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Living in the Muggle World- Neville and Ginny

She didn't move. Neither did anyone else. The moment was broken by Hermione's scream

'Oh no, oh no, oh no.' she rushed forward but stopped as she started to sway. Harry caught her and steered her towards the nearby armchair. Meanwhile everyone stood, dumbstruck, as Neville started forwards towards the motion-less Cho and knelt down beside her. He looked up and caught Ginny's eye. As quickly as she could in her dress, Ginny turned and made her way out of the front door. She reached their battered old car and unlocked the boot. Inside was a small black bag. She picked it up and hurried inside with it. It appeared as if no one had moved in her absence. Everyone was still standing, struck dumb by the sight of Cho lying, sprawled on the floor. Hermione was in a chair, so unlike her usual self, gulping in air and frantic with worry. Harry was next to her, arm around her shoulders and offering comforting words. Ginny felt a pang in her stomach but ignored it as she passed the bag to Neville.

Neville had never felt so assured in all his life. He'd seen Cho trip and bang her head and for the first time in his life, new how to act instantaneously. What had made him even more confident in his actions was the fact that nobody else had moved to contradict him or take over as they usually did. When Ginny had been at the car, someone had suggested they ring for the hospital, but nobody knew the telephone number. Neville did but he was too absorbed in Cho to answer. Very gently, he moved her into the Muggle recovery position. When Ginny returned he delved into his bag and pulled out a mixture on bottles and pieces of material. He then set to work. Everyone was still.

While Neville was working, Ginny went to stand with Ron, whose face was white and gaunt.

'I never, I didn't mean, I- oh god' he moaned as he saw Cho spread on the floor before him.

'It's alright Ron, it wasn't your fault, she tripped, it was an accident.'

'But I was pulling her; I made her want to pull away. If I'd just asked nicely.'

'Ron don't do this to yourself, if you hadn't pulled her, if Parvati's dress hadn't been so long, if Cho hadn't been as drunk as a skunk. It's all speculation and isn't doing anyone any favours. She'll be fine, Neville is looking after her.' Ginny hugged Ron but he pulled away, as if for the first time he had registered the situation.

'Neville is looking after her. NEVILLE' he shouted. Neville turned for a moment.

'Keep it down Ron; if she wakes we don't want the first thing she hears to be you bellowing you lungs out.' He turned back to his patient. Ron looked aghast at him and turned back to Ginny.

'What on earth is happening here? Neville, caring for the injured. He'll make her worse. Surely there is someone else who can help her better than him?' Ron looked right into Ginny's eyes and was amazed when he received a resounding slap across his cheek. He stumbled, momentarily confused.

'Don't you dare talk about Neville like that' cried Ginny. 'He is probably the most competent person in this entire room, being a trained nurse and all!'

'He's- what?'

'A fully trained and respected nurse and, in my opinion much, much more able at dealing with a motionless body than anyone else in this room.' Ginny gave Ron a deadly stare and moved towards where Hermione was sitting. As she crossed the room, a small moan came from the floor. Neville knelt back slightly as Cho's head moved.

'Oh' cried Hermione, beginning to rush forward but was held back by Harry. Ron did move and grasped Cho's hand firmly in his own.

'Cho, my god Cho are you ok?'

'Oh really good question Ron' muttered Seamus sarcastically. Everyone ignored him. Cho sat up slightly, resting on her elbows. Her eyes found Ron.

'Where am I? Why am I on the floor?'

'You had a nasty fall and hit your head. But you're fine now. Neville looked after you.' He looked round. 'Where is Neville?'

'Gone to the car, he said Cho should go to hospital to make sure she is ok' replied Ginny.

'But if he says she is alright, then surely she is' asked a confused Ron.

'But she hit her head and was knocked out, Cho could easily be concussed. I want her to be checked by a doctor just to make sure. I'd never forgive myself if something was wrong and I'd never suggested she go to be checked' answered Neville as he re-entered the room.

'But, but, you're the qualified one. Isn't your word as good as the next persons? If you think she is ok then she's fine.'

'Being qualified doesn't mean your word is the best, and always correct' replied Neville calmly. 'I'm only a nurse and I would feel much happier if she saw a doctor.'

'Well, if that's what Neville says then it's what we will do.' This was Harry. He joined the small circle. 'Neville and I will take Cho to the hospital. Ginny, you stay here and look after Hermione,' He inclined his head to where she was sitting, absolutely still and still whimpering slightly. 'Ron, you go home and sort the flat out for when Cho returns. She won't want to come back to mess. And ring her place of work to say she won't be in tomorrow, just to be on the safe side.' He looked over at Neville as if to say 'ready?' Neville nodded and together they helped Cho out of the house and into Neville's old car.

Ginny watched them go from the window. She felt the pang again in her stomach but this time, she wasn't sure who it was for. But there was no time to consider this, for there were still many people here. Ginny turned a determined look on her face. 'Right everyone, I know the events of tonight have changed the mood slightly but never mind. The party is still going if people want to stay, but if you feel uncomfortable and want to leave, then that is also fine, Hermione doesn't mind either way. Infact, if you don't mind excusing her, Hermione will be leaving the gathering now to go and rest upstairs.' Ginny spoke the last word with force while looking hard at Ernie. For once in his life, Ernie picked up on a hint.

