Harry's Decent

Terror

A/N Hey! I'm a terrible updater as you know! Shout out to my sister who wanted me to update this! Yay!

"He's waking up..." Charlie whispered to George, who was the last one awake other than himself. George stopped pacing and rushed over to his bedside.
"Harry, Harry can you hear me? Please try to wake up. Im really worried. It's been a couple of days, and we got all of the people you've brought back sorted out. We aren't really mad anymore, just worried and..."
"George, I get it." Harry grumbled turning over. "I love you too,"
George's eyes lit up like the sun as he softly grasped Harry's hand. Harry grasped back slightly. The doors opened and someone hurried in.
"HARRY!" Sirius shouted as soon as he saw Harry awake. He rushed to hug him. Immediately, Harry flinched and pulled out of Sirius's and George's grasps. His thoughts flashed back to the final battle when Voldemort had him laid at his feet.
Sirius was puzzled when Harry started shaking, but George set right into older brother mode.
"Harry, Harry. It's alright, we aren't there anymore. We are here with all of our friends and family. I need you to follow my breathing until Madam Pomfrey can get you a calming drought, " George calmly shook Harry, nudging his head to signal for someone to get Pomfrey.
Harry stared George with tears shining in his eyes. His face was contorted with confusion until recognition took over. George sat on the bed with Harry and took a deep breath. He took Harry's hand and put it to his chest so he could match the rise and fall of his breathing.
Everyone who was in the room was awake and staring at the pair. Only the Weasleys knew what was happening (except Fred of course), so the chaos that broke out was to be expected. Arthur's voice was heard over everyone, making them go quiet.
"I will explain, out in the hall. Harry needs to calm down and we are not helping the cause. If you are not George or Ron, get out in the hall." After some hesitation, everyone left. Madam Pomfrey hustled in with Ron in tow.
"Mr. Potter, I need you to drink this," She handed Harry a small crystal bottle. He downed it with no resistance, and gave her a small smile feeling the automatic relief.
Ron slowly hugged Harry, careful not to startle him.
"Hey, mate, glad your awake. I'm going to get Dobby to bring you a meal and send Hedwig down to see you, okay. And I suppose even bloody pig will want to see you." Ron quickly exited. Harry let out a sigh and grabbed George's hand. Madam Pomfrey fussed over him for a few minutes before she went back to her office.
"Harry, I was so worried. We all owed you so much already and now even more. But when I said I would give anything for Fred, I would never mean your life. That would be like trading one death that I already mourned for a new pain that is not healing," George explained, making sure not to rile him up more.
" But, I knew it wouldn't kill me. Or even permanently damage me. I knew that if I brought them back, you guys could be happier." Harry justified.
A/N I'm going to leave this here! Please comment if you want me to continue this! I love hearing other peoples thoughts on what I write!