All Around Me: A Healing
Chapter: Six
Genre: Drama, General, Action, Hurt/Comfort
Rating: PG through PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own the lovely characters in this chapter. Also the lyrics from different songs
A/N: ……. Be surprised.
Edited: I don't think so, dears.
Warnings: …. I don't know if there's really any…. –blinks-
Harry's P.O.V.
[Harry's Dream:
--Your fingertips across my skin
I smiled as Ginny's fingers grazed my stomach and kissed my hand. She looked into my eyes and said something that I couldn't hear. I looked at her with a question in my expression. She tilted her head.
--The palm trees swaying in the wind
She moved from on top of me to the side of me, making me glimpse at the palm trees all around us. I looked down and saw we were surrounded by sand. I picked up some and let the grains go through my fingers.
--Images
I looked back up Ginny. She looked so beautiful. I touched her hair and she removed my hand. She stood me up with herself and held my hands. She looked at the roughness of them and looked back at me with sadness in her eyes. I tried to talk to her, but I couldn't. No words came out of my mouth.
--You sang me Spanish lullabies
She came closer to me and leaned in my ear. She started to sing in my ear. We started to sway to the melody of her voice until she stopped. I felt something wet hit my shoulder.
--The sweetest sadness in your eyes
I looked at her face. She was crying. Tear after tear came and I couldn't do anything. Finally, I asked what was wrong. I tried to brush them away but something wouldn't let me touch her face.
--Clever trick
She smiled and giggled. I pulled her closer to me and whispered in her ear, "Clever trick." She then pushed me away. Her eyes had sorrow in them again and then anger. I backed away, confused by her actions. All of a sudden her eyes went back to sorrow. She pulled me closer then and whispered softly in my ear…
"Harry, please save me. I know you can hear me. You can hear everyone. I want you to save me like you did back in my first year. Harry? Can you hear me? Please save me…PLEASE!!!!"
I looked at her bewildered and backed away. She was coming towards me with every step I took. She looked like she was about to die. Her face was paling. Her eyes seemed to be going into her skull and her body decaying. I was scared and almost started to run when she finally fell to her knees and said the strangest thing.
"I know you could hear me. Why didn't you save me Harry? Aren't you the person who saves everyone? Why couldn't you save me?"
There was a sudden rush of green light and I could hear her screams and then mine.
/end
I woke up within an instant. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I was covered with sweat that was all over my body. Fear was going through me a thousand miles a second. Something was wrong, I could feel it. Ginny didn't come to me in a dream just to scare the shit out of me. She came to me so I could help her. I know she did.
Omnipresence
The Weasley family was now at St. Mungo's anxiously waiting for one of the healers to tell them something about Ginny's condition. None of the scurrying healers that were going in and out of Ginny's hospital room were telling them anything. Mr. Weasley sat close to Mrs. Weasley so he could help calm her down. Nothing was helping her cope with her knowing that her daughter was on the brink of death.
Fred and George were with their girlfriends when the family called them to the Burrow to help them get Ginny to a hospital. When they arrived they were surprised by the scene they saw. They saw an unconsciousness and bloody Ginny. They could tell she was dying. They got out of their shock and they and their girlfriends helped out the situation. Right now, they felt helpless as they sat next to their parents.
Tonks and Lupin arrived at the Burrow early to tell the Weasley clan that they were engaged and getting married. They didn't know that an hour after their arrival they would be carrying practically a dead girl that they cared about to the hospital. Nothing in their Auror training could've prepared them for the heartache they were going through at the moment; especially, for Tonks. Ginny was like a little sister to her. She clung to Remus, crying on his shoulder.
Bill and soon-to-be Fleur Weasley were leaned against each other, both staring in shock at what had just happened over the past 2 hours. Yes, they have been waiting there for 2 hours on the healers. Nothing. They had told them nothing. Bill couldn't fathom why they hadn't told them something, and surprisingly, Fleur felt the same way. Maybe it was because she loved Bill so much, she wanted him to be happy. I don't blame Fleur at all. I would want the same thing.
Charlie looked at the couple staring and read their minds. He had been thinking the same thing. He leaned against the wall and sighed closing his eyes. He folded his arms and sighed again. He kept trying to figure out why someone would want to do this to Ginny, unless… "Ron! Stop walking up and down the hallway like… something that can't be still!"
Ron stopped and looked at his brother and glared. He continued to pace, hoping that Hermione got his message through the floo. He was so mad, so frustrated, so sad, so… He had so many emotions locked away inside that he couldn't explain them.
