A/N: Soooo update, well, here is what everyone's been waiting for. Miss Bell, meet your readers! This is probably the last update that I'll be able to post before the new year, due to traveling and such. So happy all holidays and enjoy. Reviews are also appreciated. And as I'm checking the date... Happy Solstice!

Disclaimer: If I owned anything useful, I'd still love my new car!

Awake

Katie Bell was awake. She woke up early in the morning, feeling like she'd slept for a year. She tried to sit up and found that a little too difficult. She looked around and saw a healer setting up some cards on the table.

"Miss?" She hated how weak she sounded.

"You're awake! Good gracious child."

"Why wouldn't I be awake? Have I been asleep long? And can I have something to drink please?"

The assistant healer, yes the eavesdropping one, conjured a cup of water and handed to Katie. Katie was unprepared for its weight and it clattered to the floor.

"Oh don't bother, I'll try again." This time she conjured a paper cup, half full. "After what you've been through, break as many cups as you like."

"What happened to me?" Her hands were shaking as she brought the water back to her chest.

"As far as any one could tell you were put under the Imperious Curse and accidentally touched a cursed necklace. But you barely touched it, and they brought you here and you've been in a coma ever since."

"How long?" She took another nervous sip of water.

"Your coma lasted, let me see, at least a couple of months, I'll have to check the charts."

"Oh my God! What about my family?"

"I've let the healer on duty know that you're awake and he'll be contacting them soon. They've been to visit you know. Along with two very kind girls who love you very much. And those girls come with two identical men who love you too and turned this room, into a fiesta."

Katie looked around and noticed charmed lanterns, colorful cards, and Origami that stated: Don't eat your knickers! "Fred and George, always entertaining."

"You're a popular lady. Several Hogwarts professors have been to visit. And one day an entire professional Quidditch team showed up."

"You're making that one up." Katie was glad the healer was carrying the conversation, she couldn't think yet.

"No, I was on night duty that day but the on-duty staff swear to Merlin that the whole Puddlemere United team came to visit you." Katie just looked at her with a confused look. Why would they come? Puddlemere sounds familiar.

Reading her mind the healer continued "Well I can't definitely say for sure why they came, but one of them, he comes almost every day. He just stays and holds your hand, and brings fresh flowers when the others look bad."

Katie's head snapped to the nightstand, where there was a huge vase of Stargazer lilies.

"He brought those this week."

"Who?" Katie asked.

But her answer was delayed as three healers and several more assistant healers came into the room and began to do all sorts of tests and ask a myriad of questions. What seemed like a lifetime later, they all left. Katie had her instructions, don't lift anything heavier than a cup, don't reach, don't try to move your legs, don't try any magic; basically, don't do anything. She just snuggled into her covers and wished someone would come and talk to her. Her parents are muggle so someone has to bring them, and that takes forever.

The kind assistant healer from earlier walked in after a bit and offered her a washcloth and a basin.

"Why don't you wash your face before the visitors arrive? We charm you clean but I think it always feels better to use some water."

"Thanks, do you know when they'll be here?"

"Soon; but if you like, I'll keep you company."

"Kay." Katie looked over at her lilies. "Who brought me the lilies?"

"One of the most devoted young men I've ever seen. He's handsome too. One night he had a conversation with you. He talked and talked and talked. It's a nice voice to listen to; you're a lucky girl to have a man like that love you."

Katie just laughed. "I don't have a boyfriend, much less one who's thoughtful enough to bring me flowers." Her boyfriends have always been jerks in the end. She was desperately racking her brain for a devoted man with a nice voice.

"No one said he was your boyfriend miss. I just said he was in love with you; the kind of love where he'd be miserable as long as you were safe and happy." The healer then looked at her trying desperately to put the puzzle together. This woman could not resist meddling in the love affairs of the young.

"You were eavesdropping!" Katie accused.

"Of course I was, no one knew if you were listening" the healer replied as if listening in was the only reasonable course of action.

"What's his name?"

"Now that's cheating. You should know him, and from what he said, you probably love him. At least he wants you to."

"I don't… MAMA!"

Amelia Bell rushed to her daughter and clasped her in a loving embrace. She was followed by Alicia, who instantly began to chatter.

"Katie, I'm so happy. You're gonna be alright. You're dad's talking to the healer and I owled George to get over here and tell Fred to get Angelina. I've missed you."

Another half hour found the room full of life. After embraces and catching up on life, everyone took turns at reading Katie her get well cards. As her mother finished reading a sweet card from Ginny, well the whole Gryffindor Quidditch team signed it but it was definitely from Ginny, Katie was suddenly struck with a panic. She began to frantically flip through the notes. Something was missing; no that's not it, a someone was missing. Leanne, Lee, McGonagall, Haley, Professor Dumbledore, Justin, Harry, Ron…

Katie was desperately trying to make her mind work. She was trying to figure out who was missing. Connect the dots: Cards, Quidditch, Gryffindor, "OLIVER!"

"Sweetie what about him?" her mother asked soothingly.

"He, he always sends me notes." Tears began to leak from her eyes. "I'm the bloody hospital for weeks and not one note." She was crying so hard, quickly approaching hysteria, she didn't notice Fred leave. "The prat probably doesn't even know I'm hurt!"

"Honey, those flowers are from him. He makes sure the ones next to your bed are always fresh." Katie could tell Angelina was trying to make it better not worse. She was using the calm the three-year-old out of a tantrum voice.

"He brought me lilies?" Katie choked.

"Yes Katie, the ones just over there. He visits too; you'll probably see him soon."

"The healer said something about the lilies…" Katie's mind had hit overdrive, they were from someone important. Someone with a nice voice who visits. Her mind wasn't working right, it was like trying to think through a haze; the wheels are spinning and spinning.

"Oliver?" Katie asked in a small voice, feeling suddenly tired.

"Oliver was here for you while you were in the coma." Angelina crawled in the bed on one side and Alicia crawled into the other. The presence calmed Katie down.

Alicia wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "He'll come see you now you're awake too."

Fred wandered in with a couple of toys. "Watch this ittle-Katie" Fred called as he tossed a tiny broomstick to his brother.

"The infamous Weasley twins"

"Proprietors of Weasley Wizarding Wheezes"

"Will now perform a broomstick joust"

"For the captive audience!"

The tiny broomsticks began zooming around and trying to knock each other out of the air. Everyone laughed at the antics. Katie began to feel almost normal, snuggled between two friends who might as well be her sisters, buried in a sea of pillows, and watching two grown children have a great time.

She didn't know how long they did that, but Katie was happy. She just watched and laughed, and forgot to think. Eventually Katie noticed a tall figure darkening her doorway in blue robes. She stared at him like she'd never seen him before in her life. It had been years, but that didn't matter. He was perfect, the way Oliver Wood should always look. He looked like he had just stepped off the Quidditch pitch, windblown hair, Quidditch robes and all. The look of amazement on his face was adorable. She wanted to get up, run to him and tackle him, but her legs still didn't work. So Katie did what she could, she held her arms out like a small child and called his name.