Returned

7

Harry walked through his front door with a slight limp, due to the deep cut that had run across his hip bone towards his mid thigh.

He also sported a shallow cut on his cheekbone that had a bruise blossoming under it as well as a heavily bruised jaw and torso.

Harry lent against the doorframe, catching his breath and rubbing the sore spot on his ribs. "Gin, I'm home!"

A second or two later he was engulfed in a very painful hug from Ginny and was surrounded by the rest of his family.

Hearing his pained gasp she pushed away from him in worry, gasping as sh got her first good look at all of his injuries. Everyone else was watching them from a distance also looking at him as if he were about to drop dead right there.

"Hey everyone, don't worry I'm alright. Now can I please sit down?"

They led him down to the living room where Ginny and James worked on his injuries while everyone else fussed over him from afar.

"Do I have to explain what happened since you all saw it on the television?"

Ginny gave him a look that screamed, 'what do you think?'

Harry sighed tiredly and rubbed a hand down his face, "alright..."

"Well the leg injury that is now closed thanks to dad, was from a werewolf guy...I don't know who, but he was captured as you may or may not have seen."

Remus looked up in worry at the mention of a werewolf, "Don't worry Remus he wasn't transformed so there is no chance of him turning me."

"Uhm...the face cuts are just from rolling around on the ground with senior Malfoy, he got a few hits in when I disarmed him."

Ginny rolled her eyes, "so your telling me you got into a scuffle with an old man?"

Harry huffed, "weren't you watching it?"

"No actually. I wasn't. The kids and I were at Percy's so I couldn't very well watch it in front of them, the rest of these guys watched it though."

Harry winced slightly when Ginny got to mending his broken and bruised ribs, "and the ribs are from a spell from some random death eater that as trying to get me off Malfoy, I'm pretty sure Ron got him though so he didn't do much damage."

Ginny nodded and gave him a quick kiss, "well although I'm mad at you for again, not caring for your health...I'm glad your okay."

Harry sighed, everyone else perked up at what Ginny had said, "Wait what do you mean he doesn't care for his health."

Ginny looked at Harry pointedly, "Well this one likes to throw himself in danger even if it means he could die."

"I do it so no one else gets hurt, I'm not hurting myself to reminisce about my time at the Dursleys or anything."

As soon as he said it Harry had wished he could take it back. Everyone's face morphed into one of horror and in some cases anger.

"What do you mean by that Harry?" James looked as if he would kill the Dursleys if Harry told him the full truth so all he said was that Dudley had sometimes pushed him around, which earned him a look from Ginny and Teddy who knew about his childhood.

After they all talked for a bit and were done grilling Harry about, in his opinion, everything under the moon and more...they all went to bed.