Another Weasley

Chapter 22

I woke in the Hospital Wing. I look around. My feet were wrapped up in casts and hanging. My arm had little cuts and bruises. There was a mirror next to me. I had bags under my eyes and my hair was white and my eyes bloodshot red. I sigh and open the curtain. Harry was eating some candy and Ron was wrapped up, well at least his arm. Hermione was laughing at the two. I saw the very very small pile of candy compared to Harry's and Ron's. I sighed and saw three different treats. I got three chocolate frogs from Draco. Two packets of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans from someone I didn't know. And four sugar quills from Blaise. There was also a note. I couldn't remember much from whenever it was we went to defend the Stone. I picked up the note and ripped off the envelope. I look at the bottom and see it's signed by someone, I couldn't read the name so maybe I would once I was done reading it. So I did.

" Zack,
I heard about the Stone. Well done! I'm proud of you my son!"

So it was my dad. I think...

" I'm sorry to hear about your foot and ribs. I hope-"

I wasn't able to read the rest because Ronald snatched it up.

" I didn't get a note!" He yells.

He scans it over. His face grew worried before he looked at me.

" Why do you get a note? " he asks.

" I don't know but I would like it back now." I demand.

He sticks out his tongue. He rips it in half then to quarters, eighths, sixteenths etc. I yell in protest as the shreds fall onto my bed. He runs out with Harry and Hermione. She was yelling at him as well as Harry. I took out my wand and repaired it so I could read it once more.

" Zack,
I Heard about the Stone. Well done! I'm proud of you my son! I'm sorry to hear about your foot and ribs. I hope they heal and you can enjoy your summer. I hope you had a great first year at Hogwarts, despite the bit of trouble being caused, and you have a normal second year! Have a good summer with the Weasley's and maybe I'll see you again next year! All in all,
Signed"

And that's all I could read. I didn't know why he called me 'my son'. I wasn't his seeing the perspective of the letter wishing me a happy summer 'With The Weasley's'. Which meant he wasn't my father or mother. Strange... oh well. I'm not being released in time for the Feast which was sad. So I'd have to hear later if I got any last minute points for last night or the night before or whenever it was. I laid there and ate my chocolate frog silently. I had gotten the four house creators. Which was nice. I had to wait for after dinner for Draco to tell me. Or someone else. A nice House Elf brought me food and wished me a good night. He as excited to see me. He popped away and I ate silently. Madam Pomfrey had gone down to the feast leaving me alone.