A/N:

And now…we break away from the hospital scene for a moment to find ourselves at the Burrow in young Teddy's POV

A special thanks to Too Young Too Be Serious, Ashsmee, jessirose85, tamera72 and Artisticmom2 for reviewing chapter 8!

"Mummy!"

Teddy jerked awake for the seventh time that evening since arriving at the Burrow. Despite sleeping in the same room as James across the hall, he could hear the sobs and wails of a frightened three-year old having another nightmare, so loudly that it was as if the were in the same room.

Slowly groaning, he got up. The wooden floor was cold, sending shivers up his legs and up his spine. Tiptoeing across the creaky floor as quietly as he could so he wouldn't wake James, he slowly opened the bedroom door that had once belonged to one of the Weasley brothers and stepped into the dark hallway. Heading for the partially shut door he looked around. Wondering why no one else was heading towards the room. No one was heading to the bedroom but him. Earlier both Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had come running every time Rose had cried out. Looking toward the staircase he could hear their worried voices. Shrugging it off he slowly opened the door to Rose and Albus' room.

The room was dim and dark. Teddy had to squint before he could make out the outline of the two beds that sat on the opposite ends of the room. Two small figures occupied the beds, one in a heap crying and whimpering, the other sitting up straight staring into the darkness as he heard Teddy slowly approach. As he got closer Teddy could begin to make out the figures face. His wide emerald eyes shown brightly with alarm and bewilderment as he looked from Teddy to Rose. His black hair stood out in an untamed muddle, he looked from Teddy to the whimpering figure trapped in her nightmares tossing and turning in the other bed.

"Is she okay?" Albus whispered to him as he came near.

"She'll be fine Al."

"She keeps crying and calling for Auntie Hermione. Grandma and Granddad have been coming in over and over. They keep telling her it's okay. She cries and then falls asleep again. I fall asleep too but it happens all over again."

Teddy smiled at the figure. Barely able to make out the concerned but tired look on Albus' face, knowing that Al had decided to bunk with Rose so she wouldn't have been lonely. He had been trying to be a good cousin and be there for Rose. Yet he wasn't going to get any sleep if he stayed in the room with her. Teddy knew that if Albus didn't get at least some sleep it wouldn't be a very good morning for anyone. Even though Albus was the quieter out of Harry's two boys he could get rambunctious if he was tired.

"Al, go into my room with James, I'll stay here with Rosie for the rest of tonight."

He watched as the outline of Albus slowly crawled out of bed without protest. Slowly and sleepily, he shuffled toward the door letting it creak open as he opened it and walked into the dark hallway shutting it partially.

Teddy kneeled beside the whimpering lump in the bed. Turning on the lamp beside the bed, he sat on the edge and gently shook her awake. The whimpering stopped and the blue tear-filled puffy eyes burst open in surprise.

"It's okay Rosie. You were having another nightmare."

Teddy felt his heart give a little pang as Rose sniffed and wiped her tears from her eyes innocently. Since Teddy had only his grandmother he considered his godfather's family his own. He thought of Rose as his cousin and he treated her like one. He never liked to see any of the young kids upset for any reason. Teddy gently began to stroke Rose's curly red hair.

Silence swept over them both for a few moments. Rose seemed afraid to speak. She would stare at him as if she was about to talk, then she would look away and her bottom lip would tremble, and then look at him again. He smiled at her trying to silently assure her that it was okay and that she could talk. She looked away again but this time whispered.

"Where's Mummy?" Rose was so quiet that Teddy had almost not heard the question.

"She's okay Rosie."

Rose suddenly sat up and shook her head rapidly. Her curls bounced with each shake. Looking at him again her beautiful blue eyes glared at Teddy furiously, which surprised him very much. Rose was usually a sweet little girl who never glared or got angry with anyone…no one but James.

"No. If she were okay I'd be home and so would Mummy. Both Mummy and Hugo would be home. Daddy would be home too I think!" She continued to glare at Teddy. "Grandma and Granddad keep saying everything is okay. Mummy is not okay!"

"Why isn't she okay?" Asked Teddy.

Rose suddenly got quiet again fiddling with her covers. "In the car. She didn't talk right. She couldn't move. When she tried to look at Hugo and me, her face got all pale and twisted like something was hurting her. A couple of times she made a funny noise. Then she'd be okay again."

