stiff, his brilliant green eyes that he had inherited from his mother staring blankly above.
Well, not quite blankly.
True, the Killing Curse had been thrown at him, and true Harry had heard the rushing wind and the blinding green light but some how Harry Potter wasn't dead. Harry Potter was very much alive.
Then Voldemort spoke, "What did I tell you Potter! You are going to meet up with your Mudblood mother, blood traitor father, uncle, and grandfather."
Harry felt himself clinch his fist, he wasn't slowly dying. Harry still felt alive but a weird tingling feeling at his forehead, where Voldemort had hit him.
As Ginny began to speak, realization of what had happened hit Harry. "It is gone Harry. It is really gone, the scar."
