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Author Notes: Hey everyone! Sorry for the delay, but you all are lucky that I updated today. I hit a MAJOR writer's block in this, just ask Princess Alexiel, but I got it straightened out. I wasn't going to post tonight but I looked back on my wonderful reviewers and decided to update for you guys! But due to the fact that I have 45 reviews on this chapter and its 3AM, I can't thank each one personally. I will in the future but not now because that would take sooo LONG and I want this up for you ASAP. But if you have any questions, you can email me and I'll help you out. But reviewers, this story is truly for you!
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Ginny woke up slowly, pushing one eye open and taking in the bright light. She hesitantly opened the other eye, looking around cautiously. She found herself wondering where she was and what she was doing there. She looked over the large room she was in, noting the sterile cleanliness and white surroundings. Some thing in the back of her mind clicked into place, throwing her into a bigger state of confusion. What was she doing in the hospital wing? She immediately sat up, ready to get out of bed, but instantly regretted it. She fell back down against her pillows, letting out a small groan. She was completely drained of any energy. She felt like she had been run over by the Knight Bus, repeatedly and mercilessly. And her head was pounding, giving her a migraine that she was trying to push away. She suddenly heard a cry of joy coming from somewhere in the back of the wing. She saw Madame Pomfrey stick her head outside her office door and look over at Ginny with wide eyes. In a flash, the nurse was at her side, gathering vials of different colors. She kept sneaking glances at Ginny muttering under her breath.
"Ginny dear, it's unbelievable. What a miracle," she told her before setting down the vials by her bedside. Ginny stared in confusion at Madame Pomfrey.
"What am I doing here?" She asked in faint voice. Madame Pomfrey just shook her head, looking over Ginny in wonder.
"Shhhh, dear. Don't strain yourself now," she told her. "What a miracle. Tell me dear, how are you feeling?"
"Fine, I suppose," Ginny said quickly. "What am I doing here?"
"Dear, I can't treat you if I don't know what's wrong," the nurse told her, once again ignoring Ginny's question. "Really, now. How are you? Dizzy? Weak? Well of course you are... Come now, it will go much faster if you just tell me."
Ginny resisted the urge to sigh, knowing her aching ribs would appreciate it. She decided to answer the older nurse's question. The faster she was done with that, she could find out what was happening. "A little dizzy and achy. A bit of a headache, and a tad weak."
Madame Pomfrey looked disapproving as she surveyed Ginny and her charts. Ginny couldn't tell if the nurse was disapproving of Ginny or her condition, but choose to pass it off. The medi-witch picked up a green bottle of vile looking potion as well as a clear blue one that in Ginny's opinion didn't look half as bad as the green. Madame Pomfrey looked over, almost sympathetically at Ginny. "Sounds like the typical effects..."
Ginny interrupted at this, hoping for an answer. "Effects of what?"
But Madame Pomfrey continued on, leaving Ginny in a little bit irritated. "Except of course for the headache. But I suppose that's mild compared to what could've happened. Alright, here are a few potions to help with the pain."
Ginny stared critically as she poured the green and blue potions into separate goblets. She handed the glass with the vile green potion first. "Drink up."
Ginny stared down at the potion and looked piteously at the nurse. She gave her an empathetic look and nodded towards the drink. Ginny took a deep breath and downed the liquid, feeling it burn her throat all the way down. She coughed painfully as she swallowed the last of it. Madame Pomfrey gave Ginny an approving look and handed her the blue goblet. Ginny accepted this one without any problem, assuming it would be better than the last. She assumed wrong. The potion was bitter and dreadful-tasting. She nearly spit it out, but slapped a hand over her mouth to hold it in. She swallowed it in distaste. She looked unhappily at the nurse. Madame Pomfrey handed her one last goblet filled with a bold red potion. She uncertainly swallowed it down, surprised to find it rather sweet tasting.
"Strawberry flavored," Madame Pomfrey answered, reading Ginny's thoughts. Ginny immediately felt a wave of sleep go over her, but struggled to keep awake in pursuit of an answer.
"What happened to me?" She asked tiredly. She felt sleep overbearing her. Madame Pomfrey simply smiled as she pulled the covers over the now-sleeping girl. She walked into her office, settling next to the fireplace and threw some floo powder in.
"Albus Dumbledore," she spoke clearly. After a few moments, the Headmaster's head popped into the fireplace.
"Good morning Poppy. How may I help you?" He asked, attempting to be cheerful as usual. But the nurse saw the weariness in the old man. He seemed to have had an awful lot on his mind ever since school began. Not like every year either. But she decided to not mention it, knowing Albus would deny it to his grave.
"She woke up," she told him happily. Albus smiled the first smile he had in the past week.
"It's miraculous," he said with a shake of his head. "She is asleep I presume?"
Poppy nodded and he continued to smile. "And Mr. Malfoy is by her side I presume?"
At this the nurse shook her head with a slight smile. "No. I ended up placing a sleeping potion in his water. You know he's been by her side for the entire nine days? He didn't eat or sleep that entire time. I told him several times that he should get some rest, but he insisted on staying. I believe he used the fact that he was a Malfoy against me several times."
Dumbledore smiled at this. Typical Draco. He was still a rock to the outside world, but completely different with his friends and select teachers. But his face turned grave as he realized what had to come. He looked at the nurse wearily.
"I'll be by later in the week to talk with Ms. Weasley. You haven't told her anything have you?" He asked. The nurse shook her head.
