Okay, so, this chapter is absolute crap, I almost took it out completely, but I suppose I needed it as filler. I'm trying hard to make it all make sense. If you read the original one when it was posted the first time I am so very sorry.
It's amazing how far a writer comes from when they first started.

Chapter 7: Fixing the Pieces

"Just give me two seconds and we'll get you back," the girl at the check-in desk said as soon as she heard the name "Potter." Of course, many others who were there also heard the name, and almost instantly swarmed around them as Ginny and Demeltza dragged Harry after the nurses.

"Mr. Potter, you have quite the record for injuries," the healer chuckled, as he walked into the room. "You seem to be a magnet for danger."

"It's all part of my job description sir," Harry replied. Ginny smiled and moved to hug him.

"Dem and I are going out in the hall for a moment," she said as she kissed his cheek and followed Demeltza out of the room.

"Thanks Dem, I don't think I could have done this without you," Ginny said, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"I told you that I know female support would be good for you."

"It's funny, I've only just met you a few hours ago, and I already feel like we've been friends for ages," Demeltza laughed.

"I agree," she said giving Ginny a hug.

"What exactly happened Mr. Potter?" the healer asked.

"I was attacked by my fiancé's five older brothers. They seemed to believe I "stole her innocence" from her," Harry blushed, glad that Ginny and Demeltza had left the room. "They hit me with many different spells. The only damage that I am aware of is some sort of leg-lock curse, but I haven't been able to reverse it so it wasn't a normal leg lock curse," Harry said.

"So other than the immobility in your legs, you really aren't sure what's really wrong?" The healer noted.

"No sir, I'm not sure what else they threw at me," Harry replied.

"I think I can safely assume the red head is your fiancé?" Harry nodded his head.

"Is she a Weasley?"

"Not for much longer," Harry smiled. The healer did too.

"Does the elder Mr. Weasley know that his sons have attacked you?" The healer asked pulling his wand from his robes and waving it over Harry's legs.

"I don't believe he does," Harry said.

"It seems they have hit you pretty hard," The healer said, "However, whoever hit you knew what they were doing and used a spell that has to fade on it's own. I can't reverse it. It may be several days before you're able to walk again. I'll need to examine the rest of your body to check for other damages. Can you lay back?"

"I'm not sure what I can and can't do. I haven't really tried much."

"I see this, well try to lay back. I won't let you fall." Harry almost fell off the bed trying to lie down. The healer laughed.

"I hope her brothers won't kill her too much, you're going to need her to help take care of you," the healer said. Ginny took that moment to walk back in. Demeltza had gone down to find a snack.

"If they even think for once second that I'm going home, they'll be the next to be hexed," Ginny replied.

"Well now, St. Mungoes has already gained enough popularity with Mr. Potter here, I don't think it is in anyone's best interest for us to have to treat five Weasley siblings as well," the healer joked, "perhaps you can work something out without hexing them?" The look on Ginny's face answered his question. There was no way her brothers were going to be easily forgiven.

Harry was released into Ginny's care with instructions to take it easy until the curse wore off.

"I'll help you get him home, but I can't stay long. I was going to visit my grandparents with my little sister today," Demeltza said as they approached the fireplace.

"It's okay Dem, you've been a huge help already. I don't know how I'll repay you," Ginny said.

"No need," Demeltza smiled as she stepped into the fireplace.

"Grimmauld Place," Ginny said to assist her friend in where to go. When Demeltza was gone, Ginny turned to Harry.

"I'm not going home," she said.

"Ginny, don't give them another reason to hurt me."

"I don't plan on leaving you, no matter what any of them say," Ginny said pulling Harry into the fireplace. Within a matter of two seconds they were back at Harry's house. Unfortunately, Bill and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were waiting on them.

"Harry, you look better," Bill said keeping his eyes down.

"I'll survive this time," Harry said. Ginny helped him into the closest chair and gave Demeltza a hug. She knew her new friend wouldn't want to be stuck in this mess.

"Thanks for all your help, I'll send an owl later," Ginny said.

When Demeltza was gone Ginny slowly turned to face her brother and parents.

"Well, what is it?" she asked, trying not to be rude. She locked eyes with Bill who just hours earlier said he wouldn't involve their parents. Bill nodded his head to let her know that it was all going to be okay.

"We cannot apologize for your brother's actions today Ginny, but I personally am sorry because I feel like this is all my fault," Mrs. Weasley spoke up, "I never would have thought that they would do something like this to Harry, who we've always considered family." Ginny was surprised that her mother was apologizing. She wondered what Bill was up to as she watched him point his wand at his head and pull a silver strand from it. He put it in the Pensive that Mr. Weasley was holding.

"Ginny, I can apologize for my own actions. I didn't want to do this anymore than Ron did, but Percy's memory was a bit fuzzy and I'm sure he tampered with it to make Harry look like a bad guy. You've been my little sister for seventeen years now, and if you tell the others this I'll kill you, but you've also been my favorite sibling. I want to show you what I saw happen when Percy returned. I have Percy's memory too if you're interested in that as well. I told him I wanted to show Mum and Dad and he willingly handed it over. I won't show them, but I'd like to watch it with you and see what you think." Bill said. He wanted to hug her, but he knew she was still furious with them. The only people Bill feared were his mother, his sister, and then his wife.

"I want you to watch my memory first," he looked over at Harry, "while she's doing that we'd like to talk to you," he said to him with his hands held in surrender.

Ginny thought about her brother's offer as her father held the Pensive out to her. She looked at Harry who nodded for her to go ahead and held her breath as she fell head first into the memory.