"He's alive!" Screamed Ron, who had reached Harry first, and was now bending over him, not caring if he was sobbing freely. His best friend was alive. He survived the killing curse again. "Hermione get over here!" He yelled across the graveyard, breaking the eery silence.

Hermione, who was nearing the end of her training as a Healer, rushed over, leaving Ginny now crying out of relief. "Oh my gosh..." Whispered Hermione as she knelt next to Harry. The grass was covered in blood, rocks from a broken gravestone lay over him, which were now frantically getting moved by the Weasleys. "It looks like he dodged the spell... just." Whispered Hermione pointing to a blackened mark at the broken base of the gravestone. "But obviously the gravestone must of exploded... where is the blood coming from?" Asked Hermione frantically.

She examined Harry's head, and like she thought, there was a gash at the back where a hunk of stone was still wedged in. "He's not out of danger yet... hurry! We need to get him to St. Mungo's!"

The next few hours was a blur to Ginny who had blundered over and collapsed next to Harry, sticking at his side, not taking her eyes of his living, breathing face, it was the happiest sight she ever saw.

Mr Weasley and the others who were injured, except Ron and Hermione who also refused to leave Harry, went straight back to Grimmauld Place to get fixed up and update Mrs Weasley before going to St. Mungo's as it would have been a bit suspicious if nearly the whole order turned up injured, people would start asking questions, and with Lord Secutus still out there, the people couldn't panic.

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The last thing he could remember was a flash of green, an explosion behind him, and then darkness. Now he lay on his back, his eyelids heavy, not wanting to open. He could feel soft sheets, and he knew he didn't have his glasses on. He must be in hospital, the battle must be open.

His eyelids shot open, begging for information, was Ron and Hermione alright? What about the Weasleys? Ginny, dear, beautiful Ginny? He searched for his glasses and finding them on his bedside table shoved them on his face, and sighed a deep sigh of relief.

Ginny was sleeping soundly in a chair next to him, her head resting on her arms on his bed. Ron and Hermione were sleeping next to each other, Hermione's head resting on Ron's shoulder, Ron's head on her head. Harry almost chuckled, amazed at how fast those two would have an argument, make up and have another argument.

But where were the others? Panicking he shook Ginny awake. "Gin, Ginny, where are th..." But he was cut off by a shrill scream of delight.

"Oh Harry you're okay! Harry I..." Ginny laughed, waking Ron and Hermione. But Harry shushed her.

"Ginny is everyone fine?" He asked urgently, he smiled relieved when Ginny just laughed.

"Bill has a broken arm, but that is the most serious... Harry I thought you were dead!" Ginny whispered, unshed tears shimmering in her eyes. As if that was their cue, Hermione and Ron shuffled out of the room, muttering something about finding the others.

There was a moments silence, until Harry sat up, and opened his arm to Ginny. At once Ginny was hugging and crying in to Harry. "Shh Gin, it's alright, I'm alright..." Ginny desperately trying to compose herself, shuffled round so she was lying next to Harry on the bed with his arm around her shoulder.

"Harry I was so scared, I couldn't ima..." Whispered Ginny.

"Gin, it's alr..." Harry began.

"No Harry, let me finish, alright?" Harry nodded curiously as Ginny continued, "I love you Harry with all my heart, and I was so scared when I thought I lost you... forever, and that made me realise I want to love you forever..." She held up her left hand, there, on her ring finger, was a simple golden band with an ornate diamond, with glittering lights inside.

She smiled up at him. "Will you marry me?"