\\Blinding Love// (Fred Weasley Love Story) 12
I had felt a sting on my finger and then sharp pains on my arms but, I didn't know what that was all about. Was I being tortured in my sleep? What was going on? All I knew was that the next thing, I was in darkness and I could feel someone touching me. I could hear very faint voices but, I couldn't make out a word they were saying. What was going on? Why couldn't I wake up? Was this all some sort of trippy, whacked out dream? All I knew was that I felt extremely tired and even though I wanted to open my eyes, I just didn't feel like it. I was so tired that I felt like I could sleep forever...
Fred's POV
Usually Elise would wake up around breakfast time but, it was far after. I was going to go upstairs and check on her but, of course, my mum pestered me to stay downstairs and let her recover from all the cuts and bruising and pain. It was almost six in the evening when Ginny asked…
"Where's Elise? She hasn't been around all day." She seemed worried.
Hermione had a look too. We were all downstairs in the kitchen while my mum made dinner. "Well, imagine how hard they must have pushed everyone into training. I mean, she didn't exactly tell us what they did except duel but, it must have been hard work." Harry attempted to explain.
We all had worried looks, especially me. I got up from the table and headed for the stairs.
"Fred, give it five minutes mate. You've been antsy all day. Relax." George said shaking his head as Ron and he played a game of Wizard's Chess. I stared at the stairs, chin in my palm as I waited and waited. I had let ten minutes slip by.
"There's something wrong. She would have made an attempt to come down. She usually wakes up at the crack of dawn. I'm going up." I stormed out of the kitchen and up the stairs and entered her room.
She was still asleep. It was hard to believe. I walked to the edge of her bed and sat down, stroking her cheek when I noticed she felt cold. Her skin was ivory, a huge difference from her natural tan toned skin. It was spring and it was only room temperature throughout the house. When my worst fear popped into my mind I grabbed her wrist from under the covers only to drop it at the feel of something sticky. I ran back downstairs as fast as I could, panting.
"Mum! Come upstairs quickly! Something's happened!" She dropped what she was doing and followed after me as I went back upstairs in a flash. When she came to the room she shrieked and called Elise's house elf.
"Dotty, please get me a washcloth and a bowl of warm water." Everyone filed into the room and stood around the bed.
"Bloody hell! She looks like a bloody nightmare! Literally!" Ron got smacked upside the head by Hermione.
"This isn't funny Ronald!" she screamed. Dotty came back in a flash with the things my mum asked for and she dunked the washcloth in the water and began wiping away the blood that had caked onto her arm as she grabbed her wrist.
"Oh it's no use of her staying here. She has to go to the hospital." The next thing I knew, my mum was shouting orders for people to find blankets to wrap her up in and to bring bandages and gauze as I was carrying her cold, almost limp, body in my arms down to the fireplace.
"Harry, Ron, Ginny, stay here please and notify the others when they return. The rest of you come with me please."
It's been a couple of hours now. I'm guessing it's sometime around almost nine at night. I never went back home. I'm here, with George and the others with my mum who was waiting to hear the news on her too. Only one nurse had come out all the hours we'd been here to tell us, 'It's going to be a long time. They're doing the best they can.' which only made me dramatically nervous. Everyone looked alive when the doctor rushed out. He was a young doctor with dirty blonde, spiky hair and came out with the charts.
"Elise Richard's uh...friends I presume?" he asked after examining all of us and figuring out she wasn't related.
"Yes, is she all right?" My mum asked as she placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Yes, she's fine for now but, you won't find her awake anytime soon. We had to knock her out after forcing her to open her eyes. She was a mess." The doctor shook his head in disappointment. "Now, does anyone know why she had cuts on her arms? Maybe, overly emotional? Or did something bad happen? She looks like she was abused." he exasperated.
My mum scoffed. "She was not abused and wouldn't try to kill herself! We told you the story already." My mum clearly lied and we all stared at her in disbelief.
"And what was that? It's not on my clipboard anywhere." he clarified, flipping through the pages. My mum paused, trying to think of something when she spoke to us all. "Kids! What did you all say happened to her?"
"Glass! Lots of glass..." Ron solemnly said.
"Glass?" The doctor raised an eyebrow.
"Yes! On-On the stairs." Ginny blurted.
"Glass on the stairs? How?" We all glanced at each other, clearly out of ideas.
"She was moving a very expensive mirror up the stairs when my cat ran by her, chasing a rat that was in the house and she dropped her wand, causing the mirror to fall and shatter everywhere and she lost her balance and fell down the stairs, two flights to be exact."
Good 'ol Hermione and her advanced mind.
