A/N- This story just popped in to my head after reading a fic were Harry is in a coma and I kept finding ones with Harry in a coma and couldn't find one with Ginny so here goes nothing

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Chapter 1 Awakenings

It was just another day at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Healers going about their rounds, patients getting healed and being released. It was the same throughout the hospital, except for the 7th floor. The 7th floor was where healers had no power to heal the patients, and was by far, the hardest floor to be on. It was hard for many reasons. The patients were usually there to stay for the rest of their lives, because their injury was unfixable. It was also hard because the families of victims still came to see their loved ones, and they never gave up hope, even though there was usually a very slim chance of recovery.

One family would still come for every birthday and holiday, and even if there wasn't one, they would still come that month. The Potter and Weasley family would come, without fail, to room 777, and would stay at least an hour. All the healers knew the family, and were saddened by the thought that they always had hope, even for a lost cause. Because every healer in the hospital knew that the possibility of any one waking up out of a 12-year coma were too slim to count.

But no matter what any healer said to Harry, he would keep coming back to his wife-Ginevra Molly Potter. She and Harry had married a year after Voldemort was defeated. Three years after she left Hogwarts, she was training to be a healer while Harry was becoming an Auror. But their entire lives were put on hold when Ginny had her accident.

We will begin this story when the Potters and the Weasleys came to visit Ginny on New Year's Day.

"Uncle Harry, can I ask you a question?" come a voice from behind Harry who wanted to talk to Ron about something important.

"Yes, Jen what is it?" he asked, stopping and bending down to his 11 year old niece's level putting on a fake smile to talk to her

"Why do we come here so often?" Harry looked at her sweet face... she didn't understand what had happened this brought the smile of his face.

She did get what Ginny's coma did to the family. She didn't know what pain it caused him to see his beautiful wife always asleep, never seeing her lovely chocolate brown eyes or hearing her sweet voice for 12- years now. She would never understand how much everyone missed Ginny. She wouldn't know the guilt it left on Harry of how it had happened nor would she ever know how it had happened it was to dark for any child to hear. He had a greed with Ron and hermione not to tell there children about he dark way that they grew up in and of how that lead to Ginny's coma.

Harry thought a while, before answering, "Well Jen, remember when you got sick, and had to come here for a while?" She shook her head, and he continued "Well, we came to visit you so you knew that we wanted you to get better, and come home soon. Well, that's what we are doing here... we are here for Aunt Ginny, so she knows we care about her and want her to get better. Do you understand now?"

She let out a deep breath of frustration. "I know that Uncle Harry, but whenever we're here, she is sleeping, so she doesn't even know we are here." Harry couldn't help but think that Jen was definitely Hermione's child- she had to know every thing and wanted the write answers.

"Jen, she knows, even if she is asleep," Harry said, trying not to yell at her or let her see his tears in his eyes. "Now go play with your cousins, while I talk to your dad." She looked at him a moment then ran off to play with Fleur and Bill's youngest child lance.

At this he walked over to Ron who was with hermione talking about a new family pet. (Should they get another owl or a cat?)

"Ron, I want to talk to you about something. You don't mind if I steal him away do you Mione?"

"No Harry, you can have him we were finished." She then walked to go calm down her newborn son, who was starting to get fussy.

"What's up Harry?" Ron looked at hermione then followed, as Harry walked over to Ginny's bedside.

"Ron, they are getting to remind me of the stories of my dad and Sirus, and Fred and George are starting to rub off on them as well. Did you know that the last week they were in school, I got six owls between the two from McGonagall? Stop laughing Ron! I can't handle them anymore, even though they're at Hogwarts most of the time." Harry was panicking... he didn't know what to do he wanted to be told that everything was going to be all right and that they would grow out of it.

"Why are you worried Harry? They're just pulling pranks... it's not like they're flying your car to school, or fighting a mountain troll in a girls bath room, or getting past fluffy, or entering the Chamber of Secrets to rescue Gi..."

"Ron, if only Ginny were here... if she only she never went into a coma... if only I were there when she..." Harry started.

"Harry, its not your fault she is in a coma! I thought we went through this years ago! It. Is. Not. Your. Fault." Ron looked straight into Harry's eyes, and tightly gripped his shoulders. He just couldn't get it throw Harry head that it wasn't his fault what had happened to Ginny but Harry hadn't changed his mind since it happened he just wished he wouldn't blame him self any more.

"Ron," Harry started, his voice barely above a whisper. He sat down on Ginny's bedside taking her hand. " If she were here, they would listen to her. They wouldn't be the new testers for Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes and wouldn't be such rule breakers. She would have taught them bet..." but he stopped as he looked down at his hand... she was squeezing his hand! He was shocked he couldn't find his voice he looked at Ron's face he hadn't noticed. After a moment he found his voice "RON GET A HEALER QUICK!" He shouted. Ron jumped at the sudden change in Harry voice he then noticed Ginny's hand then sprinted out of the room like lighting.

He couldn't believe it! She was moving! He looked at her face... her eyelids were slowly lifting. For the first time in 12 long years, he saw those chocolate brown eyes.

She began to speak in a low voice, which gradually got stronger. "Harry where are we? Are we at Hogwarts? Why am I here? What happened?" Everyone in the room was staring at her.

" Gin, its ok you're at St. Mungo's and its ok." He said trying to soothe her he was amazed at her voice after 12 long years of not hearing it. It rushed over him like a warm breeze.

Just then five healers ran in, and pushed everyone out of the room, including Harry.

Harry was shocked, surprised and so many more feelings that he couldn't express... his wife was alive. Nothing could be better. His life was great things could only get better

His heart was in his throat he couldn't believe after this long that she would wake up he did hope but he knew it wouldn't happen but it did she was awake and talking she remembered him. He then felt everything would turn out fine.

If only life were that easy

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