Teddy sighed. He should have seen that coming. Rose was extremely perceptive with a lot of things. He was sure that every time her grandparents had come in to the room they had said that everything was okay, that her mother and little brother were fine, exactly the same way he had said it. Even though she was only three, it wouldn't have been hard for her to realize that her grandparents were saying the same thing over and over and that what they had said didn't match up to what she had seen in the car.

"Your right." Teddy finally confessed. "Your mum wasn't alright then. But she's going to be fine. She and your brother are both in a Muggle hospital."

"I know that." Rose said. "Jim told me that they were going to take good care of Mummy and make her better again, Hugo too."

Teddy was suddenly very confused. "Jim? Who's Jim?" He had never heard of anyone named Jim. For a moment he thought it might one of Rose's stuffed animals but then he realized that she didn't have any with her. Then he thought maybe one of those imaginary friends that she had, this theory also was absurd for Rose would never give an imaginary friend such a sane name. She would give them names like Smumble Corkie Poo.

Rose looked at Teddy as if a gnome was dancing a merry jig on his head. "He's the man who took me to the hospital. He was really nice. After we got into his big white van, I was crying because we had left Mummy. She had told me to be brave like Gryffindor and I was trying really hard. The harder I tried the more I cried. I told Jim that Mummy hadn't been acting right and neither had Hugo, he told me that once they got to the hospital the doctors would be able to find out what was wrong and then Hugo and Mummy would be fine and he would personally make sure that they would be."

"Don't you trust Jim?"

"Of course I do!" Rose looked insulted. "It's the other doctors I don't trust. I'm worried that the doctors might accidentally hurt one of them trying to make them better."

"Then you have to believe that he knows what he's talking about." Teddy looked seriously into her eyes. "Your dad won't let them do anything that he thinks might hurt either of them. Auntie Ginny, Uncle Harry, Uncle George and Uncle Bill are with him too, they'll all make sure the doctors won't do anything." She studied his gaze for a moment then looked away toward the pattern of the comforter that was covering her.

"You sure? You sure my Daddy won't let them do anything?"

"I'm sure. Your dad loves you guys too let anything happen. Plus he's got backup. Auntie Ginny and your uncles will help him make any big decisions if he isn't sure what's a good idea."

He watched as Rose continued to stare at the comforter pattern. She had begun to run her little finger along the edge of one of the patches. He doubted she was thoroughly convinced but she looked more relaxed after hearing that her father, aunt and uncles were with Hermione and Hugo.

"Teddy?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you get me a glass of water?"

Teddy smiled. "Sure." He stood up and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him. He walked down the dark hallway toward the staircase. As he arrived at the bottom of stairs he saw something that made him stop dead in his tracks. A silvery stag stood before Mr. and Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen. Harry's voice drifted from the kitchen and up the stairs.

"Doctor decided Hermione is safely stable. Getting breathing tube removed now and is no longer in intensive care."

Teddy felt a wave of excitement rush over him as the stag vanished. Forgetting about getting Rose a drink, he spun himself directly around and run back up the stairs skipping a few of them as he ran up. If the doctor was taking this breathing tube out and removing Hermione out of intensive care that meant that she was going to be fine. He wasn't entirely sure what it all meant but something inside him told him that it was good. Almost laughing he remembered how worried Rose was about her mother. He hoped that maybe if he told her what he had just seen she would have some peace tonight. Skipping a few steps, he rushed to the bedroom and opened the door. He found Rosie fast asleep.

Teddy smiled to himself. Walking over to the bed, he stared at the little figure essentially passed out on the bed. She looked calmer then she had only a couple minutes before; her face was relaxed and childlike. In her sleep she made a small movement with her head; a single section curly hair fell across her face. Teddy silently brushed the hair away from Rose's face and smiled. She looked so peaceful.

Part of him wanted to wake her up, however the other part of him wanted to let her sleep. Teddy knew that Rose had a traumatic evening. Without a word he turned off the lamp and walked to the other bed on the other side of the room. Something told him that Rose wasn't going to have any more nightmares that evening. He could tell her in the morning. For now, he knew that both of them needed their sleep. Slipping into the cool sheet, Teddy was asleep before his head had touched the pillow.

A/N:

I hoped everyone enjoyed Chapter 9! For some reason this was a really hard chapter to write. I honestly don't know why.

Ok, now for Chapter 10 you guys get a choice. Since you have stuck with me all the way through Chapter 10 I decided that I am going to let you guys choose who Chapter 10's POV is in. You can choose Hermione or Ron. I'll keep a poll and whoever has the most votes wins! Let me know whom you want to hear from in a review…so please review!