Sparks Fly || A George Weasley Story

Year 4: Coming To An End

(I know that this might feel a little rushed, but I'm trying to get COS over with because it's honestly one of my least favorites of the movies, and I couldn't really even get through the book because I just thought it was a little boring, and it was never meant to have this many chapters, like I think it's officially double what I wrote for SS, so, we need to get a move on. Also, since this is the summer that the Weasleys go to Egypt, you will have to hear a bit about Juniper on her own, but I promise that it will be more interesting than her Christmas break that you all seemed to sort of hate because it was boring, anyways.. let's get into the story.)

Juni's POV:

I woke up, my mouth a desert wasteland and overcome with the terrible taste of whatever was in the cup that Madame Pomfrey was holding as she stood next to my bed, staring down at me. Only, I hadn't been in bed. The last thing I remembered was being in the hallway and... 

How long had I been out?

I looked around the room, my eyes landing on four other people who seemed to be trying to get their bearings as well. Hermione was busy chugging a glass of what I assumed was water and Justin was across the room with his head in his hands. I had no idea how long I'd been in here, but I couldn't imagine when someone finally told Colin or Justin what day it was. They'd been in here months before I ended up here, so they've missed out on quite a bit. 

"How are you feeling?" Madame Pomfrey asked, resting a hand on my shoulder as she sat the cup on the table beside my bed. 

"Like I have a lot to catch up on," I nodded, "What is today? Like the date?"

"All you need to know is that you need to go and check on those ginger friends of yours," She shook her head, "They got some dreadful news last night." 

"What happened?" I asked, rushing up into a sitting position. 

"It's all been settled for now, but Ginny Weasley had been taken down into the Chamber of Secrets," She shook her head, "Thankfully, we had two pint-sized saviors rush down there after her. Unfortunately, in the process, we lost a teacher." 

"I'm not surprised that Ron and Harry went after Ginny, but who died?" 

"Nobody died," She laughed, "Lockhart got hit by a backfiring memory charm and has been sent to St. Mungo's. He has no memory of who he is, and after Harry told us everything that he'd done thus far, we weren't sure what Dumbledore was thinking when he hired him." 

"What had he done?" 

"I can't tell you that," She shook her head, "But your friends might be able to tell you a little more than I can." 

Madam Pomfrey looked me over to make sure that I had no outward injuries and that I wasn't having an allergic reaction to anything in the potion and sent me on my merry way. I knew that if Harry was involved that the threat was gone, but as I walked down the hallway, I couldn't fight off the urge to look over my shoulder every few steps or seize up when I came to a corner that I couldn't already see around. 

Fortunately, I wasn't alone very long as I followed the sound of chatter to the great hall where all the students were happily chatting with one another. I stepped into the doorway, feeling as though I'd just stepped out of the great hall moments ago, but knowing that I hadn't done so much as lay a foot within this doorframe in at least a month if I had to make a guess based on how far along the mandrakes had been when I helped clean up the greenhouses on Valentine's Day. 

I was drawn out of my confusion about where I had or hadn't been when someone small threw their arms around me. 

Out of reflex, I hugged them back before even looking down at who it could be. I'd expected a mess of black or red hair but was instead met with waves of luscious golden blonde hair cascading over the red and black of a Gryffindor robe. Leilani?