'Erm, yes that's a marvellous idea Ginny. If I help Hermione upstairs could you see that everyone has enough drink and food.' He starred helplessly at the ruined mound of food covering the floor.

'Of course' came the brisk reply. But, as Ginny had hoped most people didn't feel like staying anymore and made their excuses. The only person Ginny had to make go was Luna and she promised her another visit with a tour of the house if she left right that moment.

As soon as the front door had shut, Ginny marched up to Hermione's room. 'Hermione, I need to borrow some old clothes. There's a lot of clearing to do and I don't want to get it on this dress.'

'Oh Ginny, don't worry about that, we have a maid and such. They can clear it tomorrow morning when the day begins. Give them something different to do' said Ernie from the corner of the room. Ginny stared at him.

'Leave all that food out all night for someone to clean up tomorrow morning. Ernie, the smell will be horrible.'

'It's their job Ginny; make them earn their money for once.'

'What!' cried Hermione from the bed. 'That is despicable Ernie. Ginny is right, we can't leave it.' And with that, Hermione heaved herself from the bed and moved towards the wardrobe. She flung some clothes over to Ginny and pulled some out for herself.

'Are you sure you'll be alright Hermione?' Ginny asked tentatively.'

'I'm just fine' replied Hermione 'just fine.'

The Accident and Emergency at Farrowham hospital was busy and noisy. Harry didn't think that so many people would still be there at this time of the night, well morning by now. Neville however seemed quite at home. He talked Harry through the system of the registering of patients and the waiting and the form filling. Though he spent every summer with the Dursley's he'd never needed to come to a Muggle hospital at this time of day. You weren't exactly living life on the edge with Uncle Vernon. About half an hour after they had sat down in the waiting room, Cho was called into a cubical to be looked at. This left Neville and Harry waiting outside. Normally neither would have been bothered by this, but tonight it was different.

'Christ' thought Harry 'how can I get through this conversation without mentioning Ginny. It isn't possible.

'My god' thought Neville 'he is going to hate me for getting Ginny when he wanted her. I know he is with Katie now but I'm sure there's still some resentment hidden there. 'So' he said allowed.

'So' repeated Harry.

It was around five in the morning by the time Neville and Ginny returned to semi-detached they were living in for the project. After dropping off Harry and Cho he'd returned to Hermione's to see if everything was alright there. Ernie wasn't to found anywhere and neither Hermione nor Ginny were interested as to where he was.

'It's going to be such a long day' moaned Ginny turning the kettle on. 'I've to be at the studio for starting at nine and then there's a catwalk tonight.'

'That's the price you have to pay for being a successful model at the grand age of seventeen' laughed Neville. 'Imagine, if it was your real job, you've have days like that everyday of your working life.'

'True, but a models working life is a lot shorter than the average. I was researching it at the library on the computer things and once they start to look too old or too fat then they are dropped and no one wants them anymore.

'The same cannot be said for the medical world. They will keep you for as long as they can providing you're qualified, and that doesn't seem to count for much looking at the bedside manner of some of the staff' commented Neville. 'But I can see why people do it; there is something so very satisfying in knowing that you are responsible for the welfare of a person.'

'Like at the party with Cho?'

'Yes, in a way. It's like you have this decision because you can either make a person better or worse and no one can decide that for you. You really do have the power to alter the future.' Neville finished and looked slightly embarrassed at his outpouring. Ginny walked over to him.

'I never knew you felt like that.'

'It's stupid I know.'

'It's not, it's really magnificent. I think it's wonderful when someone can have such genuine passion for something, I think it shows we are still devoted people I some ways still.' She put her arms round him.

'You know Ginny I'm devoted to my Muggle job, but I'm more devoted to you.'

'Personal visit for Miss Weasley' called the runner into the dressing room irritated. 'And this is your ten minute call' she added as an afterthought. Ginny makeup girl stopped for a second to examine her subjects face. 'Do you want your visitor to come in here on do you want me to hurry up so you can chat in private?'

'I don't know who it is' answered Ginny 'but I can't think of anyone who knows I'm here who I would need to see in private. Can you send them in for me' she called over her shoulder to the runner who rolled her eyes and beckoned someone inside.

'Harry' cried Ginny jumping slightly and jogging the makeup artist.

'Miss Weasley you've got to stay still or you'll look like you've been beaten up.'

Harry moved forward to stand between and the mirror. He smiled. 'Just like you Ginny impatient and fidgety.' He glanced up and down, taking her in 'you look truly magnificent, all alive and glowing. Well this is just a quick pop in to say that I'll be watching the show and can we meet for a meal at the end?' The makeup lady tutted under her breath 'take a model out for food, you must be mad' but she was ignored. Ginny looked up at Harry and smiled.

'That would be lovely. Outside in the foyer. I'll be as quick as I can getting changed.' When he'd gone the girl in the chair next to her leant over.

'Boyfriend?'

'No.'

'Lover?'

'No.'

'Married?'

'No!'

'Then what the bleeding hell was all that chemistry' she retorted and settled back into her chair.