(Y/n) felt the soft feel of sheets surrounding him. He cracked open his eyes slowly and saw that he was laying in a bed in the hospital wing.
He attempted pushed himself into a sitting position, but stopped as he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, he let out a small yelp of pain and fell back into the bed.
"Good you're awake boy" a rough voice from next to him said.
He turned his head and saw that Moody was sitting on a chair next to his bed.
"Moo-moo-" (Y/n) stammered his mouth bone dry.
"Spit it out boy you're not a cow" Moody said with a slight smile, that honestly was more fear inducing than reassuring.
"What happened?" (Y/n) said slowly.
"You almost died boy that's what happened" Moody growled at him, although he sounded more worried than angry.
"Where's Richie, where's dad?" (Y/n) said trying to look at the other beds to find Richie.
"(Y/n)" said a softer voice, he looked towards the sound of the voice and saw Rose sitting next to Marc, both looking anxious.
"(Y/n). Richie's... Richie's dead" Rose said after a moment of silence.
(Y/n) took a moment to process this. Moody put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Are you okay (Y/n)?" Moody asked him in a strangely consoling tone.
"No not at all" (Y/n) said thinking back to the the woman that he had seen in the ministry, and thinking about Richie.
"He... Richie wouldn't want me to wallow in sorry." He said after a while. "I'll be fine"
"Good then, here this is for you" Moody said handing (Y/n) a box with a note on top.
"I hope these will never be of need. S. Snape"
"Snape was here?" (Y/n) asked Moody.
"Yes spent quite a while here as a matter of fact" Moody said to him.
(Y/n) opened the box and inside found what looked like a small shriveled looking stone, along with a couple dozen small vials with various colored liquids inside.
"Give me your arm" Moody said, and (Y/n) thrust his right arm out to him. "No your other arm boy" and (Y/n) stuck his left arm and Moody waved his wand over it.
He created a new compartment in his arm. "There that should help" Moody said. (Y/n) looked into this new compartment and found that inside was a small cauldron, along with another compartment, inside which were little shelves, the perfect size for storing potions.
"Woah a compartment INSIDE a compartment" (Y/n) said with a smile "Compartception"
"Great still as annoying as ever" Moody groaned. "Snape said you were good with potions, thought this might help you"
"You need rest" Moody said getting up from his seat. "Oh and here" he said pushing a cup into (Y/n)'s hands. "For your cut"
(Y/n) gulped the liquid down at once, and winced at the taste of it.
"And you sure you're okay (Y/n)?" Marc asked him.
"No of course not. But I will be, with time" he said giving Marc and Rose a small smile.
"Well we'll let you sleep then" Rose said, getting up and leaving along with Marc.
(Y/n) attempted to fall asleep, but found he couldn't, so instead he tried to get out of bed, and after a few attempts he managed to.
He shuffled his way around the room a bit, seeing who else was in there. He didn't get to far as he saw that in the bed next to him lay Hermione, very much alive.
"Hermione!" He cried, before winching at the pain it caused him, and then searched for his wand, and upon not finding it he grab Hermione's from a table next to her bed, and magically moved his bed so it was next to Hermione's.
He climbed back into his bed, and put his arms around Hermione and fell asleep.
"What are you doing!" Madame Pomfrey cried pulling (Y/n) out of his sleep. "Beds are separated for a reason!" And she pulled out her own wand and moved (Y/n)'s bed back to its original position.
"What why not?" (Y/n) argued, right now all he wanted was to be close to Hermione, to keep her safe from harm.
"Because I said so!" Madame Pomfrey said angrily.
Later that day Tonks walked into the Hospital Wing to talk with (Y/n).
"How are you feel?" She asked him.
"Not bad, not bad 'cept for the giant cut" he said pulling up his shirt and showing the large red scar starting just bellow his left lung and ending near his right hip bone.
"Yeah thought that might be a pain" she said with a chuckle. "Anyway I just wanted to check in on you, oh and I thought these might help you" she said holding out his wand and Richie's wand.
(Y/n) took his back, but eyed Richie's cautiously.
"Go on take it. He'd want you to have it" she said, and (Y/n) took Richie's wand from Tonks, and stuck in into his left arm.
After about of week in the hospital wing, in which (Y/n) would put his bed next to Hermione's at least three times a day, only to have Madame Pomfrey yell at him and undue all his hard work, Harry finally showed up.
Yeah talked with them for a while, not really there, before he said that he was going to visit Hagrid.
"Do you think he's alright?" Hermione asked.
"I'm sure he'll manage" Ron said shoveling sweets into his mouth.
"I'll check on him" (Y/n) said as Madame Pomfrey has allowed his to leave the Hospital Wing, just as long as he promised to come back at night for his potions and to sleep.
(Y/n) was positive that she only let him out because she was too annoyed with him, but he didn't care.
He left the Hospital Wing slowly and made his way out to the grounds, all the while thinking about Richie.
"He wouldn't want you to be sad" a voice in his head said to him. "He'd want you to live your life, and to enjoy it."
This cheered (Y/n) up a bit, although he still guilty about it.
Throughout his journey from the Hospital Wing to the grounds, many people came up to him and wished him their condolences.
Finally (Y/n) made it to Hagrid's hut but saw that Harry was sitting under a tree near the forbidden forest.
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