-chapter 8
Draco woke up to a sunny day when Ginny stirred beside him. "Morning." He said as she groaned tiredly. A grin spred across her face as she opened her eyes to face the most handsome man sheed ever seen. "Morning." She said and stretched her arms behind her head. "We should get up and ready for today." Draco sugested halfheartidly. "You're right, I cant wait untill this whole thing is cleared up." "Mmm, let's get up." He said and swung his legs over the side of the bed slowly. "Do you need me to help you?" "I think I'm alright." They managed to cross the small space to the wardrobe.
She managed to slide on a pair of short shorts and a t-shirt, where as Draco was having more trouble, he had managed to get on a pair of jeans but was struggling to get his shirt over his head. "Here, let me help you." Ginny said as she picked up a button down shirt. She slipped it over his shoulders and buttoned it. He couldn't help but take her in a hug against his chest: and looked down at her smiling face, how she managed to smile in times like these continued to amaze him. He released his hold on her and took her hand in his "Let's go." He said as he grabbed his cane. Once they had steped out of the hospital wing, they instantly saw Dumbledore striding towards them. "Ah, ready to go I see." "Yes sir." "Alright then lets get to the flooing fireplace." They arrived in a whoosh of green flame in the lobby of the monumental hospital.
They strode over to the large white desk where a witch had her back turned and was talking to a coworker. Dumbledore cleared his throght and she turned around "Jheez can't you people read the-……Dumbledore! That's right, you have an appointment for two students today, room 111." "Thank you Patricia." "You're welcome sir." They boarded the lift and staggered out on floor 100. "There's gotta be an easier way to do that." Exclaimed a woozy Draco. "This way." Dumbledore was already striding down the corridor. They hobbled after him and came to a stop at room 111, Dumbledore knocked and a female voice answered "Come in!" They entered the room and were greeted by a girl with tight blonde curls and ice blue eyes.
"Hi, I'm healer Rebecca, I specialize in nervce damage. I hear you had a rather nasty run in with a demon the other day. Not to worry, I'll fix you right up!" She said as she walked towards the back room. "Come in here, I beleave there's someone here to over see the operation that you know." She didn't sound to excited at the idea but ushered them into the tiny room with two metal operating tables in it. Draco entered the room and saw hearel Jorgens standing in the corner. "Hello Draco. I'm here to oversee your operation." "So I've heard." Rebecca came back into the room "Alright, alright, lets get down to buisness, you, take off your shirt and you can leave your shorts on. Draco, I recon you'll go first, youre injurys are worse." "No, I want Ginny to go first, I can wait." "Draco, this is pointless, jus-" "I said Ginny first!" Draco argued with healer Jorgens.
"Umm, Draco, if you don't mind, I'd like to go second." "Oh…..okay then….." He took off his shirt with help from Ginny and lay on the cold metal operating table. Rebecca removed the bandage and a putrid, rotting smell along with smoke came from the wound. "You're even worse that I thought. I'll have to patch up your ribs, sew up the rest of your kidney, lung and liver, and close you up." "No, Madam Pomfrey already did all of the organ damage." Draco winced as she touched one of the damaged ribs. "I'm afrian that when the demon did this to you, he injected some sort of poison that keeps the wound open. Luckly, thanks to your father, Miss. Wealy we have an antidote for it."
The healer flicked her wand and a bottle came to rest in her hand. "Here you are, it tastes awful, but drink it all." He downed it and the wounds that were still smoking stoped and the smell went away. He winced as her wand, now omiting a strange blue light, passed over his inards. It felt as if an invisible hand was sewing up his injurys, he braved looking down but there was nothing to see accept an invisible force now almost done with sewing up his skin. "That went surprizingly well, Miss. Weasly, your turn." Ginny obeyed and crawled up onto the table as best as she could. Rebecca took off the bandage and examinted the wound. "This isn't all that bad, some of the nerves below the incision are still in shock, but I'll have you walking as good as new in no time." She went to work, prodding there, poking here untill all that was left was a scar the size of a pinky nail.
Ginny got down and walked around the room, she still had a slight limp but the pain was mostly gone. "You'll have that limp for a little while until the nerves reajust, but then it will go away. Just keep walking on it. Let me finnish Mr. Malfoy's wounds and then you can be off. After fully inspecting the cut she sat down and ordered Ginny tro do the same. "Well all is well except for some…um…minor details.
Well as you know there will be perminant scarring and the demon riped a lot of your insides apart so you'll never be the same….the problem is, is that…. I don't know if you're going to be able to have children…." Draco expected Ginny to scream at the healer and tell her what she did wrong but she took it rather well. "Well um, we do already have a baby…one's enough…right?" "I'll leave you two." Said the oviously shocked healer as she left the room. "Whatever is okay with you is perfect for me, I mean it's not like we can't try…" he said wriggling his eyebrows. Ginny let out a small laugh "Only you could think of thinks like that right now!" Ginny's grin soon faded and Draco reached out to stroke her cheek.
"It'll be alright, we'll work it out…..somehow." Healer Rebecca busled in with a bottle of a smoking purple liquid "Draco, I want you to take this every morning until it's gone. Now excuse me for my rudeness but I have another oppointment so you must go." The two walked slowly out into the pristine white hallway, they said nothing but listened to Dumbledore talking. Unoticed by the headmaster, Ginny lightly took his hand in hers.
When they got back from the hospital Dumbledore led them into the room where Ginny had talked to her family yeaterday. "I trust that you two need to be alone to talk. You may come to the great hall when you are ready." He walked out of the room and closed the heavy door behind him. "Ginny plopped down on the squashy couch and put her head in her hands. "Gin, we do need to talk about this, we can't go any longer without it." "I know, I just don't know what to do!"
"Well, for now you can just listen. I want to have a future with you, to get married, have our child, but if this is going to be too hard for you, I can't make you put up with it. You don't have to have the baby and we can just go our separate ways-" "Draco! How could you ever think such things! I love you with all of my heart and soul, I wouldn't give you up for anything! I want the things that you want. As for your father, we'll just have to keep safe."
"Gin, I don't want to live a life where we're always watching our backs! I want it to be perfect!" "Well, Draco, as far as perfect goes, that's unrealistic, as far as watching our backs, there's only one thing we can do. Eliminate the thing we're watching for." Draco couldn't help but think that the fire shining in those brown eyes was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. "Ginny, have I ever told you how much I love you?" Ginny smiled "Say it again, I love it when you love me."
Ahh, I love this story sorry for taking a while .