"Ron, please stop. You're annoying us. I know that you're frustrated right now but –"
"I'm more than that! I'm angry and p.issed! I mean, why aren't you going crazy like I am Charlie!"
"Hey! She's my bloody sister too!"
"Well, act like it!"
"I am! Just because I'm mature…" Ron snorted.
"Yeah, right."
"You know what Ron? You can kiss my…"
"You two stop it! I mean stop it right now, dammit!"
Everyone went silent and looked at Father Weasley. The family had never heard him curse before. The two bickering sons knew not to test their father's patience or his anger. They quieted down and just waited for the healer to come.
Another hour passed as the family and friends waited for just a smidge of news. No one came to them. Mrs. Weasley started to pace along with Ron out of anticipation for something. Everyone was getting tired and worrisome. There were footsteps heard from behind Ron and everyone turned to see… Hermione. It was only Hermione. She stopped.
"Hi. I got the message from Ron… Where is he," she said in a small whisper.
"I'm right here Hermione."
"Oh Ronald!"
Hermione ran to her dearly beloved Ron and hugged him. The twins coughed and whispered to each other which lead to snickering. Ron glared at that behind Hermione's back. They stopped and went back to coughing.
"You know Hermione, we didn't get the same greeting. How come? What makes Ron so special?" Fred said with a smirk.
"Yeah, anything going on between you to?"
"Oh shut up Fred and George. I'm glad you got here Hermione."
"Me too," Hermione leaned in and asked, "Have you talked to Harry? Did you send him the same thing you sent me?" Ron shook his head.
"I couldn't. I didn't have the heart."
"I understand."
"Um, sorry to break up the whole secret conversation but a healer is coming this way."
George pointed towards a woman with strawberry blonde hair and looked fairly young, but at the same time, fairly old. She had dark blue eyes and a smile on her face. You could tell she was trying to help the situation that was about to unfold. The healer finally came upon the Weasley family.
"Hi. I'm Healer Mickey Parker. I'm the main healer over Ginny Weasley. I'm happy to say that we have her in a stable condition though critical. Um... One minute she's ok, the next her body can change its functioning and it can be the death of her."
Every gulped at the revelation and didn't know what to think.
"And we've found out why. You daughter seems to have undergone series of tortures and it shows in her physical injuries even though we haven't went into a full physical observation, so –"
"So, why haven't you? It's been this long!"
"Bill! Don't interrupt!"
"It's okay Mrs. Weasley. As I was saying: Since we haven't went into full physical observation, we don't know what other injuries she could have. And to answer you question young man, it's because we've been trying to get stable. Weren't you listening?"
The twins sniggered as Healer Mickey snapped at Bill. Bill had a faint tint of red on his cheeks as she said this.
"Well, that was the good part, so I'm going on to the bad part."
"The bad part?"
"Yes. It seems that whoever tortured her knew what they were doing. Somehow, or some way they got her not to wake up. But, it's strange because it seems as if she is the one not making herself wake up. We've tried even the most advanced spells to help her awaken, but no luck. It's like she blocking the spells with her mind. It's weird…
"So, what are you saying? Are you saying that Ginny…" Remus drifted off.
"Yes, it seems like doesn't want to wake up. She doesn't want to re-enter the world.'
"What? I don't understand. That doesn't make any sense." Remus said, obviously confused.
There was pacing from behind, and then a voice replied, "What she's saying is that Ginny must've suffered during her torture and doesn't want to face it. Maybe the torture was so brutal that in her opinion she shouldn't be able to live and that it will only worry you so much. Also, and maybe, just maybe that she doesn't want to remember it. She wants darkness to overcome her. She wants death and she's fighting the magic that's trying to help revive her. I think that's what she's saying. Right healer?"
The Weasleys blinked at Alicia after the explanation and looked at the healer for a yes or a no. The Healer nodded and continued.
"Right. And there's something else. She has an X on her back. Like a cursed X."
"A curse," everyone shrieked and the healer flinched.
"Yes. We haven't seen anything like it. It still bleeding and seems like it doesn't want to close up to heal. Right now it's drying up, thank goodness. We're waiting for the blood to dry up so we can close it up and let it heal. After that, we'll get someone who deals with curses to see what kind is it."
"Well, I'm a curse breaker. I can help."
"Oh that's great. Well, I have to go and check on other patients. That's all we can do for tonight. Have a nice night."
The Healer smiled and walked away, leaving the Weasley family astonished.
"Well, I guess it's time to go home." Mrs. Weasley said defeated.
Everyone started to protest.
