The Burrow Fight
Summary: Harry Potter is in a coma! While staying at the Burrow he is the innocent bystander of a horrible accident. Will Harry wake up? And who's gonna fight the army of Death Eaters that decided to show up?
Warnings: Violence, Stupidity between family members
Pairings: Various mentioned
Disclaimer: I own nothing! I'm just playing with them for a while
Careless Struggle
The Burrow was silent. There were no sounds of activity around. Even the garden knomes were quiet. For at that very moment a figure lay still in the topmost bedroom. Surrounding this figure were medical machines of the wizarding world as they monitored the life of one Harry Potter. Mr. Potter was in a coma you see. After three months he had yet to wake up or give signs of life other than what the magical heart monitor could show. It was heartbreaking to see and even more so to think about. And all because of a stupid family fight.
[Flashback]
Harry Potter woke to the sounds of shouting. He had come to the Burrow for the Summer Holidays and had only been there for a few hours. After being fed three helpings of lunch he was ushered upstairs to take a nap. Now the sounds of anger made their way up the several flights of stairs. Getting up, Harry made his way downstairs.
Today was Harry's birthday and he had wanted to take a nap before the party at the Burrow. Having been up all night with his dads had tired him out. They had celebrated early cause his dads wouldn't be at the party due to an upcoming mission. But the animagus and werewolf had decided to spoil him beforehand. Shouts brought Harry out of his musings.
Angry voices screamed at each other. Walking into the kitchen Harry cold see the family gathered in the yard. An unexpected guest had arrived and none but Molly Weasley was happy. Percy Weasley had showed up. Making his way outside Harry could hear what was said more clearly. It seemed that even though the ministry had proof now that Voldemort was indeed alive, Percy could not admit that he had been wrong. While his mother was glad that he was home his brothers were not. Standing beside him was Cornelius Fudge. It seemed that the minister was here to cause drama for Mr. Weasley, again, at least that what it looked like to Harry.
"It has come to my attention that we are overstaffed in your department and need to make some cutbacks. Your name was chosen at random Mr. Weasley." said the minister.
"Why are you really doing this Fudge?" replied Arthur.
"I don't know what you're referring to Arthur" denied Fudge.
"We all know how you feel about father minister. We're not blind." said the twins together. They stood there glaring at Percy who held a rather smug look on his face. Secretly he was embarrassed by his father so it was rather good to think of him not having to work with him anymore. Unfortunately for him his brothers knew this and they planned to make him pay for it.
"As I said before, the names were chosen at random" Fudge repeated. "If you want to dispute it take it up with your head of department. I do not make the final decisions I deliver the verdict."
"You can believe I'll dispute it! It makes no sense what they're doing to us. And I don't see you standing up for us either Cornelius." said Arthur. He couldn't believe what the ministry was doing. Do to the damages caused by Death Eater raids; the ministry is paying a lot of money for the reconstructions. Considering how much money the ministry controls there was no need to lay off any worker. 'What are they trying pull' thought Arthur.
They all stood there and argued for what seemed like hours to Harry. They didn't even notice him standing there. Realizing this made Harry smirk until out the corner of his eye, he saw someone pull out their wand and fire a hex. Next thing he knew the whole family was fighting against the minister and the few Aurors the he had brought with him. Harry turned to leave and get his own wand, having left it up stairs when the noises woke him up, and got hit in the back with a random spell.
[End Flashback]
It has been nearly four months now and Harry's parents and the Weasley family were grieving. They were told that Harry showed signs of giving up soon. His body was healed from the hexes that hit him but he refused to wake up. Soon after Harry was hit the first time, three more hexes hit him. It was at this point that Fred and George noticed Harry lying on the ground. All attacks ceased at the shout the twins gave and they all rushed to his side. After summoning the headmaster and Madam Pomphrey they carried him inside. They placed him in Ron's room and Ron moved in with the twins.
Day after day they sat at his bedside hoping he would wake. Molly had despaired when she realized that they had to tell Sirius and Remus about their son being wounded. But there was no recourse from it. They had hurt the boy they'd promised to protect and now they'd be lucky to see Harry awake again let alone visit. After the Minister realized he'd hurt the Wizarding Savior he and his Aurors had tried to retreat but the twins had stunned them before they could get away.
Sirius and Remus had been notified and the results were terrifying. Everyone was reminded of why you don't piss of a werewolf. Remus' eyes stayed completely gold, his anger and sorrow evident. He didn't even try to stop Sirius when he tried to attack everyone in his Grim form. They'd hurt his cup and they should pay for it. But soon after he saw no point, his Harry, his child still would not wake. His heart continued to ache at the thought of his cub never waking up.
A/N: I hope you guys like this version better than the last. Since I didn't get much feedback on it I decided to take it down and do it over. All my other chapter stories will be redone too. I hope you like them!
Cno: Yea she has issues. Give her something to write about.
JBlaze: Please review and feed the muse.