Ivy Potter, Year Four | Raised By The Malfoys

Chapter Twenty Nine: Awake

          When I finally woke up, my hair had grown out to my hips. Lilyth told me I was asleep for three days. I sat up and realized I was in different clothes too. Madam Pomfrey saw me sitting up and was relieved that I woke up.

          "Miss Potter, how are you?" she asked.

          "Confused and hungry," I said as my stomach growled.

          On the table beside my hospital bed was a mountain of cards and gifts. She told me that she, Ginny, and Hermione took care of my clothes and that Charlie was coming to visit every night and brushed my hair. He also cut it a little to make it even. I blushed hearing about Charlie and she released me to go when I was able to stand on my own. Ginny must've dressed me since I was wearing a red sweater with black leggings. I laced my boots and put all my cards in a bag with my gifts and golden egg. It looked like it was dinner and I walked into the Great Hall and everybody started to cheer and whistle for me. Cedric saw me and ran to me immediately.

          "Oh, Ivy!" he exclaimed and hugged me in front of everyone.

          "Cedric!" I exclaimed and hugged him warmly.

          He took my hand and led me to his table with his friends. I was so hungry and started eating as Cedric was telling me what was going on. The next task wasn't until February 24th. Once I was done with dinner, I kissed his cheek and excused myself to sit with Blaise. Viktor stood to greet me and offered a hug. I happily took it and he sat me with him and Blaise. Draco was sitting across from us, without Pansy.

          "Ivy! That was bloody brilliant!" Blaise complimented as we ate dessert.

          "Thanks, Blaise. I just hope it looked better in the stands than where I was," I joked.

          "Ive, how are your injuries?" Draco asked across from me.

          "It's Ivy. I'm fine. Just tender. Not fully healed," I said without looking at him.

          "Ivy? Are you serious?" he asked loudly.

          "Since when do you care? I didn't get to go through my cards yet so if you sent me one, tell me," I said defensively and glanced at him.

          "Why would I send you a card?" he scoffed, looking away from me.

          "Why are you talking to me?" I asked, propping my head onto my hand as I set my arm up on the table.

          "So now I can't talk to you?" he asked angrily and stared at me.

          "You know what? Forget it. I'm sorry, Viktor and Blaise, I need to go," I said and stood up.

          Draco's face softened and it didn't look like he wanted me to go. I looked at him sadly and he looked just as sad. Despite that, I slowly made my way to the twins and the trio. Harry and Ron seemed to have made up and I felt my back bleeding already. The twins took me back to the infirmary and Madam Pomfrey wrapped my back in bandages and gave me many rolls for me to use over the next week. She also gave me some essence to use to help the healing process. Outside, the twins kissed my cheeks.

          "You did brilliant, love," Fred complimented.

          "However, we were worried about you for three days," George scolded.

          "I'm sorry," I said softly.

          "It's ok. We're just happy you're ok. You know, Charlie was worried about you," they teased.

          I blushed, "He cares more about dragons than people."

          We laughed and I made my way to Hagrid's hut. It was awfully cold and I didn't have gloves. Quickly, I made my way to the hut and it was so warm inside. Charlie was asleep on my usual armchair and his hair wasn't tied. He was leaning on his arm on the armrest and I sat next to him. I stroked his red hair and it was surprisingly fine and soft. I admired his face and he looked so peaceful. Getting off the armchair, I changed into my uniform tomorrow and I had a note from Madam Pomfrey saying that I couldn't put on my full uniform because I wouldn't be able to know if I was bleeding. I had to wear my white blouse without my vest but I could still use my tie and winter robes. Since I came in last place in the first task, the Slytherin house wasn't accepting my return to the common room. I didn't mind. Tomorrow, the Slytherins in year 4 and above had to meet in the Great Hall.