"Now, now, you heard her. Everyone go! It's been a long day for all of us. I agree with Molly. Tomorrow, we all will visit Ginny if we can. Bill, tomorrow, if you can, try to find every curse dealing with X's. Maybe Alicia and Hermione will help, if they want to."
"We will Mr. Weasley. Anything to help," Alicia responded immediately.
"Good," Mr. Weasley sighed, "now, let's go home. Hermione, you can stay over if you want to"
The next day, family and friends arrived back at St. Mungo's not knowing what to expect. They most certainly weren't ready for the news at all. When the news was heard, nothing could've stopped Mrs. Weasley from collapsing on her knees like she did. She started sob while she had her head in her hands. The healer didn't have the heart to also announce that they found something else wrong with the only girl in the Weasley family. She didn't have the heart.
The oldest of the siblings, the parents, and the friends of the family were the first to say good-bye to the girl that lay on her deathbed. They couldn't do anything else; nothing could've stopped her body from rapidly changing its plight.
When Ron and Hermione, the last of the group, went to say their final words, they couldn't help but just stand there. They knew Harry should be here, but they didn't have the courage to tell him. They knew he would go ballistic and barmy.
Hermione leaned in and put her head in the crook of Ron's neck. She stifled a sniffle and looked up at him. He had tears in his eyes too. They looked at each other and held hands, looking for comfort within each other. This would be the last time they would see Ron's dear sister.
Ron sighed and wiped his tears away. He said in a dark whisper, "We should go; they're waiting for us, 'Mione."
Hermione nodded and looked at Ginny one more time. She squinted at the body a little, not believing that she was dieing so fast. Not believing that Ginny gave up so quickly to death. She let go of Ron's hand and went towards the bed.
"Hermione, what are you doing?"
"Ron, I just can't believe that she about to be gone. I can't believe that there's nothing we can do."
"I know, Hermione. I know. But, everything happens for a reason right? Isn't that what you always used to say? I mean-"
"Ron…"
"What?"
"Look at Ginny."
He looked and his heart started to quickened. He saw his sister's hand twitch and then her body. He swallowed some of his spit and looked at Hermione nervously. This reminded him of when Harry had bad dreams. He didn't want to go through it again. If only he could get in her head and stop her… If only.
Ginny's P.O.V.
(A/N: Ok, I have to cut you off now. But, the next section is going to be kinda weird and oddly put. You're going to be confused, but you'll get it… at the end of the story. BAHAHA. Deal with it. Oh, and also there are lyrics in here, and I will be skipping some to fit with this part. Okay?)
[In Ginny's mind:
I'm floating, I'm weightless, there's no air, though I can breathe. Something that's flowing through my veins makes me have a feeling of superiority. Nothing can make me open my eyes into the world I once known. I'm weightless, there's no air, though I can breathe. I'm floating.
--My hands are searching for you
--My arms are outstretched towards you
My hands are outstretched upwards, over my head. I'm trying to feel for some ceiling but nothing's up ahead. Grasping and feeling for anything, not feeling anything at all. Darkness all around as something magical falls. Searching… searching for any acknowledgement of anything, everything, even though I don't want to within these darkened walls.
--I feel you on my fingertips
I finally had a hold of something on my edge of my fingertips. Even though it was a slight tingle, I felt it. I tried to look for the thing that I touched the thing I wanted to see and see if I was imagining things. The darkness still was still in my eyesight and I couldn't see anything still. As I tried to walk on the nothingness that was ubiquitous, I got more and more frustrated. I grabbed my hair. I couldn't feel it. Why couldn't I?
--And so I cry
--The light is white
--And I see you
I felt like screaming, but no voice. No feeling, no voice, hardly any hearing, just a little bit of seeing. I let my hands grab the strands of auburn dancing about my face. I still didn't feel it no matter how hard I grabbed and pulled. I felt paralyzed, I felt helpless, I felt ashamed, and I felt like nothing. I closed my eyes and only saw more darkness. Tears started to ignite. I let them come.
I opened my dark brown irises and saw a light. I gasped. That was the first noise I had heard in ages and it echoed. My hands went up to my mouth to cover it and I felt it. I cried out in relief. That reverberated too. I looked upon the light and instead of it being yellow, it was white.
