NEW GIRL

A Harry Potter FanFiction

Chapter Twenty-Four

I could hear the murmurings of people around me. My head pounded and my mouth felt like I had smoked a hundred cigarettes. The voices became clearer. They were people I knew, speaking in kind tones, but I didn't dare open my eyes, I could almost see the sunlight through my eyelids. Too bright. I let the feeling wash over me.

I awoke screaming. My breath short. Sweat dripping off my forehead. It was dark. A warm hand was holding mine.

"Sleep." The voice told me. I did.

My eyes flickered. Finally ready to be opened. My head wasn't hurting so much and the thought of light didn't make me want to vomit. I attempted to open them one at a time. I surveyed the room. The Hospital Wing looked the same as the last time I had been here. I turned my head gently to the right where my vision was filled with flowers, chocolates, cards, and a variety of oddments. I smiled slightly. I looked to the left to see Madam Pomfrey bustling towards me.

"Finally decided to open those eyes then." She said in her usual no nonsense tone. I nodded at her. She checked me over.

"You seem ok. I shall let the headmaster know. He wishes to speak with you."

I nodded again. Professor Dumbledore wanted to speak to me? What ever for?

"Yes, you gave us all quite a scare." Madam Pomfrey continued, as she scribbled down something on a piece of parchment and handed it to an awaiting Owl.

"I did?" I asked, my voice quite gravely.

"Oh yes, what with the whole You-Know-Who thing."

"You-Know-Who thing?" I questioned.

"Do you not remember dear?"

I stared blankly at Madam Pomfrey. All of a sudden, it hit me. Oh my God. I had almost been killed by You-Know-Who! A feeling of unease came over me.

"I think I'm going to be sick." I muttered. Madam Pomfrey came running over with a basin, just in time to catch it.

"Well, I think you've over excited yourself. Time for rest."

She closed the curtains and I shut my eyes, memories swirling around my mind.

I awoke again, screaming. My whole body shaking, covered in sweat. My dreams had been filled with green light and evil voices. I fell back into the pillows, exhaustion taking over.

I woke to find Professor Dumbledore standing at the edge of the bed.

"Good Afternoon Ms. Tongkummark." He said in a tone, which was fatherly and loving, yet authoritative.

"Good Afternoon Professor." I said with a slight smile.

"How are you feeling?"

I stopped to think about the question. I almost felt normal.

"A lot better, thank you."

"I am glad. Madam Pomfrey says you should be free to go in a couple of days, which is lucky as it is almost the end of the term."

My face dropped.

"End of term? I've been out for a month?"

"Well, your body has been dealing with some traumatic things. It's not really a surprise."

I sat there in shock. A whole month of my life gone.

"What happened then?" I asked.

"Ahhhh. I was waiting for this. I suppose you remember Mr Nott's body being taken over by Voldemort?"

I nodded, how could I forget?

"Well, it was the funniest thing. I was walking down the fourth floor corridor, looking for that nice bathroom, when I ran into Ms Granger, who was running around like a headless chicken. She said she had been searching for me everywhere. It appeared that Mr Malfoy had received a letter of extreme importance from his father, while in your dormitory with Ms Sangster. It informed him that Voldemort was going to rise again. Putting two and two together, he went to Mr Potter and Mr Weasley asking them for their help urgently. All four of them went racing to Mr Nott's dormitory and that was all the information Ms Granger had. Naturally, I went straight to Mr Nott's dormitory, where I found Mr Malfoy and Ms Sangster knocked unconscious, Mr Potter bound and gagged and Mr Weasley about to be put under the Cruciatus Curse. I was set to task, attacking Voldemort. After much struggle, eventually Voldemort was forced to leave Mr Nott's body, closing the connection. Unfortunately during the fight, you were knocked about quite a bit, breaking a leg, many ribs and sustaining major head injuries."

I could feel the tears streaming down my face.

"And where is everyone now?" I asked in a broken tone.

"Ms Sangster and Messieurs Potter, Weasley and Malfoy made a full recovery."

"And, and Theo?"

"Mr Nott did not far so well. He was sent home to be cared for. I am sure he shall recover though."

The tears began to come down in a constant stream.

"Do not fret Ms Tongkummark, he is a strong boy. He shall be fine."

"But, he comes from such an awful family. What if his father tries something like that again?"

"Mr Nott is not living with his father anymore. The Malfoy's kindly took him in."

"Oh." I said with a sniffle. "Professor, thank you."

"Think nothing of it. Now, rest, or else Madam Pomfrey shall be angry."

I nodded and closed my eyes, sleep washing over me.