"And the match is over. What an amazing catch by Victor Krum. Sadly, it wasn't enough as Ireland still leads 240-190, winning them this year's quidditch world cup!" roared the announcer.
With that said Harry excused himself and made his way over to the twins telling them he'd owl them sometime in the next few days with the money and contract. Coming back to Amelia and the girls finding them ready they all head back to their tent. On the way back he noticed Nymphdora and Daphne talking in hushed tones, with small giggles leaking here and there. He knew that it was going to be a long night filled with music and games. Recently Nymphdora had been corrupting Daphne with all sorts of board games and music. At least that's what he would tell people, internally he was happy that Daphne was branching out and finding new interests and joys. Harry could never forsake any of his friends their happiness no matter where they find it.
Harry had a soft smile on his face as he glanced around the room. Everyone was asleep in the living room, in Daphne's and Nymphdora's sakes they were sharing a rather small recliner. Susan and Amelia were occupying the opposite ends of the couch. They had spent the past few hours playing monopoly that Nymphdora had brought. Along with snacks and not so few glasses of wine Amelia let them have it had been a fun night. Harry had just finished cleaning up and was heading to his room when an explosion rocked through the tent.
Immediately Amelia was on her feet wand drawn. It would've looked a lot cooler if she had not been bleary eyed and still half asleep. Just as Harry was about to speak three more explosions accompanied by several screams were heard. By now the girls had woken up and Amelia had adopted her auror persona barking out orders.
"Group up, Harry and Daphne in front Susan and Nymphdora in back. Stay close and defend each other." she snapped.
Everyone fell in line quickly knowing this wasn't the time for games. As soon as they exited the tent several spells splashed against the shield Amelia snapped into place. She turned to the source of the spell fire and with a look that could freeze hell several times over. Death eaters, pure scum in Amelia's mind. Parasites that should be exterminated with utmost prejudice. Sadly, she had to follow the law, but she was determined to bring these particular death eaters down as rough as possible. The death eaters paused at the chill that simultaneously ran up all their spines. Those precious few seconds of inaction was all Amelia needed. She leapt into action, wand waving and spells flying. All in silent casting, too, Harry was slightly in awe but still wary of the situation. Stunners, cutters, bludgeoners, bone breakers, body binds, transfigured animals. Seven of the twelve death eaters all fell to her initial onslaught. Of the five left three started firing back, the last too went for cover before casting anything else. Harry and Nymphdora had shielded a few stray curses but mostly they were fine. Before they had realized Amelia had dropped three more death eaters.
Everything seemed to suddenly freeze in place for Harry. He then noticed that things hadn't stopped just slowed down drastically. As he took in the scene before him, he saw several spells mid-flight. Luckily most were headed for the death eaters. There were four headed towards him and the girls. The first was set to land right at his feet. The other three were in a tight enough pattern to be aimed at a single person set to hit different parts of the body. Things slightly sped up, the first curse exploding into scorching flames at his feet hot enough to burn of the front of his shirt. The flames licked at his bare chest continuing up his neck and lower jaw causing heavy first-degree burns. Stifling a cry of pain, he fell to the ground. Rolling onto his side in pain he noticed the other spells all on a collision course with Nymphdora who was frozen in fear.
Instantly an image of a laughing Nymphdora flashed in front of his face. That smile that he was fond of seeing on her face was in danger of being permanently removed. Harry sees his worst fear happening before his very eyes, the death of his friends. He wants to deny what is about to happen, what he is about to see. He wills her to move, to dodge the spells. He knows she'll never be fast enough. He needs to be fast enough to reach her, to save her. Harry wills himself to be able to reach her in time. With a mighty push off the ground Harry takes his first step toward her, with a loud thunderclap and a flash of lightning in the sky he appears in between her and the spells. Immediately turning and tackling Nymphdora to the ground. He wasn't as fast as he hoped the first spell cleaved a gash where it impacted the top of his right shoulder. As Harry dropped to the ground in pain the second spell splashed across his back cutting him deep as it attempted to cleave him in two. This new wound drove him further into the ground luckily cause the third spell to miss entirely.
When the last spell splashes harmlessly in the dirt everything slams back to full speed as the other spells drop the remaining death eaters in time with Harry and Nymphdora hitting the ground. Amelia stops, she's breathing heavily in anger and her body still overloaded with adrenaline. She turns back to see Susan down on one knee, a small gash above her left eyebrow. She sees Daphne getting up from where she was knock off her feet, small cuts littering her arms, legs and face. Amelia then turned to where Harry was collapsed atop Nymphdora. As she approached, she noticed all the blood making her rush to their side. Upon seeing Harry's wounds, she casts a stasis charm on him till she can get him medical help. Having delt with him she checks Nymphdora for wounds as well only finding a twisted ankle and a gash at the tip of her left ear. Amelia deciding, she was fine for now focused back on Harry. She grabbed her emergency medical portkey to St. Mungos slapped it on Harry and activated it knowing it'd be the fastest way to get him treated. He would be thrown into a secure ward and set off all sorts of alarms alerting staff to his presence.
With Harry gone Amelia checks all the girls one more time and makes a portkey to St. Mungos for them. After the girls leave, she gathers all the downed death eaters and unmasks them. She recognizes a few but most are no names. Then she unmasks the last revealing one Lucius Malfoy. A wicked grin spread across Amelia's face as she tied them all together with rope. She then made the rope a portkey to the Ministry holding cells. Grabbing on they disappeared with a flash. Upon landing and dispersing them to their cells Amelia activated the holding cells lockdown. It was a failsafe to prevent dangerous prisoners from escaping, essentially only she as head of the DMLE could enter and exit the holding cell block. She was also the only person who could deactivate the lockdown. With the lockdown in place, she left headed for the hospital.
