When Robin woke up she didn't recognize the room she was in. "Where am I? What happened?" she asked the stranger standing over her bed.
"Welcome back, Mrs. Weasley. I'm Healer Preston. You're in St Mungos Hospital. We transferred you here. Some of your stitches came loose and you were bleeding internally. We got you all healed up and you're going to be fine."
With every second that passed, Robin felt better and better. "How can I ever thank you?" she asked.
"Don't thank me, thank Draco Malfoy. Apparently his son is in class with your daughter and my granddaughter. His son insisted I take a look at you. It was just lucky timing that I was there during your complications."
"Your granddaughter?" Robin asked. "May I see a picture of her?" Robin felt well enough to sit up in the bed and took the picture Healer Preston offered. She then asked the nurse, that had just walked in, to fetch her daughter Abigail.
"Do you know this girl?" she asked me.
I looked at the picture. "She's a Ravenclaw. Kind of quiet. Sits alone alot."
"Stop terrorizing her!" Robin stated, unconditionally.
"I don't..." I started to say.
"Uh!" Mum said, and held up a finger before I could deny it. "This is her grandfather. He, no doubt, saved my life. Stop terrorizing his granddaughter."
"Yes ma'am." I answered and started to leave the room while while mum returned the picture to Healer Preston.
"Hey, get back here and give me a hug."
She gathered me into her arms. "I love you." she said and she kissed me multiple times on the cheek. "You and Rox need to keep one thing in mind....today's classmates are tomorrows customers. You need to stop intimidating them and start AMAZING them."
"Okay, mum." I said with all kinds of ideas spinning around in my head. First, Rox and I were going to go have a chat with Calista Preston. Even dad and Uncle Fred had Lee Jordan. Calista could be our Lee. Second, I was going to tell Scooby, that's what we all call Scorpius Malfoy, that he's my boyfriend now. And if any of the other kids in school have anything to say about that, they'll have to answer to me.
That evening George took the kids to Harry and Ginny's house to spend the night. Lizzy volunteered to stay at the hospital with her mum.
"Come lay down with me." Robin requested of her oldest daughter.
Lizzy laid down next to her mum and immediately started to cry. "I'm so sorry, mum."
"For what?" Robin asked.
"It's all my fault you're in the hospital. If we hadn't been fighting, if I hadn't wanted to stop at one more shop..." she cried.
"Hey, hey, come here." Robin said and wrapped her arms around Lizzy. "This was not your fault. None of it. We may have been fighting, but we'd made up already, right?" Lizzy shook her head and wiped away a tear. "And, as for the shop, if you'll recall, I bought a pair of shoes at that shop. The accidents was just that, an accident. Never, ever think, for one moment, that it was your fault."
Robin and Lizzy laid there in a comfortable silence. Robin brushed the hair out of Lizzy's face and ran it behind her ear. "You're so beautiful." she told her daughter.
"No, I'm not." Lizzy said, blushing. She'd never felt pretty and always felt awkward when next to her cousin Victorie, who was half Veela, and the most beautiful girl in the world as far as Lizzy was concerned.
