In your Dreams (G.W.)

"Trust Me"

"Mum, have you had anything to eat?" Y/N asked. Her mother nodded. They sat beside a hospital bed on which her brother lay. She had rushed into the hospital last night, thinking that he was dead. But, George had filled her in the part she didn't hear Tonks say on their way. Her brother was going to be okay. He had been in a car crash,but had nearly escaped death , with only a minor head injury and a dislocated shoulder. If not for Kingsley, he wouldn't be alive. Kingsley and Moody were at the spot, thankfully. He had stopped the electric pole from completely crushing her brother. George had spent the whole night awake beside Y/N. He had left for some hours on being insisted by Y/N , as Fred had sent for him to deal with some urgent paperworks. "Mum, go home. Dad and I are here,please!" Y/N insisted. "Send him home. I am not leaving his side." Her mother sniffed. "But-" Y/N protested, but her father put a palm up. "Let it be. I'll go freshen up." He stood up and left. "Do you want some coffee? I am going to get some." Y/N wandered off into the Hospital corridor. She was walking to the coffee machine when a pantinng George almost ran into him. "Georgie....hey, what happened? Is-is everything okay?" Y/N was concerned. "Oh....oh....no no!! I just remembered  that you would want coffee and honestly, the one they serve here is bollocks. So, here...." He stretched a thermos towards Y/N. She pulled him into a bone crushing hug, "I love you, Georgie." She sobbed. George ran his fingers through her hair, kissed the top of her head ,placing his chin on it.

Y/N's mom had dozed off on her chair. She took her scarf and put it around her and sat down on the bed with her coffee. "Love? What kind of potion is this? And-and why is this -this thing ....inside him." George examined the IV with scrunched nose and winced at the sight of the syringe in the skin, that was pouring the saline solution into the veins. Y/N choked a little on her coffee as she chuckled. "Georgie....it's not a potion....well it kind of is. But, this cannot be taken orally. It has to be inserted directly into the veins. It's more effective that way." "And how did these healers heal his bones and head?" George asked eyeing the bandages and casts intently. "Well, it will take sometime to heal. He will be on meds- these- for some weeks or maybe years , who knows! But, he will heal." Y/N said holding the pills. "Weeks? Years? Merlin's beard, just cast an Episkey or Brackium Emendo , already. I pity the Muggles." George said moving around and observing the Hospital room. "It is not all that bad ,you know. Not believing in magic has led to some genius creations of their own. They use something called Science and Technology to get through everyday life. It takes time, but yields good results as well." He stopped infront of the Holter Monitor extended a finger nervously towards it and let out a yelp when it bleeped. Y/N laughed at this. "Hey! hey!! I didn't do that! I'm I'm sorry" the poor bloke was genuinely frightened. Y/N stood up and walked towards him, laughing whole heartedly. George didn't know what was so funny ,but it relieved him to see her laugh ,nonetheless. "No Georgie , I know you didn't do anything. It is supposed to make that sound. Listen carefully." George's shoulder relaxed as he heard the machine bleep without his fingers being anywhere near it. "Dad would have a field day in here." He let out a laugh. 

"So what exactly is this?" George asked still eyeing the machine suspiciously." It's a Holter Monitor. It shows us the heartbeats of the person it is connected to. Helps in monitoring it. See, these patterns and ocassional beeps tell us that his heart rate is normal. If you hear continous short bleeps then the heart rate is increasing and if it is one long bleep, then there is no heart beat and the -the person is....dead." Y/N's face fell as she looked towards her brother. George put an arm around her ,rubbing her shoulder.The door to the room opened and a nurse entered . "Is she a Healer?" George said a little too loudly, drawing some funny looks from the nurse. Y/N stiffled a laugh, "No Georgie, there are no Healers in the Muggle world. That's a nurse. There nurses to take care and Doctors to treat." "But don't doctors cut Muggles open?" George said terrified. Y/N let out a laugh and nodded."If you put it that way, it sounds horrendous. They don't just cut them  open! They perform surgeries. There are procedures to it. They make sure that the person isn't in pain when they are doing it." George wasn't totally convinced. Emily entered the room after a few moments. "Weely....Weely" little Emma ran towards George who swinged her up into his arms. Y/N's mother woke up from the commotion. "Three people at a time." The Nurse scowled and left. "Okay, I didn't know Madam Pomfrey worked here." George said making Y/N chuckle as they left room ,leaving Emily and her mum by his brother.

George was playing with Emma as they sat on a bench in the corridor. Y/N sat with her chin in her palm, deeply immersed in her thoughts . George noticed this and asked, "What are you thinking about?" Y/N's train of thoughts was broken. She sat up staright still thinking. "I think I have to send them away." Y/N turned her face to look at George. "Send who away?" George asked confused. "Them. I cannot do my job wholly if I keep worryying about them and I don't want any more Hospital visits. I am not going to put them in harm's way because of me." Y/N panted slightly. George put a hand on her thigh, "Well, what are you planning?" "Tonks knows someone in the American Ministry. If the Order agrees, we can move them to the States , until the war is over. They will be safe there. I am going to talk to dad, once this one's home." Y/N fidgeted with her fingers, while George stroked her thigh lightly. "I-I cannot loose more people. I won't be able to take it." She started sobbing. Emma reached her hand to her face and wiped some tears off. Y/N clutched the little girl to her chest and broke down. George pulled the both of them into him, stroking Y/N's hair, "Everything is going to be okay, love. Trust me." He placed a kiss on her hair.