The doctor looked shocked. "Well, that's very odd but, if that's what happened." The doctor shrugged as he walked off. "Oh! You all can go see her by the way. It won't be a pretty site though. She's the last door down that hallway on the left side, number 324." he frowned before leaving down another corridor.
I was the first in the room and my heart nearly sunk when I saw her in that bed. She was hooked up to a whole bunch of wires that led to different kinds of machines. She had IV tubes stuck in her wrists and, she looked like a broken, fallen angel. I felt hurt. How did she wind up having cuts on her arms? I knew she was emotional, but she wasn't as emo as other people out there. What could have possessed her to do such a thing? I sat down in a chair next to the bed and gently grabbed her fingers and stroked them with my thumb. She still felt cold as ice. Everyone stayed quiet as the slow beeping of the monitor was the only noise.
I stayed in St. Mungo's of course while my dad switched places with my mum and Ginny and Hermione stayed also. It was early in the morning when I felt someone grazing my hand that I was awakened.
Back to Elise's POV
I remember being awoken in a white room. The brightness of the light burned my eyes and I screamed like a banshee. I could feel myself being strapped down as I was being injected with something and I soon fell back into my dark, lonely world again. What seemed to me like a few seconds must have been a lot longer than that because it wasn't so bright in my room, just dark enough for my eyes to not burn. I sighed deeply as my eyes adjusted to be able to make out where I was. I was in St. Mungo's Hospital and I didn't look pretty I bet. I was hooked up to millions of wires and my wrists were in pain. I couldn't move my wrists because the metal made me wince in pain. The beeping from the monitor bugged me a little as I tried to lift my head. That was impossible and a failed attempt. I could feel hardly any pain on my ribcage but, the bruises were still there. Then I finally caught a glimpse at the full bloody red bandages on my arms.
"Now how the hell didthathappen?" I asked myself.
"So you're alive after all."I could faintly make out Caim's voice.
"What happened?"
"Well, I wasn't exactly in your room when you did this but, I caught you walking downstairs and the next moment coming back up with a knife. I saw you go back into your room but, I couldn't tell if you were sleep walking or not so I just left you alone. I went out hunting last night and when I came back, you were gone and I heard you were in the hospital. That's all I know."
I sighed. Was I possessed last night? All I could remember was pain, and voices, nothing else. I looked to my left to see Fred, holding my fingers as he had his head down on my bedside. I grazed his fingers with what little strength I could move mine and he stirred immediately. I faintly smiled up at him as he blankly looked at me.
"Hey you. You don't look so well." I frowned as he sighed with relief.
"I thought you would die in the middle of the night." His voice was shaky and I shook my head, slightly.
"You kidding me? You think I'd die over a few cuts? Please." I scoffed. He smiled a very small and insignificant smile as he whispered.
"You scared the hell out of me Ellie. What happened?" he furrowed his brow.
"Well, apparently I was being possessed somehow and I was made to do this to myself. Strangely enough, I remember my finger with this cursed ring stinging me in my sleep but I couldn't open my eyes."
Fred's eyes widened. "Do you think that he did this?"
"There's no other explanation. I guess it's time to face the fact that he knows something. Caim was trying to speak to me and I could faintly make out his voice but, I could still speak to him." Fred leaned down and kissed my hand.
"Don't worry about it right now. You need to get better." I smiled as he rose and kissed my forehead ever so lightly, as if he were afraid I would break as he went back to watching me, until I drifted off to sleep.
It was probably day time now because I could hear some fussing in the room. I could hear faint voices and I listened in.
"I tell you she awoke last night!"
"Now I know how much you must love her but, you must have been dreaming Mr. Weasley now if you excuse me, she needs this medication!"
"You better step away from her Miss because I tell you; I'll make sure you're fired!" I heard Mrs. Weasley rampage.
"Try and fire me." I could hear the nurses' smug tone as I felt her turn over my hand. I reached up and grabbed her arm.
"Put that junk into my system and you'll find you're missing an arm lady." I glared up at the nurse, who was purely petrified.
She exited out of the room immediately, probably to get the doctor or something. The others crowded around my bed as I gasped at the IV stabbing me as I gently placed my hand back down on the bed.
"Welcome back Elise!" Hermione gleamed as everyone had sweet smiles on their faces.
"Wow Elise, you look as pasty as glue." George snickered as I rolled my eyes.
"Well geez, thanks George." Mrs. Weasley smacked his arm.
"Are you feeling alright my dear?" She was like the loving mother I wish I had known.
"Yeah, I'm fine, just that I feel like ripping out these IV's." They all laughed.
