Chapter 3
Ginny and Fleur ran down the stairs, a difficult task for Fleur having gone through childbirth the previous week. Ginny ran straight into Bill who was standing in the dark on the stair landing. She got up and ran to the kitchen to see what her mum saw.
Mrs. Weasley was standing at the door looking out the window. But when Ginny got there she sat down out of the way so Ginny could see better. She had thought it was her father or something but it wasn't. It was much, much better. Up the drive came a very tired looking Harry. Also very beaten up!
"Mum! He's hurt! Grab blankets and stuff, Bill. Mum, could you please make him some soup? I'll be right back!" and with that said, Ginny ran out to Harry.
"Oh my! Did V-Voldermort do this to you?" she asked worried.
"N-No. Ministry... Magic." Harry said dragging himself across the lawn.
"Here, let me help you." She said and put his arm over her shoulder. She then practically carried him across the lawn and into the house, where Bill took over for her.
"Let's get him to St. Mungos." Mrs. Weasley said as Bill layed him down.
"We can't let anyone else know he's here. He said the Ministry did this.
"What! No, that can't be! The minister's not that bad!
"All right. We'll have to be really careful. These wounds aren't ordinary. Magic caused them. That means they'll take twice as long as Muggle wounds to heal, and they'll open up again twice as easily."
"I vill go get sumsing to treat ze vounds. I vill only be gone for a few minutes." Fleur said and apparated. She came back a few minutes later carrying all kinds of magical wraps and band aids and such.
Mrs. Weasley had him fixed up in no time. Of course, he had to stay in bed until the wounds healed.
Right after that Harry told them that Ron and Hermione were still at the ministry and that someone had to save them. Bill left immediately after figuring out where they were. Umbridge had gotten a few ex- Death Eaters to torcher information out of them. Harry had only just managed to apparate out. Arthur and a bunch of aurors were going to settle things. They would most likely be putting all of them in Azkaban.
Ginny hardly ever left his side. She even slept in the room.
"Ginny?"
"Yeah?"
"You still feel the same way?"
"Yes. You?"
"Of course! Anyways, do you remember what we talked about last Christmas?"
"Yeah."
"Are you ready to tell Mrs. Weasley?"
"After you heal up we will. Together. You don't need any emotional strain right now. "
Harry went back to sleep, but Ginny couldn't, she was too happy.