HINNY, FOREVER (BOOK 3 OF HINNY THROUGH THE YEARS)

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Hermione

After they left the pitch, we sat back down, waiting for the crowd to thin so we could head for the stairs.

"Do you think she's alright?" I asked Ron.

"She seemed to be walking fine. I hope her arm's fine. She's going to the final." He sighed. I nodded and then we headed for the stairs.

When we reached the bottom, we thought to check the infirmary. We were right to do so. Ginny laid tired on a bed in the corner. Her arm was in a sling and she was talking to her team, gathered around her.

"Hey guys!" She beamed as we reached her, "You came." She chuckled.

"Well played, sis." Ron nodded.

"That was brilliant Ginny, though you gave us quite the turn." I shook my head. She laughed.

"Aw, is that Albus?" One of the players I recognized to be Wilda, spoke. I nodded.

"May I?" Wilda looked at Ginny. Ginny blinked with a nod and I handed Albus to her, "Merlin, Ginny... he is all his father." Ginny's smile faltered a bit before she nodded.

"How's your arm, Ginny?" Ed asked.

"Its fine. I'll be ready for the next game. Not to worry." She turned her eye specifically to Gwenog, who sighed with a dropped head.

"Well, the final's in a week." She stood.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"No. Day after tomorrow. You rest for tomorrow."

"But Gwen-"

"No arguments." Gwenog raised a finger and Ginny chuckled, nodding. As the team waved us goodbye, we sat around Ginny.

"Ginny!" We heard and Nigel was running for us. He paused and first kissed Nancy hard before gazing at her lovingly. His curly locks fell to his forehead now, though short from the back. He'd grown taller than Ron and his slender figure made him look weak sometimes. He turned to Ginny.

"Hey, Nigel. Well played today." Ginny smiled as James crawled up beside her and Teddy sat by her hips on the bed.

"Yeah. You too. Are you alright though? I was so worried." He ran fingers through his hair.

"Im brilliant. Don't worry." She seemed tired.

"Can we take you home?" I looked around. A nurse came and checked Ginny's board on Nigel's call.

"A few hours of rest should do her well. She can go." The nurse nodded and we thanked her. Ginny was in her jeans and loser jumper now. Eddie helped her walk, since she had weak legs and she requested to go to the Grimauld Place.

"Why don't you lot come too? We'll celebrate there." She looked around.

"We're in." Ron nodded.

"Us too." Neville, Luna, Eddie, Nancy, Nigel and Jenna agreed too. Soon we took a Portkey to outside the street from the Griamuld Place and entered the warm home.

I hadnt seen it before on Ginny, but there was a abrasion of scars running on her temple with a bruise forming around.

"Did you hit your head as well?" I asked, sitting beside her.

"What, I just asked who wants tea?" She shrugged. I laughed.

"No, I mean the bruise on your temple."