"We wouldn't want that now, you'd just stay here even longer with that loony nurse." Ron's failed attempt at a joke made me smile a little. The same doctor from yesterday rushed in with two other nurses this time.
"Excuse me but is everything alright?" His eyes fell on me and his mouth hung open. "My goodness, awake already?"
"Yup, and I'm Miss Merry Sunshine dock. Good as new."
He laughed. "Well, you must have some tremendous strength after falling down the stairs and cutting yourself on all that glass." he smiled as he checked my pulse. I gave looks to everyone who just shook their head.
"Why yes, of course. Bloody silly of me." I forced out a laugh.
"Nurse, were you trying to inject her with more morphine?"
"Why yes but, it was time for her medication!"
"She was going to inject me anyways even with the pleas of my friends and it wasn't until I was awoken rudely by her grabbing my arm did I tell her to not inject me." I fought back. The doctor gave a look to the nurse and waved her off as she stormed once again out of the room.
"Well, you're pulse seems back to normal, you're blood level has been refilled, and you have plenty of iron as well. You still look a bit ivory my dear but that'll vanish in a few days with just some vitamins. We should be getting you checked out then." While Mister and Misses Weasley left to sign me out, I was shaking with joy!
"THANK THE LORD!!!" I shouted as I removed the stickers and the plugs off of me. I yanked out my own IV tubes, which I regret because I started bleeding again and my wrists had to be wrapped up before leaving.
"Now get out! I got to get dressed." I said shuffling everyone out except Ginny and Hermione. I tried standing up but, I collapsed on the floor.
"OW!" Ginny and Hermione helped me up.
"You're too weak for walking. Here, we'll help you." It took five minutes but, I was dressed and was being carried out by Fred of course.
"Are you sure you don't want a wheel chair?" one nurse asked me.
"Psh, you kidding me? I don't want to look like an old, helpless person!" Fred rolled his eyes as we floo powdered back to head quarters where Mrs. Weasley got straight on the job of making me some soup. After I was all settled, I told everyone my thoughts on what had happened.
"That's just bizarre! I mean, how would Voldemort even devise a ring into such a device?" Hermione asked, clearly shocked.
"Beats me but, I do believe he's figured out something." I frowned.
Hermione placed a hand on mine. "I'm sure it's nothing huge."
I shook my head. "It doesn't matter. I think he's trying to weaken my power. Right now I'm trying to listen in on Harry's mind and I can hardly hear anything. No offense Harry, I'm not saying you're empty headed." I smirked slightly.
"None taken."
"Well, if that's the case, then, wouldn't he find you worthless?"
"Ginny, he did this to ME! He can't deny it. He's done something to my powers where I can't see into his mind. He must have felt a presence in his mind when I looked into it." I scowled. "The worst is realized. I don't know if I'd be able to go back if I was summoned." A silent tear dripped down my face.
"I don't know if I or my friends can keep this up much longer, they must know something. And besides, I haven't sent him a letter or anything of the Orders 'plans'."
That's when I sat down and began to write some bogus letter, explaining how they had hidden armies up to the far north, on the coast of the Arctic. I found Caim, seeing as how if my power was depleting, I wanted to save it all for something important. A couple weeks went by before Caim had come back. I had grown worried that he was killed or something. He brought back a letter, two as a matter of fact. One from Voldy saying that he would check it out, where actually it was partially true. The Order had gathered a few northern Centaurs to come fight for us, it was just that they were already farther south than what I had said. The other was from Cheryl and she told me what was going on.
Ellie,
Things aren't so well over here. Voldemort is being suspicious of you and is upset that you've only given him a smidge of information. I know how hard it is for you to lie but, I just hope you have an ounce of truth in what you're telling him. Adrian has been moved up to one of the most active Death Eaters, meaning that he's participating in all that they're doing.
He heard Bellatrix talking about how the ring you're wearing is sapping out your power. It started ever since you wore it! I'm afraid that you've already discovered this as well but, he can also enter your mind and control you if he wanted to. I hope that you're alright Ellie and I suppose you are, seeing as how you wrote but, still…
I've no clue how all of us are going to get away for your wedding. We'll think of something. If you're going to send me letters, send them only from two to three in the morning. I have to keep this short but please, write ASAP. I'll let you know more about Voldy-poo. Oh! One more thing, you are going to be summoned very soon.
xoxo Cherry
This was insane indeed. Even if I was summoned, I was glad that I was healed, just had a number of lovely scars on my arms but I easily hid those with my arm warmers. It was as if Voldemort had just read my mind then, I was feeling the ant fire bite on my forefinger on my left hand.