•°. *࿐ in which bee learns to love herself, and maybe a certain redhead.
tw/ contains violence, rape and abuse
this is the first fic i wrote so this is probably my worst writing
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BEE HAD been unconscious in a bed in the hospital wing for almost an hour now, Fred had stayed by her side the full time. Madame Pomfrey had insisted that they were to keep visitors to a maximum of two people, so Holly, Mia and Raven rotated who sat with Fred in 15 minute shifts.
Right now was Holly's turn. "This is ridiculous, she's been here for almost hour now. Can't you do something?" Holly snapped at Madame Pomfrey as Fred held Bee's hand.
"Once she's been unconscious for an hour I'm allowed to wake her up." Poppy noticed Holly glaring at her. "Sorry, it's just procedure."
After another few minutes Fred jumped up. "That's it been an hour now, wake her up."
Poppy Pomfrey cast a spell and slowly Bee's eyes fluttered open.
"Beatrice darling, can you remember what happened?" Madame Pomfrey asked.
"Fred and I were studying and then- and then." Bee stopped. "And then I ended up here?"
Fred frowned. "You passed out Honey, you've been unconscious for an hour."
"Oh fuck" Madame Pomfrey glared at Bee.
"I mean oh shit" Bee corrected herself.
"Wait, ah fuck. Sorry" Bee said flustered as Fred and Holly tried to hide their smirks.
"Now Mr Weasley, Miss Miller, I must insist you leave the room as I have to ask Beatrice some questions." Madame Pomfrey ushered them out of the pair out.
Madame Pomfrey turned round to face Bee. "Now darling, I need you to promise me your going to be 100% honest when I ask you these questions and I will promise not to tell anybody your answers."
Bee nodded.
"From what I gather you've passed out from over exercising. Has there been a change in your life recently that could've caused this?"
Bee gulped as she thought about Roger. "Well I have started running" she lied.
"Okay hun, I need you to stop running for the next month and then slowly build yourself up. Too much of something isn't good for you." Madame Pomfrey replied.
"Okay, am I allowed to leave now" Bee asked.
"Yes but I just have one more question. You appear to have quite a few bruises across your body dear, what are they from?"
"Um I'm really clumsy." Bee blushed. "I've lost count of the amount of times I've fallen down the stairs in the past week."
"Alright dear. You can leave, but just take it easy for the nest few weeks." Madame Pomfrey smiled at Bee as she left.
