Harry sighed and jumped into the story. He told her about his trip to Grimmauld Place, how he hid in a corner after her mother had taken his note. He told her about the first fire call and how everybody left for Diagon Alley, then how a second fire call came in asking for reinforcements in Hogsmeade. He told her that he headed to Hogsmeade because nobody but her mum had been left at Headquarters at that point.
He gave her a brief synopsis of his time in the town. He downed several Death Eaters who were off doing their own thing, causing random acts of destruction. Then he told her how he confronted the group of Death Eaters surrounding the three Order members. She gasped when he told her that a group of ten plus Death Eaters attacked him, and she grasped his hand tightly. He told her that he managed to down them one by one but that he took cutting curses to his left arm and the back of his right leg. He let her know that he was able to close both wounds but that they were still a little tender, which is why he winced in pain when she greeted him so enthusiastically.
"I'm so sorry, Harry," she immediately apologized. "If I had known you were hurt…"
"Shh Ginny," Harry silenced her, shaking his head. "You couldn't have known. It's alright. I'm just not quite as gifted a healer as Madame Pomfrey, so it will probably be a day or two before I'm completely back to normal."
"Are you sure you don't need to go to the Hospital Wing?" she questioned. "What if they leave scars?"
"Then I'll have two more scars to add to my collection," Harry attempted to joke. She did not look amused. "Look, Ginny. I can't go to the Hospital Wing. What would I tell her? Besides, McGonagall and Shacklebolt saw the injuries that I had. It wouldn't take them long to put two and two together and realize it was me out there. I can't afford to let that happen."
She sighed, but relented. "Fine. But if they still bother you in a couple days, you're going to let Madame Pomfrey look at them even if I have to stun you and drag you to the Hospital Wing myself."
"Deal," he readily agreed.
She was still tense but had relaxed slightly at his agreement. "So what happened next?" she inquired.
"McGonagall and Kingsley must have been able to stun the Death Eaters that were still trying to hole them down, because they came and downed one of the two Death Eaters still attacking me," Harry explained. "The last one must have realized that he was the only one left, because he activated a portkey, which took all of the Death Eaters away."
"Oh no," Ginny cried, though she didn't let her voice carry lest she wake up half their house.
"I know," Harry sympathized, "but at least I was able to vanish the portkeys of the Death Eaters I had stunned earlier. They should at least be in Ministry custody now, so it's not a total loss."
"That's true," she consented. She ran a tired hand through her long mane or red hair and let out a sigh. "I still can't believe you fought off over 20 Death Eaters tonight. What the hell were you thinking when you started attacking that big group? You could easily have been killed." Her words were scolding, but he could see in her eyes that she wasn't so much mad at him as she was worried.
"I couldn't let them just keep attacking McGonagall and Kingsley. By that time Moody was already down. It was only a matter of time before the other two fell as well. I couldn't just let them do that," Harry practically pleaded with her to understand him. "I did everything I could to take out as many as possible without letting the others find out. But that whole group was concentrating on the two of them. There was nothing I could do except just to attack them."
Her eyes were beginning to become glassy, and he was starting to fear that she would cry. He didn't have the best track record when it came to dealing with crying girls. "I just don't want to lose you," she said, sniffling. "We just started to really become friends, but I can't imagine what it would be like without you here. I just wish you would be more careful." She swiped a hand across her eyes to brush her tears away which had been pooling up in the corner of her eyes, threatening to fall. She then very carefully but determinedly scooted toward him on the couch and wrapped her arms around him, careful not to come into contact with his left arm.
He returned the gesture, wrapping his arms around her and whispered into her ear. "Shh. It's alright. I'm alright. I'm not going anywhere. We've still got a date to go on. I wouldn't want to break that commitment, would I?" He continued to whisper to her as she clutched him tightly. He awkwardly rubbed a hand up and down her back in an attempt to comfort her. As he held her there, with her head tucked under his chin, a flowery smell invading his senses from her hair, his exhaustion finally caught up to him, and he began to doze off.
Ginny Weasley was having a wonderful dream. It wasn't terribly exciting or anything; she wasn't even really doing anything at all. She was just laying back and spending time with… with… well with someone she cared for very deeply. She was being held in his arms, as they laid together outdoors on a grassy knoll, staring up at the sky. It was a very peaceful day. It was warm out, but not uncomfortably so. There was a slight breeze as well, which kept the two of them quite comfortable wrapped in their embrace.
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