THE LEAVES – CHAPTER TWO
Another hour had passed her by and with every growing minute, he was becoming anxious. He had gotten the patronus three hours ago at 4am from Ron saying about her condition and being the worrier that he is about his girl, he apparated straight over to Shell Cottage and had been by her bed ever since; he had not even said hello to Bill yet.
After Ron had told him what that evil witch had done, he couldn't bear the thought of leaving her side to do anything but pee and hadn't done that yet because he was refusing all the food and drink that poor Fleur was offering. She was trying to be fair to her but Fred did wish that she would stop interrupting his thoughts.
Another interruption began as he reached to clasp her hand. The door creaked open and Fred turned to see the newcomer, Bill.
"Hey," Bill whispered sympathetically as he took the seat next to Fred. Fred smiled back at him, glad to have his brother here. "how're you holding up?" he questioned placing his hand on Fred's shoulder and squeezing softly.
Fred rubbed his eyes before running a hand through his hair and sighing deeply. "I don't know, Bill. What if she doesn't wake up?"
"She will and you know she will. Fleur has put her on some strong medication in order for her to be able to sleep without imagining it again. She will wake soon, you just have to have faith in Fleur's abilities."
"I trust Fleur, I do, honestly, Bill. I just want her to wake up so bad."
Bill smiled, hugged Fred then walked out slowly. Fred clasped her small hand in his once more and squeezed. This time, he felt something squeeze back. A grin broke outon his face.
"The leaves have stopped falling…" he whispered.