Part Three
The alarm clock buzzed and Harry James Potter unenthusiastically
slapped the clock to shut it off. He sat there on the edge of his
bed in the dark his hands folded and his eyes closed. Praying had
become a morning ritual as much had brushing his teeth. He had
only asked for one thing for the past two months and that was for
Hermione to come back to him.
The street light filtered through the window as Harry stood up and
went to his bathroom in his apartment to shower for his sift at
Hermione's bedside. He had been ordered away from her in
The first place from Molly who had informed him under no uncertain
terms he needed to at least sleep.
Once in the bathroom, Harry noticed the dark circles under his eyes
and the bags that once hung there had begun to disappear, but even
with the sleep he was finally had been getting had done nothing for
his appetite. Hermione's medi-witch had ordered him to eat something
and to leave Hermione's bedside to do so.
Harry's gaze went to his shower and decided he needed to at least
Shower. (Shaving at this point had become an option.) Once he had
Stripped and turned on the shower, he stepped into his shower and
Allowed the hot droplets of water to halfheartedly to sprinkle down
Upon him. He leaned his head against the wall with the shower
Spout and then he hit the wall with his fist. Harry ignored the pain
In his wand hand as he washed then toweled off. As He stepped
Out of the bathroom, Harry heard the door to his apartment he
Shared with Ron and Hermione and knew someone had returned.
Quickly Harry went to his bedroom and changed. He heard a knock
On his door. "I'll be out in a minute."
After he finished dressing, he went to his door and opened it. Ron's
Tall gangly form was behind the door. "Hey." Ron greeted. "How
Are you doing?"
Harry just shrugged, "I'm alright I suppose."
"You going to the hospital tonight then?"
Harry nodded.
"Look mate, I know Hermione wouldn't want you to stop living your
life now that she's goneā¦" Ron knew when he said this, he said
the wrong thing.
"SHE'S NOT DEAD, RON!" Harry shouted.
"I know, I know, but still she wouldn't want you to stop living your
life because hers stopped for a moment." Ron added quickly.
"Would you want her to stop living if you were like this?"
Harry was silent for a few moments before he responded.
"Probably not."
"So why don't you and me go out with Luna and Ginny. They
were wanting to go and visit that new muggle club down the
street."
Harry contemplated it for a moment. "Not to night. Maybe
Tomorrow. There are a few things I want to talk to her
Medi witch about first."
"Like pulling her feeding tube?" Ron sighed. The medi
witch had suggested some muggle remedies for her
lack of nutritional intake. Like most wizards, Ron thought
the idea of force feeding someone through a tube was
almost laughable.
"No. I couldn't do that." Harry sighed. "There are some other
things I read about that I thought we could try."
Ron sighed. "Harry, look. I've already discussed some of
What you told me last night with her. Madame Farr said there
Is nothing she really can do and we would have to wait. See
If she comes around naturally."
Harry sighed. This news was definitely not something he
Wanted to hear. "You guys go ahead and go without me.
I need to be with her. I don't want her to be alone one way
Or another."
"Alright." Ron agreed then he looked at his watch for the
time. "I'd better go and get changed. You want me to pick
something up for you to eat later?"
"I'll get something on the way."
"You sure?"
"Positive." Harry said as he watched his best friend walk
out of the room. As soon as Ron left, Harry grabbed his
coat and his wand. He went to the fireplace and took some
floo powder and flooed to the hospital.
When he made it safely to the hospital, he made his way
Up to the spell damage floor where he checked in with the
Witch on duty. "Back again, Mister Potter?" she asked.
"Hello to you too, Becca. How is your family?"
"Fine. My aunt Melissa and uncle Paul finally tied the knot.
It was really a beautiful ceremony."
"I'm sure it was. How are your grandparents doing?"
"Better." Becca stood up and guided Harry down the
hallway to Hermione's room. "You know the routine."
Harry nodded and entered the room and noticed Tonks
Reclined on the seat next to Hermione's bed and Lupin
in the chair across from her. He stood quietly and noticed
The two of them didn't notice his entrance let alone full
Knowing their hands was interlocked. They said nothing
To one another and they just stared into each other's eyes.
Harry cleared his throat and the two broke apart. "Hi ya,
Harry."
"Wotcher Harry." Tonks smiled.
"Sleep well?" Lupin asked.
"Not really." Harry ran a hand through his already messy
black hair. "Why don't you guys take a break? I wanted to
talk to her."
"Okay Harry. " Tonks stood up and Lupin joined her on the
outside of the room.
Harry claimed the chair Tonks now vacated and took her
Hand in his. Hermione moaned and Harry sighed. She
Moaned a couple of times before. Nothing exciting like
It had been for the first few times. Harry smiled down at
Her. "Hey. I'm back."
She said nothing, obviously, but moaned again. Harry
Continued. "I do hope you wake up soon. I really need
You around. The doctor says the more you stay under
The more its more likely you'll never wake up. So I need
You to wake up, okay?"
As Harry leaned down to kiss her, Hermione's eyes opened
Slightly. "Harry?" she called.
"Hermione! You're awake." Harry pulled away. "Stay awake,
okay?"
Harry ran out the door to the nurse's station and collected the
medi-witch and doctor. The trio ran back to the room and Harry
Was glad to find Hermione still awake. The doctor and the medi
Witch shooed Harry outside the room while they ran several series
of test of the young witch. By the time the doctor and nurse
Returned from the room, Harry had flooed the Weasleys, Lupin,
Tonks, and the rest of the Order back to the hospital.
"She's going to be okay." They announced to the group and everyone
who had collected outside the room went inside to see her. Harry hung
outside of the room to discuss her condition in full detail.
"So she's going to be fine?"
"Well, not exactly. She's going to have a few problems but it's rather
expected considering what spell she just survived." The doctor
explained.
"What kind of problems?" Harry asked as the nurse walked away.
"She isn't going to die is she?"
"Well, no, not for another 50 years unless she does something like
what she did to put her in here the first place again. What ever
spell had protecting her from that spell took a lot of magic out of
her. She may or may not be able to perform magic ever again."
Harry stood there, head bowed. "Well, considering the options, I
Think she would rather live. How long until we will know for sure?"
"I'd say give it a few months, but for now just take things one day
at a time." The doctor patted Harry on the shoulder. "Good luck."
Harry turned around and went into Hermione's hospital room. She
was now sitting up in her bed and talking to the group. Once
Hermione caught sight of him she smiled at him. "Hi."
"Hi." Harry answered back.
Ron didn't miss a beat and motioned for everyone to leave. "Hey,
I have to get going. Work and all tomorrow. We'll be playing against the
Irish team. You coming Ginny? Luna?"
"Yeah. Come on Ginny." Luna grabbed her arm and the rest of the
group soon followed. "Good night, Harry."
"Night." Harry said over his shoulder. Once everyone in the
room left, the two of them fell silent. Harry sat down on the
chair next to her bed and retook one of her hands. "How are
you feeling?"
"Tired" Hermione almost laughed. "How are you?"
"I'm pretty exhausted too." Harry offered. "Why don't I let
you sleep and we can discuss things in the morning."
"Sounds good." Hermione smiled as she closed her eyes, but
while she snuggled with her pillow. Harry smiled at her, but before
he could cut off the lights, Hermione said. "I love you, Harry."
Harry almost wanted to laugh. "I love you too, 'Mione." He whispered
Back as he shut of the light as he exited the room.