As soon as Amelia entered the hospital, she was bearing down on the filing clerk for information about the girls and Harry. She checked on the girls first, they were all admitted to the same room to be kept overnight for observation. Susan would have a small scar from the gash above her eyebrow. Nymphdora's ankle would heal just fine but she would forever be missing that small part of her ear. Naturally she thought it made her look cool so no big loss there. Daphne would also have scars; several covered her arms and face with one running across the bridge of her nose.
A decent size weight lifted itself from Amelia's shoulder knowing the girls would all be fine to leave in the morning. When they asked about Harry, she told them that's where she was headed next and that she'd come back and update them on his condition. With that she took off headed for the secure ward. Upon reaching Harry's room she asked the doctor about his progress.
"Ericson, how is he doing?"
The now-named doctor replied, "Ah Amelia, he's doing much better now, though it was touch and go there for a minute. Almost lost him but he's a fighter that's for sure. He should be good to leave day after tomorrow."
Amelia swallowed the small panic that arose at the news of Harry almost dying, instead choosing to focus on his release. She asked a few more questions before heading back to the girls to let them know what she learned. After telling the girls she would pick them up in the morning she headed home to get some much-needed rest. She knew she was going to have one hell of a week in front of her.
She awoke early the next morning. Deciding to get a head start she quickly gets ready and goes to pick up the girls. When she arrives at the hospital she heads straight for the girls' room. As Amelia reaches the door, she immediately opens it while giving the Female knock. The Female Knock was a knock pattern she developed with the girls to say, "I'm a female and I'm coming in no matter what". It was a good thing she did because all three girls were in various stages of undress. Daphne was completely bare from the waist up, Nymphdora was stuck fighting her bra for the umpteenth time, and Susan was sliding on a fresh pair of panties. Amelia took note of the few scars scattered across Daphne's chest then gave them a look that said hurry up and finish. Upon seeing this the girls quickly finished dressing and were ready to leave. They would be going back to Susan's house for the rest of the summer. When they got home Susan let out a huge sigh of relief, Daphne held the same sentiment with a small smile. Nymphdora though uncharacteristically quiet.
Nymphdora couldn't help but remember felling Harry's blood seep into her clothes, soaking her skin like a crimson glue. She remembers the look of pure pain etched onto his face. She recalls the nightmare she had last night where, he died atop her, and she was helpless to do anything. She can't wait till tomorrow when they can bring Harry home. She needs to see for herself that he is alright. She spends her day in front of the fireplace reading her schoolbooks. Sometime later Daphne is shaking her awake telling her to head to bed. Quickly remembering where she is she gets up and follows Daphne to their rooms.
The girls all awoke early the next morning excited to go check on Harry. When Amelia saw them ready to leave, she quickly got ready herself. When they arrived at the hospital the girl had trouble containing the urge to rush to find Harry. The only thing that held them back was that Amelia could get them their much sooner. Eventually the girls enter the hallway containing the room Harry was in. Upon reaching the door the girls throw it open bursting inside where they found Harry standing shirtless with his back to them at the foot of his bed. Their eyes all immediately drawn to the pinkish scar that was about an inch wide and ran from below his left armpit to just above his right hip. The scars thickness was just a testament to how deep it had cut. They also noticed a scar that started just below the tip of his right shoulder blade going up and over his shoulder to the front. Upon hear his door open Harry turned revealing the scar continue over his should stopping past his collarbone. The rest of his chest was slightly pink due to the healed burns.
Harry for his part just sighed and put his shirt on. He knew they were going to ask questions, but he hoped they would at least wait till they left the hospital. he spoke hoping to head them off.
"I know you all have questions but I'm rather tired and would to rest somewhere that isn't a hospital. So, you'll have to wait in obtaining your answers."
With that he put his shoes on and walked past them seeing Amelia still in the hall. He gave her a nod and they head out to the front desk. As soon as they reached the house Harry was bombarded with questions. Daphne had touched his cheek softly as if making sure he wouldn't disappear. Nymphdora was practically glued to his side and refused to move for anything. She even refused to part from him when he went to use the bathroom. The others laughed when she returned with a massive blush upon her face, but she didn't care she just needed her reassurance. He eventually got around to telling them what curses he was hit with.
"They were technically the same curse. One was just a slight variation. But regardless they were a type of cleaving curse. They're a sort of amputation curse. The doctor said I was lucky the one didn't sever my spine." Harry said.
Nymphdora clung to him tighter when she heard this. She also realized she lost her chunk of ear to the same curse that struck his shoulder. When he asked her what she thought of her missing piece of ear she told him how she thought it made her look cooler which brought an amused smile to Harry's face. Susan got up citing she was tired and headed up stairs to bed. Daphne followed shortly after. With a small sigh Harry turned and picked Nymphdora up and hauled her upstairs bridal style. When he entered his room, he placed her on the bed. She was so lost in her thoughts she didn't notice that she had been moved till Harry let go of her. As she was about to get up to go find him, he came back in the room with some pajamas for her in hand. As if reading her mind, he spoke.
"I figured it'd be easier if you just slept here for the whole night than pretending to sleep in your room only to sneak in here in the middle of the night ultimately waking me up."
She couldn't really argue with that logic not that she was inclined too anyway. She quickly changed while her faced the wall and crawled into the bed. Harry joined her a second later. Once he was comfortable her turn out the lights and called out.
"Goodnight Nym."
"Night Harry." She replied.
AN: This one is abit shorter. mostly just abit of filler, next chapter will most likely be them going back to school. once again hope its enjoyable.
