Spoils of War – Rating M
Chapter02 – Injuries of War
Pairings – Harry/Daphne/Ginny/Hannah/Hermione/Millicent/Padma/Pansy, Molly/Arthur, George/Angelina, Neville/Luna, Terry/Sophie, Vernon/Petunia, Dudley/Cho
Warnings – Contains Swearing, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Violence
Inspired by and uses text from After The Battle: The Summer of Romance
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Hospital Wing, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
03 May 1998
Ginny looked at Harry, noticing the feeling of terror coming from him. Little did she realise what he was suffering from. She turned around in her chair to see Harry shaking. He looked as white as a sheet. Blood was pouring out of several cuts.
"Leave her alone!" Harry shouted, the shakes getting more violent. "Let her go Riddle."
Ginny leaned forward, placing her hands in his. "You killed her!" Harry shouted, fighting against Ginny. "You killed her Riddle, and now it's your turn!"
"Harry," Ginny said, putting her head next to his. "Harry, you can beat him." She took his hand and held it in hers, hoping he would wake up soon. She felt him sit up, gasping for air. Harry turned to Ginny, his eyes opening, taking in her eyes.
"Harry, I'm here, and Riddle is dead. You've had a nightmare, I helped you get out of it." Ginny said, standing up. "I need to get Madam Pomfrey. She needs to look at you again as you're bleeding."
"I'm bleeding?" Harry said, reaching for the source of the bleeding. Suddenly a pain rocketed to his chest. Ginny sat down, noting his face, scared at what was happening. He moved his hand from the source of the blood to his chest.
"Yes, your head is bleeding from where that git of a brother used the Cruciatus on you," she said, wrapping a new bandage around his head.
"I dreamt that we were near the lake, by the tree, but he had you, and he killed you." Harry said, crying, "Why does it feel that every time that I sleep, I end up back against Riddle? I am getting fed up of this, these nightmares."
"Harry, remember that you had part of him in you." Ginny said, her hands showing no release from his, "When I got possessed by him in my first year, I ended up getting haunted by nightmares of him. I still do, but I've learnt to think of you and me, by the lake."
She turned around, reaching for a goblet that was left by Madam Pomfrey, handing it to Harry, urging him to drink a Dreamless Sleep potion. She lifted her wand and muttered a few spells, making sure that all the cuts wouldn't bleed any further.
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Molly and Arthur Weasley rushed into the Hospital Wing that morning to see Harry still laying on the bed, his hands entwined with Ginny, their hair tangled together. They looked at them, a glow on Arthur's face.
"Look at them," Arthur said, crying at the sight of his daughter. "Does that remind you of anyone Molly?"
Yes, they do." Molly said, pulling a tissue from her pocket. "Young James Potter had got engaged to Lily Evans and they were in St Mungo's. That was the night my brothers were killed. James had been injured by a cutting curse and Lily was with him all night, lying half on the bed, half in a chair. Harry is just like his father, loving redheads!"
"It still pains me to remember that night dear." Arthur said, crying, "You were in tears over it all. Charlie was only a couple of months old at the time. To think that out of all the people our age in the Order, me, you and Kingsley are the only ones left."
"I know. It's pretty sad really that Harry has lost so much of his family," Molly said, crying, "I made a promise to Lily that I would look after her son if I can, and I will do, even if he becomes a stubborn so and so like James was."
"I think we ought to let them rest dear." Arthur said to his wife, cuddling her.
"Indeed," Molly said, walking out of the Hospital Wing. "They're only young once."
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The sun rose through the Hospital Wing window, forcing itself through the blinds. Harry turned in his bed. Suddenly he felt an urge that something was going to happen. He sat up, turning towards the perceived threat. He grabbed his wand from the bedside table and without realising, stunned the threat
'Amycus Carrow! I thought he had learnt his lesson when he threatened McGonagall? Obviously not as he has tried to attack me and Ginny.' Harry thought, his chest pumping quickly, scanning the area for other threats. He knew there wasn't any others, but didn't let his guard down. 'You'll never forgive yourself Potter if Ginny gets attacked. You love her. She looks like she's been through hell and back.'
One of the Aurors that was near him ran over to Carrow, grabbing his wand from him, pulling a circular tube from his pocket, placing the wand in the tube. He shouted for the other Aurors to restrain Carrow whilst he was revived. Madam Pomfrey ran from her office, shouting "What in the name of Merlin is going on?"
"Potter should be the one the Aurors should be arresting." Carrow said, spitting at Madam Pomfrey, "Potter used an Unforgivable on me, then killed my master! Minerva will back me up."
"I will not back up a piece of Death Eater scum" Professor McGonagall said, running into the Hospital Wing. "Even if Mr Potter did use an Unforgivable Curse, which I will never confirm nor deny, I have it on the word of the Minister for Magic that he would never be punished for it."
"You...you bitch! That filthy Half Blood killed my master. He used an Unforgivable on me and he deserves to die." Carrow said, rushing towards Harry. The Aurors grabbed hold of him, using a spell to bind him.
"You call me a "filthy Half Blood"? Have you stopped and worked out what Riddle was?" Harry said, standing up, pointing his wand menacingly at Carrow. "Your "master" was the son of a Squib and a Muggle. Or did you lot think he was a Pure Blood?"
