Waking Up (Sequel to Helpless Dreams)

Fresh Eyes

        "Fred..." I whispered hoarsely, my throat burnt like someone had set it on fire, my eyes were dry and I felt water welling up in them from pains all over my body. My brain only felt a thousand times worse, it was painful, but I also felt a thousand times smarter. My chest was heavy, it hurt to breath and my arms were very heavy, like ten bricks. Every sense was so hazy, but only that kiss could have been Fred Weasleys. That is something that is forever in my mind. Everything was so light, it was hard to keep my eyes open, someone grabbed my hand and stroked it with their thumb.

        I tried to move my other hand up to my head but it was to much, someone else moved it down to my side. I didn't speak, it hurt to much. I was poured some water into my house and I heard some muffled voices talking, hearing some words like 'only one person can stay' and stuff like that, meaning the healer was probably in here. I coughed and it tasted awful, spells were being cast around me and I felt like crying. It was all to much I just wanted my dad.

        After everyone left the room, everyone except Fred. I found I was able to talk now, so I opened my mouth but Fred had already began to speak. "I love you Rosanna... I missed you so much."

        "Fred... what do you mean you missed me?" I asked surprised how rough my voice was, he kissed my forehead. "What happened?"

        "Rosanna, we were getting off the train, you had fought Money... you left the compartment I followed you and then you passed out. You've been in a coma for almost two years." He said, I began to hyperventilate.

        "Freddie... what happened while... while... while I was in this coma?" I held my hand softly and kissed my forehead. "Freddie tell me baby. Please darling." I said, I knew something bad must have happened because of his silence, I stood up now having the power and threw some shoes on that we're by my bed. "I gotta get out of here and go see dad." I said.

        "Rose get back in bed." My head snapped up, there stood my best friend George, and behind him was my two sisters. It was Samantha who had spoken, "We got a lot to talk about."

        Fred was holding my hand and had the other hand on my back as he lead me back to my bed, my hair was far past my waist in the thick curls it naturally fell in. He kissed my lips again as I sat down and it took my breath away.

        "Rosie," Samantha started, "a lot has happened in the past two years." She said, suddenly I saw something flash on her finger. A diamond ring. She was engaged. Or maybe married, I grabbed her hand suddenly. She smiled, "There are more important things then this, let's start with your fifth year. He who must not be named has returned." She said, I gasped, "And Cedric was killed."

        "Harry witnessed both." George said, "it was really hard on him. Especially with his god sister in a coma." He added.

        "Then in what would have been your sixth year, he, he being Harry, formed the DA, Dumbledore's Army, because we weren't learning anything in dada. At the end of that year..." Isabella tried, she had begun to cry.

        "Dads dead." Samantha said whipping away a tear, "But there is a prophecy. It had all three of our names on it."

        "Fred, George, a moment alone between us sisters?" Isabella asked, I was in shock, they nodded and left.

        "Three sisters of powers amaze,
One of knowledge,
One of looks,
And one of elements.
Sister of knowledge born in middle,
Sister of looks born first,
Sister of elements youngest,
Torn apart in the war. Only one survives.
One will die as they switch sides

and one will bring back the rest of the lives."

        I felt shivers go down my side, suddenly a bunch more people came through the room. "Uncle Remmy!" I cried throwing my arms around him as he approached, "Are you and Tonks finally together?"