Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Ms. Rowling. Anything you recognise is probably a coinicidance, but if you have any questions feel free to ask. I use 2 or 3 quotes in here but I don't know who they belong to...

Napoleon and Nikki had been playing muggle video games for an hour with little breaks and Nikki had been kicking his but.

Napoleon didn't mind her winning, he liked her smile and her stupid cheers every time she won a match. But Napoleon would have liked to win just one match so he had something to rub in her face and so he wouldn't look like such a sissy.

"Hey, ah...Nikki,"

"Hmphh?"

"Ah...umm..." Napoleon said trying to remember what he was going to say to distract her.

"What?" she asked

"Never mind he mumbled, my train of thought derailed and several thoughts perished in the wreckage" he said.

Nikki laughed at his joke, he had been trying to distract her since the first match she had won. Nikki had a question to ask Napoleon and figured this was a good time to ask it since she didn't have his full attention. "Have you ever been in love Napoleon?"

Napoleon pretended not to hear her at first, that was a strange question. Besides, he knew the answer was yes. He had never been in love, but the feeling that he had been getting since he met Nikki came close enough. "I don't think so " he lied. "Besides, love makes us act like we have gas"

"That was very wise words Napoleon."

"Thank you"

"Sean stop it" she said, playfully swatting him away.

"Come-on" Sean urged, as he slipped his hands around her waist and started to kiss her neck.

"I'm trying to cook" She said teasingly. "Do you hear something?" she asked more serious. She could have sworn she heard her name.

"Nope" he said continuing to kiss her neck.

"No I thought I heard something" she said breaking away from him and heading towards the fire place in the other room. Harry was in her fireplace looking up at her.

"Harry? What's wrong?" She asked looking at the worried expression on his face.

"There's been some trouble and we need you down in the Infirmary." Harry stated.

"Isn't Semus around?" She asked referring to the other head doctor.

"He'll arrive shortly, but we need you now" Harry said more firmly. Nikki noting the urgency in Harry voice agreed. And to much of Sean's protesting, she went to the infirmary to see what all the fuss was about.

"Harry what is it?" She asked annoyed. She was having a nice evening with her boyfriend and wasn't in the mood for games.

Harry started at her for a minute, analyzing his thoughts. "Napoleon was mugged tonight" Harry stated. This caused Nikki to laugh, to think that somebody tried to mug Napoleon O'Connell, that would be quiet a sight. Harry however wasn't laughing.

"Is everything okay?" she asked more seriously, realizing this was no joking matter.

"Well you know Napoleon, he wasn't about to let no muggle try anything on him. Besides, he doesn't know a thing about muggle's-"

"What are you getting at Harry?" she asked suspiciously.

"Napoleon was shot tonight, with a muggle gun"

"Oh my god" she said starting to shake. "Harry" she said urgently. "Is he okay? Harry?" Harry just looked behind himself, were Nikki just took notice that there was a lot of commotion going on. Nikki fearing the worst began to approach the room were all the commotion was coming from. It was a bunch of doctors and surgeons in front of an observation window, they were fighting on what was going on. Nikki began to approach the window. She couldn't see much, except a lot of blood coming out from behind the curtains they had pulled around him. These magical doctors had never really dealt with muggle gun wounds and were fighting over ways to stop the bleeding and ensure that he lives. Nikki hadn't realized it but tears had began to form in her eyes. Harry came up behind her.

"They don't know if he'll make it. He was shot directly in the chest-"

When Harry began to get into detail, she walked away. She didn't want to hear it. She spent the rest of the night in the waiting room. Doctors came in and out, constantly fighting. Nikki stayed curled up on one of the waiting room chairs falling in and out of sleep all night. Harry had stayed with her for a few hours but had to go to work midnight.

Just before dawn, a doctor woke Nikki up from her sleep. "You could go see him now" he said quietly. Nikki stood up quickly.

"Is he going to be okay?"

"I think so, he will need a lot of rest" Nikki walked over to the door and pushed it open slowly. She looked at the table were Napoleon was resting. She walked over to him and sat on a stool next to the operating table. She took his hand in her and stoked it affectionately. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Heya luv" his voice was raspy, and he tried to smile at her but it only caused him pain.

"Shhh" she said soothingly as tears came to her eyes. All his piercing were taken out, his face looked so naked. His skin was so pale and a sheet covered his gunshot wound.

She looked into Napoleons eyes as she stoked his face with her hand, it was almost as if she could see his heart through the blue of his irises. She sagged at the sight of it. If she had ever wondered if he had feelings for her, she realized she need wonder no longer. It was all over his face. He blinked, realizing that she had caught him in an unguarded moment.

"I was afraid I'd never see you again" She said as more tears poured down her face.

"Oh, luv, you didn't think a silly muggle gun was going to stop Napoleon O'Connell did you?" he said with a lot of effort.

Her voice cracked and she laughed at his comment, which only made her cry even harder. "You should get some sleep" she stated trying to wipe away some tears. He attempted to smile in response. With that, she kissed his forehead and left the room. After she left the doctor entered again. The doctor realized Napoleons look desperation.

"That your girlfriend?" He asked Napoleon.

"No" Napoleon muttered. "I wish more than anything, but she loves someone else." after a moment of silence Napoleon said "You know the funny thing is, even though I know nothing will happen between us, it doesn't stop me from loving her any less."

"Well, to love someone when there is no chance of that love ever thriving, that is true romance." the doctor said.

"Yeah well it's not telling her how I feel that scares me, it's what she'll say in return."

"But maybe you should take that chance, if not you might regret it for the rest of your life."

"something's are worth waiting for, even if you have to wait forever." Napoleon said before the doctor left the room.