"You dare talk about the Dark Lord like that? Your slut of a Blood Traitor girlfriend was very good as a target for the Cruciatus Curses!" Carrow shouted, reaching for his wand, discovering that it had been took away. "The Dark Lord will be avenged, and you Potter, you will die first!"
Suddenly Carrow felt himself being attacked by a non-verbal spell from Harry, his face incensed at the thought of what his Ginny had undergone, tortured at the hands of a Death Eater.
"Harry! No, don't do it. It will make you as bad as them." Ginny shouted from behind him, upset that Harry was angry.
"It's all my fault," Harry thought, his head dropping when he saw Aurors dragging Amycus Carrow away from the Hospital Wing, obscenities being shouted throughout the corridors. "I should have been here, here to protect Ginny. Instead I go wondering around the country looking for Horcruxes while Ginny is being attacked. It's all my fault."
Suddenly Harry started clutching his chest, pains shooting from where Voldemort cast the Killing Curse. "Harry…help…Molly…Kingsley…collapse" was all he heard, then suddenly he fell down on the floor, and all went black for him.
Ginny noticed Harry clutching his chest, his eyes all bloodshot. "Quickly! It's Harry! He needs help!" Suddenly Harry collapsed on the floor, struggling to breath. She rushed to him, holding his hand. "Please don't die on me Harry. I can't cope with you dying too" she thought, tears coming to her eyes.
"Minerva, fetch Molly and Arthur, tell them to come here." Madam Pomfrey shouted to the new Headmistress, "Fetch Kingsley Shacklebolt too. Tell them Harry has collapsed."
Between Ginny and Madam Pomfrey, they managed to get Harry back on to the bed. Ginny put her head close to Harry's mouth, trying to see if he was breathing. She felt his breath, but it was irregular, almost as if he was giving up. "Come on Harry, I need you to stay with me. I just can't bare to even think about living without you" she thought, her eyes filling with tears. She moved her head so her lips were touching his, and kissed him with all of her might.
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After what felt the hardest few minutes of Ginny Weasley's life, she heard footsteps rushing in to the Hospital Wing. She turned instinctively, drawing her wand out of her pocket. She saw her parents and Kingsley Shacklebolt coming towards her. She pointed it at Shacklebolt, unsure if it was the real person.
"What was the last thing your Patronus said to us, and what form does it take?" Ginny shouted, her face looking at him menacingly.
"It's a lynx, and I told it, on the day of Bill and Fleurs wedding to say "The Ministry has fallen, Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming." Does that satisfy your questions Miss Weasley?"Kingsley said, shocked at the questioning, yet relieved at the fact that Ginny knew what she was doing.
"Sorry Kingsley, but I had to do that as we had Amycus Carrow come in here, looking like he was about to do something to the pair of us. Before I knew it, Harry stunned him, then sent another non-verbal spell when Carrow…Carrow…said something which made Harry look like he wanted to murder him." Ginny said, putting her wand back in her pocket. "I was scared that Harry was going to actually kill him given half a chance. His eyes, they went completely green with rage. Then he started getting pains in his chest and collapsed.
"I don't think I cope with Harry dying," she said, grabbing a tissue from the cabinet next to the bed where Harry was lying. She sat on the bed, right next to where Harry was. "When Hagrid brought him from the forest, when V-Voldemort said he was dead, I-I just wanted to die. I wanted to be with him. When Ron stunned him, making him hit the wall after I kissed him, I wanted to hit Ron so bad that if it wasn't for Hermione I would have. And now, the stress his body has endured after what happened with Carrow, I-I'm scared that he won't pull through. I love him too much to see him die again."
"What do you mean, die again?" Arthur said, heading to hug his daughter. "Do you know something we don't?"
Ginny nodded, tears coming fast and furious. "Harry told me that he had a piece of Riddle inside him. That's why he went into the forest, because he had to get rid of it."
Kingsley gasped, remembering an earlier conversation he had with Hermione. "Ginny, Molly, Arthur. What I'm about to tell you does not leave this room. As an Auror, I've seen this type of magic once before, so I know what I am saying. That piece of Voldemort Ginny has just mentioned was what is known as a Horcrux. It is a piece of dark magic which is part of a soul, splintered off. It takes a murder to create a Horcrux."
"That is what Hermione told me. I spoke to the portrait of Albus Dumbledore and he said…" Kingsley started. "…He said that Harry had destroyed the first Horcrux when he saved Ginny from the Basilisk."
"That diary was a Horcrux!" Molly shouted. "If Albus had told us I would have got a Mind Healer to help Ginny!"
Molly hugged her daughter, noticing her wince because her bones were being crushed. Suddenly Harry lifted his head up and looked at Molly.
"Where's Hermione and Ron?" he asked, confused as to why his best friends was not around.
"Hermione is helping Professor Flitwick." Ginny said, holding her boyfriend's hand. "And as for Ron, he…he is…he is dead. He used the Cruciatus on you, then you got him with a cutting curse."
Harry looked down at the bed and, from Ginny's view, started silently crying. "I…I killed Ron. I...I don't deserve to be around anyone. I should be thrown in Azkaban."
"It's not your fault Harry. He used an Unforgivable on you," Kingsley said, getting to his knees and looking at the young man who was going to be the next Order of Merlin holder. He passed a vial of Dreamless Sleep potion to Harry who drank it, forcing him into a sleep.
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A/N – Coming Up in Chapter 03 - Discussions of War
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Chapter Written Date - 19/09/2016