Ginny found herself standing in the all too familiar reception room of St. Mungo's, having no clear memory of how she got there. Another thing that struck her as strange was the fact that she felt as if she were floating above the floor and looking at the reception area through someone else's eyes. She found herself moving toward the fountain without any of her own will taking her in that direction. She came to a halt and looked down into the pool of water, and gasped silently at what she saw.

Instead of her own reflection, she was staring at a reflection of Harry's face. Instantly, the memory of what she had seen at the bottom of Gryffindor tower flooded back to her. She cried out in her own mind, but no sound emitted from the reflection. There was something else about the reflection that disturbed her, as she noticed that she could also see the reflection of things behind him, as if he was there and yet not there at the same time.

"Don't worry," she heard herself say in Harry's voice, "this is only temporary. I just wanted to tell you that I truly love you, and that I'll need you as soon as they will allow you to come to me. Please don't cry for me my love. The sacrifice was indeed great, but it was my choice. I will always be with you."

The next thing Ginny was vaguely aware of was the muffled sound of voices somewhere nearby. After a few seconds, she became aware that she was in the hospital wing and Madame Pomfree was trying to quietly explain something to someone.

"…definantly the killing curse, Headmaster," Pomfree said. "Lucky for her she managed to summon a shield charm to block most of the spells power, or it would have surely killed her on the spot. As it is, we should be able to have her up and about in a few days."

"Was there no serious injury from the fall?" Dumbledore asked.

"Just a few severe scrapes and bruises," she responded. "It would have been fatal though if it weren't for Mr. Potter, to be sure."

"What can you tell us about Harry's condition before he was sent to St. Mungo's?" Dumbledore asked.

"A natural born fighter I'll give him that," Pomfree responded. "At the time he was initially brought in by the house elves, I checked him myself and I swear as I'm standing here he died in that fall. His body was smashed and broken so badly I thought a troll had stepped him on. A lost cause if ever I had seen one. Then he suddenly took a small breath and whispered her name. Don't ask me how he was able to do it, a miracle is all I can call it."

"I never underestimate the power that love can have," Dumbledore said with a grin.

"Poor child," Professor McGonagall said. "She should never have seen what she did. It tore my heart out to hear the pain in her last scream before she passed out."

It was at that moment that Ginny rolled over and looked at the group saying, "I'll need to go to him as soon as possible, Professor Dumbledore."

"I thought you would feel that way," Dumbledore said, being the only one in the group not surprised to learn that she was awake, "but it will have to wait until the healers at St. Mungo's clear him for visitors."

"I understand," Ginny said. "Harry said I would have to wait."

"What do you mean?" McGonagall asked. "When would you have spoken to him?"

Ginny then related to them the experience she had just before waking up in every detail.

"Interesting," Dumbledore said after hearing Ginny's tale. "It would seem that Mr. Potter is still very much with us. Not that I would expect any less determination from a Gryffindor. I must say that I'm glad to see you taking all of this so much better than your brother."

"Oh my goodness," Ginny said, kicking herself for not thinking what recent events would mean to Ron, "he'll hex first and ask questions later."

"Fortunately," Dumbledore said indicating the bed across from hers, "we were able to intercept Ron after he came up here to check on you and Hermione. We thought it would be best to keep him sedated until your parents arrive."

"Do you know yet who it was that tried to kill Hermione?" Ginny asked.

"Not yet," Dumbledore said. "Students are currently confined to their common rooms, and wands are being collected for testing to see if any of them dared to use that foul curse within these walls."

"Yet anyone who would use it would also know that the wands would be tested," Ginny said. "So, the person might have a second wand hidden or disposed of that will escape the testing."

"There is that possibility," Dumbledore confessed.

"I just hope Hermione got a look at whoever it was," Ginny said. "That would be a bit harder to cover up."

"Indeed," Dumbledore agreed, "but for right now, just let us deal with that. You should get some rest."

"Would you like a sedative to help you sleep, dear?" McGonagall asked.

"I think that would be helpful," Ginny answered. "I think we should make it one that will inhibit dreams if possible as well."