A Hogwarts Rose Year 1

Chapter 14

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

Three o'clock in the morning and Professor Snape was getting tired, so we had to try and keep each other awake. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. As time ticked on I started falling asleep again and the vast black began closing in on me until, despite all my struggling, I fell asleep.

The next time I woke up Professor Dumbledore was next to me, he sat watching me his patience showing in his eyes. I looked at him confused, my vision still hadn't cleared so he was very blurry. I sat up and yawned.

'Hello Professor.'

'Hello Miss Partridge, how are you feeling?'

'No better than before.' I replied. My head was sore and clogged up like it was over pressurised. I felt like I was going to be sick so I told him and he fetched Madame Pomfrey.

'You're awake oh thank goodness.' Professor McGonagall rushed into the ward and up to my bed. 'Your friends have been worried about you.'

Ok now I'm confused. I was only asleep for a few hours.

'But I wasn't asleep for that long, why are they so worried about me?'

'Good afternoon Miss Partridge.' Madame Pomfrey greeted.

Afternoon? That can't be right!

'How long was I asleep for?' Once again the teachers glanced worriedly at each other. Then Professor McGonagall came forward and answered.

'When you were with Professor Snape you fell asleep.'

'Yes.'

'While you were asleep you lost consciousness and slipped into a coma.' She replied sadly. 'You've been in that coma for almost a month and a half.' My face fell, I knew when they said I had a concussion it was bad, but now I've a month and a half of my life. What am I supposed to do? How much school have I missed and what about my Mum?

'Your parents have been told and I'm sure they'll want to know that you're awake.' Dumbledore smiled and started walking towards the door, but he paused before leaving. 'Madame Pomfrey do you think it would be alright for a few visitors?'

'Yes Headmaster.' She smiled. 'Now dear, drink this.' She handed me a vile of brown foul smelling liquid. 'It won't taste very nice, but it will help you get better.' I looked disgusted at the murky potion once more before I gulped it down. Madame Pomfrey was right, it tasted terrible.

'Yuck!' I said after it was down my throat.

'That should start to take effect soon.' We heard footsteps coming towards the ward and of all the people I expected it to be Professor Snape wasn't one of them. His cloak billowed around him as he came in and went to Madame Pomfrey, I heard the two of them talking quietly and decided to eavesdrop.

'How is she? Is it true, has she woken?' He asked.

'Yes Severus, with no thanks to you.' She snapped.

'Don't be too hard on him Poppy; it wasn't really his fault.' I looked to the door and saw Dumbledore surrounded by my friends. I heard Harry snort at his remark.

'Guys? Harry, Hermione? Ron?' I asked looking at them.

'Steph!' They cried and ran over.

'Are you alright?' Harry asked.

'Yeah, what've I missed?'

'Not much, just homework.' Ron replied.

'Well that's not so bad, but how will I catch up with it all?'

'The largest assignment is in potions and-'

'You are excused from doing any of the work you missed until you are fully recovered.' Dumbledore said.

'Thank you Sir.' I grinned.

'And even after you have returned to health you will not be required to do any of the potions homework that you missed.' Professor Snape said walking over to the other side of the bed.

'Thank you Professor.'

'You're welcome.' He gave me a curt nod, walked to the door and disappeared into the corridor.

'I'll give you four some privacy.' Dumbledore said and he left.

'I can't believe Snape has the nerve to come back here and ask about you, when it was his fault that you fell asleep in the first place.' Harry fumed.

'It wasn't his fault, I could have gone into a coma even if I hadn't fallen asleep before hand.' I shrugged, I could feel the potion that Madame Pomfrey gave me starting to work. 'And I wanted to apologise for what I said yester- uh on Halloween. I was just angry because I used to have those things said about me at my muggle school and I know it hurts. Can you forgive me?' I asked.

'Sure, I forgive you.' He shrugged, smiling.

'Thanks.' If I could have hugged him I would have.