A/N: I hope that you have like the story so far. I have had a great time writting it. Here is chapter Two. Thanks fo rthe Reviews. I feel loved!

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Chapter Two

A Single Tear

Harry woke with a slight stir. He was in a room painted in white and pale blue. There were sky blue curtains and the bed he was laying in had a periwinkle comforter. He tried to remember why he was here but…the last thing he could remember was the fight with Voldemort.

Off to his side sitting in a chair was, Ginny. A tear was falling slowly down her cheek and she was holding Harry's hand. "Hey," said Harry hoarsely.

Ginny jerked her head up to look at him and a broad smile spread across her face. "Harry!" she cried, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, at least I think so," said Harry.

"Oh Harry," she said and she flung her arms around Harry drawing him into a tight hug.

"Uh, Gin," muttered Harry.

"Oh, Oops," she said and she relaxing her grip on him. When Ginny came back into Harry's field of vision her face was tinged pink. "Er, just a sec," said Ginny. She got up and leaned out if the door calling to someone. She looked good. No, Harry thought, no. Not again. I tried it once and I blew it. I can't put her through that again.

Ginny returned with a wizard wearing healer's robes. He had dark gray eyes and a mane of black hair gathered at the back of his head. "Hello Mr. Potter," he said, "I am your healer here at Saint Mungo's. My name is Andrew Levate."

"Um, what's going on?" asked Harry.

"Well, after your battle with Voldemort," said Andrew, looking uneasy about saying Voldemort's name out loud, "your strength was dangerously low. You put too much of your own power into that patronus. Luckily you were found soon after and they brought you here. You have been asleep for about two weeks."

"What about Ron?" asked Harry.

"Well, he is not my patient but from what I understand he suffered some fairly serious lacerations," said Andrew while examining Harry. "However," said Andrew seeing the look on Harry's face, "he will be alright. He is still rather week but I think he was able to heal rather well. I believe that he is already walking around."

Healer Levate then packed up his equipment and said, "Well, I think that you are ready for visitors"

"But what about Ginny. She was visiting."

"Why yes, yes she was," said the Healer with a twinkle in his eyes that reminded Harry of Dumbledore. With that he left the room and in came the Weasleys.

"Harry!" cried Mrs. Weasley, "we were so worried." She walked over and hugged him before busying herself with straightening the sheets.

"Hi Mrs. Weasley," said Harry.

Bill, Charlie, and Percy stood in the corner smirking at the actions of their mother. "Hello Harry," said Percy curtly.

Bill walked over and clapped Harry on the shoulder. "Nice to see you again."

"Here Harry," said Fred, handing him a rectangular bow with a button on the end.

"Tell you about it later," said George, "Away from mum."

"Here you are Harry," said Charlie, and he deposited an object in Harry's hand. It was a Golden Snitch. "Thought you might have some fun with that."

Mr. Weasley was able to fight his way through the commotion and shouted, "Everyone out! Harry needs his rest! Now leave." Everyone left grumbling quietly and Mr. Weasley called back, "It's nice to see you well Harry."

Now Ron and Hermione came in. Ron was leaning heavily on Hermione and both seemed rather pleased about this. "Hi Harry," said Hermione cheerfully, "How are you?"

"Better," admitted Harry grinning at the sight of the two of them together.

"What is it?" asked Ron.

"The two of you. So, Ron, have you finally stopped being a prat?" asked Harry.

"Yep," said Ron grinning. He then bent down and kissed Hermione. She blushed Horribly.

"So how is everyone?" asked Harry.

"Good. Ginny is a lot happier now that you are awake," said Hermione.

"Ginny?"

"Yeah mate," said Ron.

"Well," continued Hermione grinning, "she did spend most of her time in here with you. She was awful worried about you.

"Yeah," said Ron, "I'm her brother and she barely visited me. But with you…" Ron trailed off rolling his eyes. "I'm going to go lay down," he announced. And with that he picked up a cane, kissed Hermione, and walked off to his room.

"So, did Ginny really spend her time in here?" asked Harry, hopefully."

Hermione raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Well," she said, "I got the distinct impression that she couldn't take her eyes off of you." She then left the room giggling to herself.

Harry just stared up at the ceiling grinning. She had stayed with him. She had worried about him. He drifted back to sleep remembering her holding his hand and the single tear.

A/N: And there is Chapter Two. Hope you liked it. Please Review! )