I just stared at it until something happened, and something thing. A face appeared and that's when I saw him. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. I knew he was here to help me, guide me back to the life I once knew. He was like medicine to fight off something and I didn't want to take it. I didn't want to go back. Not at all. He can't make me. I don't care if he was sent here to help me. I didn't want to go. I just wanted… I want to…
--My tongue dances behind my lips for you
--This fire rising through my being
--Burning I'm not used to seeing you
I opened my lips and said your name. I yelled at you to go away. I wanted to stay. I wanted to stay afloat even though it isn't where I supposed to be. I closed my eyes and I felt heat going through my body. I felt the aching of my body. I myself move, but not in this world. I closed my eyes tighter and tried to fight off of the heat, the fire going through my body.
The feeling sent tingling shocks through my spine and my skin burning. I was fighting it back. The battle that I was fighting was a useless one. It will soon win and I will be sent back into a world that I know I will be ashamed to see again. I do not deserve to see it; I do not deserve to rest upon it. I am a weakling.
I opened my eyes as the fire within me won my losing battle. I peered into those eyes knowing that it was the end for me and I knew I had to go back. I have a reason to be there. I have a reason to stay alive. Tears came again, and this time pouring. I nodded and he told me to come, to come closer and I'll be there again… with everyone.
--I'm alive, I'm alive
I hands reached out, my joints popped, and screams echoed. I began to sweat. The darkness became a little clearer. My eyes began to blur out and I felt something cushion under me. I felt my thrash. I was beginning to wake up, become one with my world again.
I felt the trails of sweat on my face and my lips parting. My voice was screaming. I wanted help; I wanted someone to help me come back into the world. I wasn't quite strong enough yet. And then… my upper body went upward and my hands in my hair. My brain and body was starting to understand each other and act together as one. And thanks to that, I could feel my hands in my wet and sweaty hair and could hear myself say:
"I'm alive, I'm still alive."
/end
Ron's P.O.V.
Hermione was holding on tight to me as Ginny thrashed around in her bed. She seemed to be fighting to break through. Hermione and I didn't do anything, just stared at her in horror. Something was happening and it was a good thing… maybe. We're not sure yet, but we'll wait and see.
Hermione's P.O.V
We didn't know what to do; I didn't know what to do. I was horrified. What was happening was worse than what we go through with Harry. Maybe that's why the both of them have a connection that we can't understand, and probably never will. I don't know how to deal with what is happening right now. So far, it's been a blur and because I'm so confused I seem to be going in slow motion. My brain isn't functioning like it's supposed to be, not at all.
Finally, Ginny stopped flailing in her bed. I squeezed Ron's hand in faith, hoping with him that she had come to and not made her final movement. There was another twitch of her hand and a slight movement towards her hair. We saw her lick her lips and part them. I gasped as she grabbed her hair with her eyes still closed and had her fists balled up with her Weasley red hair. I bit my lips and continued to watch her.
What happened next was obscure. Ginny had parted her lips to scream the most ominous of screams. She had began thrashing and screaming again, and pulling her hair. As she thrashed she became covered with sweat.
Suddenly, she calmed down again, and was breathing hard. It was like she was awakening. And then…and then… there was a swift, sudden movement and she sitting up breathing normally. Her eyes: big, brown, and seemed to be rolling to the back of head. Her red hair: sweaty, and around her pale face. She tried to crawl to us, reaching for us with her clammy hands, saying, "I'm alive. I'm still alive! Come here. I have to tell you something. I need you to tell him something. Please. Ron… Hermione. Come here…"
Ron's P.O.V.
Hermione seemed terrified and backed away from the scary looking Ginny. I wouldn't blame her. She was scary. I gulped and took Hermione's hand. Ginny was close to getting a hold of Hermione… I heard a scream. It was Hermione's. Ginny had grabbed her arm and she was trying to pull her closer. I look Hermione's other arm and pulled her towards me to get her back. It worked.
There was a wind and there were healers. With a swift movement they pushed us out the room saying that they heard the screams and had to get back up before they came. I saw behind one of the healer's back that they were pushing my sister her back with voice, trying to control. She screamed my name and I screamed hers back. She tried to reach for me but one of the male healers knocked her out with a spell. I screamed her name again.
The main healer over her came into the room running and ordering orders. She looked us with a small smile on her face, letting us know everything's going to be alright. I nodded, knowing I should be grateful. I looked over Hermione who was sobbing in her hands. I pulled her towards me and let her cry on my chest. She looked up at me and said, "Ronald, your heart is beating so fast. Are you ok?" I nodded for my response and smiled.
I heard a scurrying of feet and saw my family coming towards us with coffees and such in their hands. They seemed to be confused. I said in a hoarse voice, "Everything's going to be okay. Everything's alright. She's alive."
(Awww that was a spazzy chapter, was it not? I hope you enjoyed it. ) Please read and review! 1,000 reads!
