Chapter 1

71 3 3
                                    

*At St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Ailments*

***Ginny's POV***

A soft voice woke her up. It sounds so familiar though so strange. She doesn't think she heard that voice before, though maybe she had. Her brain feels so messed up.

"I think she's awake, Hermione." It was that voice again.

Hermione...who's that? I think I know that name, but who is it? I have  to open my eyes if I want to know...

I saw a girl with white-blond hair looking at me. Is this Hermione? I don't know...

"Hi Ginny."

She spoke to me! What will I say? I can't remember. Who is she? And where am I?

No choice.

"H-hello. Who are you?"

"You don't remember me?"

This one has a soft voice so probably she's not Hermione.

Another girl came in. This one has bushy brown hair. How in the world can someone keep that kind of hair from tangling all the time?

My face must've shown my confusion, because the brown-haired girl stared at her.

"What is it Ginny?" she asked.

"Well, to start, where am I? Who are you? What happened? Please tell me! I'm scared. Where's mum? And my brothers? Wait do I have brothers? Oh, yeah. Where are they?" I said all that in one go.

"Hey, hey," the blondie said. "We'll answer those one by one. Okay?"

"Yeah, sure," I said, wary that they're staring at me. Creeeeeepy...

"Okay, I'll answer chronologically, if you don't mind," the brownie said. "You're in St. Mungo's, I'm Hermione Granger and this is Luna Lovegood. We used to be friends, remember?"

I shook my head. "If we were, I should've remembered you."

"That brings us to your next question," the blondie, Luna, said. "You went outside after Harry's proposal, next thing we know you're  lying on the ground near the bushes. We think you were obliviated."

"Oh. That explains why I can't remember."

"Also, your mum is currently talking to the healers. Your brothers are at home," Hermione said. "Mrs. Weasley said she'd carve their eyes out if they visit you all at once."

"Yeah," I smiled. "That's my mum alright."

A few awkward looks, an explosion, and shrieks from different people later, my brothers came crashing down the door.

"GINNY!" they all screamed, shouted, weeped, and laughed. Well, except for who was that again? Ron?, who was furiously crying.

"Ginny..." he sobbed.

I mentally counted them, reciting their names.

Bill, the one with the fang earring, panting,

Charley, the scratched face, smiling,

Percy, the one with glasses, eyes brimming with tears,

George, the one on front, looking at her with the most worry on his face,

Ron, the one crying while fuming, at the farthest left of the group.

Wait, there's someone missing. If I remember right, I have six brothers. Then, why are there only five of - 

Fred

"Where's Fred?"

***************************************************************

A/N:

I'd be updating when I get 10 views. 😭

LostWhere stories live. Discover now