The Hospital Wing

Harry awoke in the hospital wing, it was night, and it took him a second to realise where he was.

His whole body was aching; his leg had been healed, but a scar remained. His hip had a white patch of bandage taped on it, but underneath it Harry was sure it was bruised. He examined his arm where the deep cut had been, it had left a faint scar but apart from that was mended. He checked his watch it was five in the morning, he rubbed his temple and stood up slowly.

Harry slipped on his shoes and felt his inside pocket, his wand was still there. His blood-stained clothes were to the right of his bed, he had been changed into clean clothes; he didn't want to know how. His legs throbbed under his weight as he walked out of the hospital wing.

The walk up to the Gryffindor Tower was difficult; he often had to stop and rest when the aching became unbearable. When he came to the Fat Lady, she awoke with a start,

"Password?" She muttered annoyed,

"Amortentia," he said, she nodded, yawned and let him in. He entered the Common Room, the fire was down to glowing coal; a hand hung over the side of the couch. Harry walked over to it, Ginny laid, eyes closed and head drooped to the side asleep. He smiled and kissed her cheek before falling asleep on the couch next to her.

"Harry!" Screamed Ginny running over to him, "how the hell did you get her?" She said, Harry opened his eyes,

"What?"

"How did you get here?" She repeated, smiling,

"Last night I woke up in the hospital wing… so I came up here,"

"You git! You are meant to stay down there! You are healing! Not that I'm not happy you're awake…" she said, Harry frowned,

"How long was I asleep?"

"A week," she said,

"WHAT?" He said, "Why so long?" Ginny shrugged,

"It's the complicated mind of you," she said, "and so I was left with those two love birds who took every opportunity to snog each other. I wouldn't have minded as much if I had someone to," she said with a small smile. "So how are you feeling?"

"Sore," he said frowning,

"Well… obviously," she said, "that was a huge fall you had; it is amazing you didn't die. We destroyed the Horcrux the next day, it was horrible," she said shuddering, "It was just like last time, but ten times worse. The whole place went dark and cold, and again we had the life sucked out of us, but… it was like… it wasn't going to stop, and we all ended up fainting and waking up the next day," she said frowning at the floor.

"Are you ok?"

"Well we are now; we just woke up confused; the Horcrux is destroyed though," she said nodding. "I'd go tell the love birds that you are awake, but I'm too afraid that I'll catch them in the act again,"

"Again?" Asked Harry, Ginny nodded with a 'don't ask,' look on her face. Harry lowered an eyebrow,

"Well I can't really confront Ron about it, when I am sleeping with his sister."

"Good point," nodded Ginny, "he would go psychotic. And anyway, I think you should go back to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey would be having a fit." Harry agreed and walked down the stairs, he was in less pain that he was during the night, and managed to do it all without stopping once with the help of Ginny.

They entered the Hospital Wing; Madam Pomfrey was standing in the middle of the room staring at Harry's empty bed with a vacant expression on her face. She turned and faced them,

"Where the hell did you go?" She said at Harry,

"I woke up in here and I went up to the Gryffindor Tower," he muttered timidly,

"Are you insane? Have you lost a part of your brain in that fall? You are meant to stay in here! You are not fully healed yet," she said walking over to him, grabbing his arm and putting him on the bed.

Muttering to herself, she lifted up his shirt and took the patch off his hip slowly, Ginny took the seat next to Harry and watched. She put the patch on the side table, and examined the colourful bruise and the deep cut in the centre.

She ran her wand over the wound, and the cut healed, but the bruise remained,

"I have been trying to do that all week and it didn't do anything," she said with a relieved sigh, "the bruise will remain for a few more days, but then it will disappear after the potion I used on it yesterday. The scar on your arm," she said examining his arm, "will disappear in time; but the one on your leg was the worst cut, and you will always have a faint scar." She said nodding, "you are going to be fine. But I suggest you don't go mountain climbing up any more cliffs," she said, Harry eyed Ginny. She was biting her lip trying not to laugh. Madam Pomfrey got up and started to walk away,

"You can leave tomorrow," she said turning around, and then going to her office.

"Mountain climbing?" He said with a laugh,

"Well we had to make something up didn't we? We couldn't just say 'you fell off the face in the Chamber of Secrets when being chased by a gang of snakes,' now could we!"

"I guess. When does school start back?"

"Around a week," Ginny said with a sigh, "but… if you aren't staying, I'm not," she said,

"Are you… sure? How about your future? You can't just miss a year!"

"Harry, I might not have a future, it's more important to fight for the life of everyone else, than the education of mine." Harry nodded slowly, she was right, the question was, 'is he going back to school?' He knew he had to keep searching for the Horcruxes, but perhaps a term or so wouldn't hurt… Ginny leant over and kissed him, wrapping her hands around his head.

"Gee I missed doing that," she said with a smile, "I am going to tell Ron and Hermione you are awake… but I'll knock first," she said walking out of the hospital wing. When she left, he noticed how lonely it was without her.

"HARRY!" Screamed Hermione running into the hospital wing, a big smile plastered on her face, Ron not far behind her.

"You are awake!" Said Ron,

"Yeah I noticed," said Harry with a laugh,

"When do you get out?"

"Tomorrow,"

"Oh good!" Said Hermione still smiling, "Ginny was in absolute hysterics when you were asleep,"

"She was?"

"Yeah, she slept on the couch every night," Said Ron nodding, "and spent almost all her day by your bed." That news just made Harry love Ginny more, which he thought impossible. Ginny walked into the hospital wing, smiling, and sat next to Harry again. Hermione beamed,

"Well Ron and I are going to go to breakfast," said Hermione, nudging Ron,

"Yeah I'm starving," he said truthfully, "See you in a bit Harry," Harry then noticed how hungry he was.

"I'll bring you in some food ok?" she said giving him a kiss on the lips before leaving. Ginny was gone for a total of a minute before she came back, a plate of toast piled high. She passed it to him,

"Thanks," he said with a smile, Ginny smiled back and left again. Harry ate hungrily, and soon the plate of toast was empty. He placed it on the table, he felt so useless, like he was incapable of anything. What would happen if Voldemort just ran in this Hospital Wing right now? Probably kill Harry, and he'd have no way to fight or run.

He sighed, leaning back on the pillow and staring at the ceiling. He wished he could talk to Sirius… or Dumbledore, but he would never do that again. Voldemort didn't kill them, his death eaters did. So even with the spell they found, they could never bring them back. He sighed, trying not to think about it, but when you are alone, you can't stop the thoughts from seeping in.

Short Chapter I know, plz Read and Review or your computer will eat you.

A doona? You seriously don't know what it is? Fair enough… well maybe it's an Australian term and I just haven't picked up that it is, I dunno. Ok, it's a sheet like… stuffed with wool or down (duck feathers.) So it is like a heavy blanket basically, I am pretty sure that in the movies he has one… but I don't know.

And I always thought Hedwig was a boy, I don't know why, that's probably why I said "he," my bad.

I have already written the ending to this story because it was going through my head and I had to write it down. And I love the ending, I can't wait to post it seriously. But I don't want to rush this story too much. So I won't. You will just have to wait!