Chapter 29.

Alex didn't understand. She was dead but why did it not feel good? She felt nauseated and could feel the bile climbing in her throat.

Her eyes were still clasped shut but she turned quickly on to her side before throwing up on the cold ground. She rolled back on to her back and lay groaning in pain.

Her ears were now listening for any noise and her senses came alert when she heard a pair of footsteps approaching quickly.

She heard a sigh of relief and someone touch her forehead. She tensed up, she didn't want to have to look at Voldemort trying to finish her again.

She squeezed them shut and as the hand was removed from her head she waited for the curse to be spoken again.

But it wasn't. She pushed her self into a sitting position on the ground, the large hands coming back to steady her. She opened her eyes to find everything minus her clothing was a light yellow colour. She turned her head slowly to see who had came to her aid and she was surprised.

His dark navy leather jacket was now clean, his face filled with light once more. His freckled face was sporting a wide grin and Alex was sure he was truly in front of her. She raised a hand and tangled it in his red hair.

"Fred! So I must be dead." She spoke softly and sighing. Fred shook his head and helped Alex up.

They looked each other up and down. Their wounds had gone and their clothes were now clean. There was still the scars from the fight on them but they were no longer bleeding.

"What do you mean?" Alex asked once she remembered he had shaken his head. She cocked her head to the side slightly and stated at him.

He grinned and jumped like a little boy. "We're not dead! I'm not sure what we are in but I can tell you that George knows what he's doing."

Alex raised an eyebrow. "George thinks you're dead." She stated and Fred shook his head excitedly.

"We had this dream a few nights ago and basically it was really weird, it was Dumbledore and he like told us this would happen and how to fix it all."

Alex didn't want to question. She wasn't sure she wanted to know.

She opened her mouth to speak when they started to hear the faint noise of yells. Fred cheered and Alex laughed.

"It's starting. He's doing it!" Fred waved at Alex and she smiled back unsure but suddenly she felt ill again. She lay back down on the ground and closed her eyes.

Then the weirdest thing happened. It was like she was locked into place, her body frozen as her mind travelled through a maze of memories. She made it to her last memory, the one in which Voldemort killed her and then it stopped.

It was black again. She groaned and could hear faint cheering as she rubbed at her eyes.

Her face was suddenly wet. Her eyes swung open and she sat up gasping in fright. Her eyes quickly adjusted and she froze in shock.

She was back. Fred was back. And who stood there with a bucket of water grinning at them?

None other than George. So maybe they did know what they had been doing.

Alex grinned and the three had a group hug. She quickly turned to George.

"Is the battle over?" George laughed and nodded happily.

"Voldemorts dead and his followers in jail or missing." Alex smiled and hugged them again.

"So where's Harry?" Alex asked happily, wanting to be able to see her boyfriend again.

George looked down. "George." Alex said urgently.

George sighed and started to walk as Fred and Alex walked beside him.

"So basically after Harry killed Voldemort, he collapsed and now he's well um-" Alex was growing impatient.

"He's what George?!"

George looked down. "Harry is in a coma."

Alex froze and looked up. Fred was staring at George and she hasn't even noticed there was tears on her face until she felt them hit her lips.

"Where is he?" George barely for to tell her he was in the hospital wing before she was shoving through the crowds of people and making her way to the hospital wing.

She barged right in with George and Fred on her heels and immediately she saw Hermione and Ron. She ran over to the side of the bed shoving them aside before staring at the boy on the bed.

There was a commotion as people stopped to see who it was but everyone quickly hurried out at the request of George and Fred. Hermione and Ron demanded an explaination afterwards and they agreed and everyone filled out.

Alex reached for Harry's hand.

"Harry. I'm here, I'm alive but you're not quite here. You're alive too but not mentally. Please wake up Harry I need you."

As there was no response, Alex wiped a stray tear and got up to leave before the hand she was holding slid to her wrist and gently tugged her back.

"Harry." She breathed.