Secrets I have held in my heart (part 1)

Chapter 12: Day at the Hospital Wing

A/N: Hey y'all I hope you're enjoying the fic, I'm having sm fun writing it. If you guys have any suggestions or don't like certain things just tell me (pls be nice) so I can check them out and change them

Also the structure of events change because why not lmao

Thank you for reading it!!!

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The next morning I woke up quite early, the nurse who I had learned her name was Madam Pomfrey hadn't arrived yet and it looked like it was right before dawn so the stars were still visible but there was more clarity. I looked at George. He was curled up next to me, his face was relaxed. I began stroking his his hair like he does to me and then moved to his face, carefully tracing his nose, eyebrows and jawline.

'morning Edwards' he said in a husky voice

'go back to sleep Georgie, you need some rest. I'll wake you up later so you can leave for the Common Room and not get caught'

'no way' he said, slightly more awake 'I'm staying'

I didn't argue with him. In fact, I wanted him here with me, I continued stroking his hair until I fell asleep again.

'y/n?' asked a concerned voice. This time it was Hermione, who was sitting on the chair beside the bed. She was looking down at my bruise.

'hey Hermione, looks bad doesn't it?' I said wincing while sitting in an upright position.

'careful' said George on the other side. Hermione opened her eyes in alarm. I guess she hadn't noticed him when she came in, which was strange.

'um George, Fred was looking for you in the Common Room' said Hermione, clearly trying to dismiss him

'oh right' he said 'well it was nice to see you Hermione'

'meet me in the lawn after the last bell Edwards' he added, carefully moving out of the bed and leaving the Hospital Wing.

'y/n, what was that!' she said excitedly 'I mean, sorry but that was clearly not just friends'

'shut up' I groaned, giving her a dumb smile

'are you capable of going to lessons? That bruising looks very painful'

'actually it hurts less than last night, I'll tell Madam Pomfrey if I can go, I'll see you at breakfast, if I'm not there then it means that I'll have to skip the day'

'okay y/n, just take it easy' she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek and leaving the room.

Apparently Madam Pomfrey did not see me capable to attend lessons today and ordered bed rest for the whole day. I tried to argue but there was no point, she wouldn't budge. Harry and Ron appeared during break and asked me if I was feeling better, they had brought some sweets and a get well soon card. Then came Oliver and the rest of the Quidditch team, without George.

'that was quite a fall' said Fred looking at the bruise, it was now deep purple in colour and it had spread even further.

'Hopefully you'll recover soon' said Oliver urgently 'Quidditch practice starts tomorrow but you can join us on Saturday, if you feel any better of course. I prepared a new tactic so we can finally win that damn cup-'

'give her a break Oliver, she was knocked unconscious yesterday and she is talented enough so quit worrying, we'll win the damn cup this year' interrupted Angelina. The team left shortly after that, with Oliver muttering under his breath about the importance of winning the Quidditch Cup.