Ch 21 I love you
Harry fell in and out of consciousness he heard vague voices around him. He was unaware of how long he lay there; all he knew was the throbbing in his head.
Harry sat up in bed, looking around the hospital wing. He used his hand to summon his glasses and levitate them directly onto his face. Ron was sitting by his bed, looking worriedly at Hermione who was pale and had bags under her eyes.
"I just got out of this place" Ron grumbled.
Harry sat up in bed, a mistake he decided after splitting pain coursed through his head.
Ron was at his side in an instant, looking very worried.
"Bloody hell mate! You put a scare into us!" Ron told Harry.
"What happened Harry?" Hermione asked, yawning.
"I could ask the same of you" he replied, placing his head back on the pillows.
"Oh that's nothing, Harry she's looked worse latly." Ron interjected.
"What do you mean lately? How long have I been unconscious?" Harry demanded.
"Bout a week" Ron replied.
"A week!? That makes it…"
"Happy Christmas Harry" Hermione confirmed Harry's fears.
Harry muttered a curse.
"So what happened to you?" Ron wondered.
"I was running to meet Ginny" at this Ron began to snigger until Hermione hit him on the side of the head and Harry stuck out his tongue "when I ran into Snape carrying some giant hunk of metal."
Ron and Hermione exchanged a glance, and smiled.
"That would be the cannon" Hermione told Harry.
"A cannon? That didn't look like any cannon I know"
"It's a magical cannon, it amplifies spells. Dumbledore has been using the DA and the Prefects to fortify the castle… secretly of course, as he doesn't want to scare the student body so close to Christmas."
"And I was unconscious this whole time!?" Harry asked.
"Yep, the day after the accident Dumbledore told the DA of the plan." Ron told Harry.
"Well…" Harry started before realizing that he had nothing to say.
A flame-red haired witch entered the Hospital wing with a bag on her shoulder. She caught sight of Harry and through the bag to the floor and ran straight at him, unceremoniously shoving her brother off his chair in the process.
"Ginny!" Harry said, hugging her close. Ginny responded by kissing him, passionately.
"I missed you!" she said, breaking the kiss.
"Merry Christmas, Ginny."
"Merry Christmas, Harry. I love you."
"I love you!"
A/N: This comes out about Christmas time, it's really about Christmas time… little coincidence don't you think? Hey, sorry about the delay but you know Christmas shopping, homework, winning debate tournaments (thank you! Thank you! Hold your applause!) you know the usual. A little shorter than usual but what the heck, it'll be ok. Ok, all of you must review, and before I forget merry Christmas everyone and a Happy New Year (unless I write some more in the meantime).