Chapter 9: The Hospital Wing

The room burst into action, the teachers came running towards her and the students started conversations staring and pointing at her. George touched her shoulder and sat down beside her.

"I'm complicated." Demon said throwing a weak smile at George. She felt fingers faintly tracing the gashes on her back. She turned around and saw Ginny staring at her. "Don't worry it looks worse than it is."

"Why did you risk yourself to get me out of the way?" Ginny asked.

Demon saw the teachers reach the other side of the table. "Miss. Pendragon are you… I mean what was…" Professor McGonagall said flustered. "Straight to the hospital wing. Now let's go."

"I'm okay really." Demon began.

"There's no point in arguing mate. Come on we'll take you." Fred said over her shoulder. Although she didn't need it Ginny helped her to her feet. Demon let Ginny help her because she knew the girl-wanted answers. Ginny, Demon, Fred and George left the Great Hall filled with whispers.

"So why did you get me out of the way?" Ginny asked. "Does your back hurt much?"

"I didn't want you to get hurt. Your one of the few people who doesn't whisper about me. I just don't like bad things happening to good people you know." Demon said.

She stumbled and would have fallen to the floor had George and Ginny not held both of her arms.

"Blimey are you going to be okay?" George asked. Fred hurriedly pushed open the door to the Hospital Wing.

"What happened?" Bellowed an elderly witch in a nurses uniform. She grabbed Demon's arm from Ginny and pulled her towards a bed.

"Nothing really. I'm quite alright. Just need to change my shirt." Demon said looking down wistfully at her favorite shirt falling off her slowly.

"She was attacked by a Banshee Madam Pomfrey." Fred said as they followed them to the bed where Madam Pompfrey now made Demon lay on her stomach.

Demon heard the ripping of fabric and cool air hit her back as she struggled to find a position in which she wasn't suffocating in the pillow. Finally when she didn't feel hands on her back she sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Madam Pomfrey shrieked running back towards her with a cloth and a bowl of something thick in her hands.

"Nowhere I just wanted to be able to breathe. You can work on my back without me laying down can't you?" Demon asked. She turned and looked at Fred, George and Ginny on the bed opposite her. Fred and George were staring at her and Ginny sat there blushing.

"Why are you all looking at me weird?" Demon asked.

Ginny got off the bed and gave Demon a hug. "Um your shirts fallen off." Ginny whispered in her ear. Demon blushed as well. Scrambling Demon grabbed what was left of her shirt and covered the front of her body. "Nice red colour though. I've been thinking of getting one like that myself." Ginny said referring to Demon's red lace bra as she took a seat next to her.

"I really don't need to hear this." Said George.

"Me neither." Fred agreed.

Ginny and Demon smiled at each other. "Well hey I'm going to Diagon Alley this weekend and I don't think I an tear Fred and George away from some place called Zonko's so if you're willing to come with me maybe we can go get some considering I'm going to need a new one."

"That would be great… I'd love to go." Ginny said excitedly.

"Sorry but we have some business to take care of in Hogsmeade. And we don't even want to know about any of this." Said George sneaking another look at Demon.

Madam Pomfrey humphed and filling the cloth with the thick stuff beginning to dab it on Demon's back. Demon sat bolt upright as the cuts on her back seared with pain. The spot covered in the mysterious concoction bled faster.

"Oh my goodness." Madam Pomfrey gasped. "What is this?"

Everyone in the room looked worried except Demon. She was getting rather light headed. "Wipe it off." Ginny squeaked. She looked around for something to wipe it off with and Demon, not really caring anymore, handed Ginny her shirt.

"What was that?" Asked Fred and George simultaneously.

"Yeah that happens." Demon said her eyes feeling rather heavy.

George snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Oy. Keep your eyes open."

"Just clean it with soap and water please." Demon said.

"Very well." Madam Pomfrey sighed transfiguring the thick stuff into suddy warm water. She then began cleaning the wounds and it stung Demon considerably less.

"Hem. Hem."

Fred, George and Ginny became as stiff and boards at the sound. "What the hell was that?" Demon whispered.

"The Devil." George replied.

The witch that made the sound walked slowly towards them dressed all in pink and with a pink bow in her hair closely followed by Professor McGonagall.

"Good evening." The witch said. "My name is Professor Umbridge, High Inquisitor of Hogwarts and Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"Good evening Professor." Demon said politely. Umbridge gave her an appraising look.

"I believe that you should be covered in some way." She said.

"She was Professor but her back began to bleed uncontrollably and we used her shirt to soak up the blood." Said Ginny quickly.

"Well these shouldn't gentlemen shouldn't be here then. Please leave." Umbridge said turning to Fred and George. Their faces filled with rage, as they stood ready to argue.

"Don't worry about it guys. I'll help her back to the common room." Ginny said quickly trying to keep her brothers out of trouble.

"Thanks for bringing me here guys." Demon said as they grudgingly walked away.

Professor Umbridge stood in front of Demon as Madam Pomfrey worked on her back applying bandages. "I objected to Dumbledore allowing you to enter into your last year having just gotten into a magical school." Umbridge started. Ginny moved a bit closer to Demon rather defensively as Demon put a blank but polite look on her face. "Monday you shall have a meeting with Professor McGonagall about future careers and I see that you have applied for most of the N.E.W.T. classes. I'm sorry to say that I cannot allow you to take these classes without a good enough grade. Especially Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Professor." Demon interrupted holding up a hand. She glanced at McGonagall who looked ready to explode. Madam Pomfrey finished dressing Demon's wounds and Demon stood pulling Ginny to her feet. "With all do respect; I applied for the classes that interested me, I agree that I need some guidance in selecting a career but please, before you restrict me and judge my abilities by what you have seen so far… don't because I haven't passed judgment on you. As for kicking me out of classes we shall wait for the results of my O.W.L.'s. Now if you'll excuse me I would like to go to bed. Good night Professors, Madam Pomfrey thank you so much for everything. Come on Ginny help me to the common room." Demon said grabbing the scraps of her shirt, wrapping it around her and pulling a grinning Ginny from the Hospital Wing leaving the three witches with mouths hanging open.