"My, she is the curious one though," she responded. "Asking about it every other sentence, if that."
"Who else knows about it?" He asked Poppy.
"You and Professor Snape. How do you think she will take the fact that she was poisoned, Albus?" She asked worriedly.
"I could not begin to guess," he answered with a grim face. "But I am afraid there is more to this situation."
"Anything you care to discuss Albus?" The nurse asked kindly.
"I think its best they know first," he answered gravely. "So I'll stop by later then. I do believe you have your work cut out for you. I imagine Miss Weasley will have plenty of visitors in the next few days."
He managed a small smile. "Good day Poppy."
With that, he popped out of the fire, leaving the nurse to bustle about the hospital wing as if nothing ever happened.
Ginny awoke to the sound of her best friends' excited chatting and screams. She smiled as she opened her eyes slowly. She saw Madame Pomfrey scold Pansy and Madison for being too loud and walk away with an exasperated sigh. As soon as the nurse was out of sight, the girls squealed as they ran over to Ginny's bed, engulfing her in huge hugs. Ginny forced a smile.
"Hey you guys, it's not that I'm not happy to se you because I am ecstatic, but could you loosen up a bit?" She asked, trying not to let her pain show through. Despite the potions, she was still really weak and aching. Madison and Pansy immediately jumped off her with guilty expressions.
"Oh sorry Gin!" Madison told her, with a guilty smile. "I almost forgot..."
"Because we are so happy to see you!" Pansy finished. Ginny smiled broadly. She felt like she hadn't seen her best friends in forever.
"Oh I am so happy to see you both too! I feel like I haven't seen you two in forever!" Ginny exclaimed, smiling. But once again, she felt the nagging of her curiosity at the back of her mind. She looked confusedly at her two best friends. "Why am I here you guys?"
Pansy and Madison looked at each other wildly. Madison looked at Ginny with confusion. "What do you mean? They haven't told you what's up?"
"I don't know anything, including how I got here," she said genuinely. She couldn't recall anything past the after party. Pansy looked sympathetically at Ginny.
"You don't remember what happened in the great Hall?" She asked with concern. Her words set off a flood of memories in Ginny's head. She saw the entire in fast forward. Waking up and getting dressed. Talking with Pansy and Madison. Draco and Blaise joining. Draco asking her for a walk out on the grounds. And then, dizziness and blackness. A lot of blackness. She looked slightly shocked as she looked up to Madison and Pansy. They seemed to realize she had just remembered and looked worriedly to her and they took seats on either side of the bed.
"Yeah now I do. But what happened?" She asked, looking to both them. They both sadly shook their heads.
"We have no idea," Madison answered. "They haven't told you anything?"
"Nothing," Ginny told them. "I've asked Madame Pomfrey several times but she simply ignores the question."
"What is going on?" Pansy asked with her brow furrowed. Ginny's eyes suddenly widened.
"I need to tell Draco that I can't go on that walk!" She said worriedly. Pansy and Madison exchanged sad looks.
"Gin, you've been in here for nine days," Madison answered. Ginny shut her eyes.
"Nine days..." She said slowly. She opened her eyes and looked at the girls. "What the hell was I doing here for five days?"
"They didn't tell us much, Gin, but you were in a coma," Pansy said softly. "We weren't sure if you were going to make it..."
"A coma?" She repeated in shock. The girls nodded their heads sadly.
"We're so glad to have you back Gin," Madison said warmly with a smile. Ginny gave her best friends a smile in return.
"I'm so glad you two are my best friends," Ginny told them. They all smiled at each other, glad that the three of them were back together. But Ginny had someone on her mind. "Where's Draco?"
"He's asleep," Madison answered with a giggle. "Madame Pomfrey put a sleeping potion in his water while he was here."
"He was here every day Gin. He spent the night by your bedside," Pansy said with a smile. Ginny smiled.
"Oh Draco," she said, more to herself than her friends.
"He'll be right back here as soon as he wakes up I'm sure," Madison said with a grin.
"As do I," they heard Madame Pomfrey say as she approached the group. "Girls, visiting hours are up. Miss Weasley needs her rest."
"I'm fine," Ginny interrupted. Madame Pomfrey rolled her eyes.
"I am the medi-witch, let me judge that," she said strictly as she narrowed her eyes at the girls. "You two may come back tomorrow."
Pansy and Madison reluctantly stood up. Madison suddenly remembered something in her cloak and pulled out a box of Honeyduke's chocolate.
"Oh these are for you," she said with a smile as she set down the box and Pansy did the same. Ginny smiled.
"Thanks you guys. But when'd you get these?" She asked. Madison and Pansy exchanged looks.
"Last weekend was a Hogsmeade weekend..." Pansy said quietly. Ginny simply nodded, knowing what they were saying. Madame Pomfrey cleared her throat loudly, indicating the door. Pansy gave Ginny a small smile. "Bye Gin..."
"Get better soon," Madison said with a smile as they stepped out, Madame Pomfrey shutting the door behind them. She rubbed her hands together.
"Now that I have some peace," she said walking towards Ginny's bedside table, carrying the green potion and a new purple one with her. Ginny looked at them in despair, knowing she had to take them again. She downed them both, anxious to question the nurse again. But once again, she felt the same sleepiness fall over her.
"I slipped a little Sleeping Potion into the blue one," she said with a smile, as Ginny drifted into slumber, all thoughts of questioning erased.