Complete and Utter Bewilderment Book 3 HP

Chapter 4: Back to Hogwarts

Chapter 4: Back to Hogwarts

I was woken up by someone shaking me and I woke up with tears in my eyes because the pain hurt greatly in my shoulder blade.

So it wasn't a nightmare?

I opened my eyes to see Hermione. "Oops! I'm so sorry, Aquila!" She said and backed away nervously. "But we need to go, like right now. We still couldn't even heal you in your sleep because you were clinging to him -- in your sleep! You're so weird."

I turned towards Fred and he didn't do anything but grin at me. "How bad did you want me?" He smirked and gave me a wink and I just pulled away and got off of him, but I was still feeling weak and almost fell to the ground, if it wasn't for Fred that caught me.

"Careful there. I see you're still weak. You might want another piggy back ride on the way back." Fred said and I just nodded. I got on his back and we walked out and went towards to grab a port key. Mr. Weasley grabbed a tire.

"You might want to get off for this," Fred said and I just nodded and he helped me down. I grabbed it and we were taken back. I was let back on Fred's back again and I buried my head into his neck as some tears slipped because he accidentally pressed down on a big bruise. "Oops, I'm so sorry!"

We walked back to the burrow where Mrs. Weasley was waiting in the front yard. "Oh thank goodness, thank goodness!" She yelled and ran towards us. She flung herself to her husband and I saw the Daily Prophet fall to the ground.

"You're all right. . . Oh boys."

Fred set me down to the ground, but I still just leaned on him and wrapped arms around his. Mrs. Weasley pulled them into a hug but I still didn't let Fred go.

"Ouch! Mum, you're strangling us --"

"I shouted at you before you left! It's all I've been thinking about! What if You-Know-Who had got you, and the last thing I ever said to you was that you didn't get enough O.W.L.s? Oh Fred. George." Molly said.

"Come on, now, Molly, we're all perfectly okay. Well, most of us." Mr. Weasley said and she lingered her eyes at all of us till they landed on me.

"Good heavens, child!" I flinched by her outburst and hid behind Fred. I was still scared of it.

"She's been like that since last night," Ron said.

"What? How come? Don't tell me, she'd --" She asked. Fresh tears sprung to my vision and I buried my head back into Fred's arm.

"One of them got to her, that's all I have to say." Fred said.

"We'll talk about this inside, when we're not around her." Mr. Weasley said. "Fred, you can go clean her up." Fred nodded and picked me up, and carried me inside the house and up the stairs and into the nearest bathroom. He sat me down on the sink and opened the cabinets beneath.

"I know I'm no Madam Pomfrey, but I have some things that can mend those wounds." Fred said. He pulled some things out of a box like some medicine and bandages. "Here," he held out some swabs and dipped it into the medicine. "Gotta clean you up."

He started to dab the medicine on my leg and it started to heal. He continued to do so until he was almost finished. "Um, is there anymore anywhere else?" He asked. I shook my head and got down from the coffee table. I couldn't have him do the wounds on my stomach and chest. That would be the end of me.

"You sure?" He asked one more time. I nodded once again. I haven't even said a word since the incident. I didn't want to either, not at all. He helped me off the sink and I was about to walk out of the door when Fred's hand grabbed my wrist. "You haven't spoken a word since the accident. You need to talk to us. You can't keep quiet forever, you know."