The Recovery
Harry would never remember very much about his journey back from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts. Strangely, there was nobody in the halls as they went straight to the Hospital Wing. But Harry would never forget what he saw when he entered the Hospital Wing, or rather, who he saw. Professor Snape was sitting at a bed drinking a potion. Apparently, he had a bit of a cold and had come to the Hospital Wing for a bit of relief. When he saw Harry burst in with Katrina’s limp body hanging from his arms, a cruel smile twisted across his face.
“Oh good heavens!” exclaimed Madame Pompey, clutching her chest. “What has happened to the girl?”
“She was attacked just outside of Hogsmeade.” said Harry.
The nurse just starred at Katrina dumbstruck. “I must tell Dumbledore! Yes, that’s what I’ll do! The Headmaster said he wanted to be warned immediately if something like this happened!”
Madame Pompey ran run from the room and into the hall to find Dumbledore. She was in such a shock that she must have forgotten she was the nurse and obligated to provide medical treatment.
Hermione didn’t forget. “Hey, get back here and take care of her! Send one of us to get Dumbledore!” she yelled, but the nurse was already gone.
Harry gently layed Katrina down on one of the hospital beds.
“So, what have we here?” said Snape.
“What does it look like?” Harry snapped. He was too stressed out to worry about Snape being a professor or not. He didn’t care. All his thoughts were with Katrina. “She was attacked by someone or something.”
“In Hogsmeade?” asked Snape, still smiling maliciously. “But students were supposed to be back from Hogsmeade hours ago. Surely, you would have reported this hours ago when it happened.”
“Everybody was back in Hogwarts when it happened. She was still in Hogsmeade.” said Harry. “We had an argument and she ran off because she was upset.”
“An argument? Naturally, I assume that you were in the wrong, Potter, but that is besides the point now. The point is, what were you doing in Hogsmeade when you were supposed to be back in the castle?”
“Oh, for God’s sake!” Hermione yelled out in anger, “Isn’t there more important things for you to being worrying about than trying to get Harry in trouble! Hello?!?! Your daughter is unconscious! She’s been attacked! When Harry found her, she had no pulse and she wasn’t breathing!”
Snape got a funny look on his face. “Did you just say my daughter?”
They nodded.
“Well, that’s what she is.” said Ron. “Isn’t she?”
“You think that Katrina Figg is my daughter?” said Snape, who was actually laughing. “You think that I’m her father? I don’t know how even a bunch of dunder heads like you could even get that idea!”
“Soooooo.” said Ron. “Your not the father?”
“Most certainly not.” said Snape. “Katrina’s father a person of this earth for a long long time.”
Just then, Dumbledore burst through the door. “Honestly, Poppy, I don’t know why you left her in this situation. She needs your care.” said the Head Master. “One of the children could have came to get me, I trust them in an emergency like this to find me, especially Harry. Al though, I doubt Harry would leave her side.”
Snape scowled at this.
“She is in a coma.” said Madame Pompey.
“Well, I could have told you that.” Ron muttered.
“And she is very weak, incredibly weak. What happened, Harry?”
Harry shook his head. “We don’t know. We just found her like this. Except she was not breathing or had a pulse.”
“They went to Hogsmeade without permission, Headmaster.” announced Snape.
“To rescue my niece who was in Hogsmeade without permission.” said Dumbledore. “Continue, Harry.”
“That’s it.” Harry said shaking his head. “We basically just found her and brought her here. We have no clue what attacked her.”
“I’ll notify the family.” said Dumbledore. “Certainly, they will want to be here with her. And I’m sure a particular Mr. Weasley will want to be here.”
“Is she going to alright?” asked Harry.
“Yes, she will be fine.” said Madame Pompey. “In time” she quickly added. “In time she shall get stronger. But she’s very very weak. She must have bit near death when you found her, because she is very close to it now.”
Harry shuddered. What would have happened if he hadn’t looked for her?
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Percy was furious when he got there. He was also sneezing and coughing, but everyone tried to ignore that. “I don’t know how this could happen!” Percy exclaimed. “It’s all my fault, all my fault, I should have been there with her to protect her.”
“You could’ve done anything against whoever attacked her.” said Harry. “I could feel it through my scar. It was too powerful.”
“Well, you should have never let her out of your sight!” Percy spat at them. “And you certainly should have never yelled at her! If it wasn’t for you, she’d have been safe at Hogwarts, and not roaming around, lost in the village, in the middle of the night, in a bloody rain storm!”
“Percy, she’s not an idiot, I am sure she wasn’t lost.” Hermione demanded.
“Yeah, so don’t yell at Harry!” said Ron.
Percy continued to ramble on and on. Harry tired to his best to ignore him, but he was plaque with a feeling of guilt. Harry couldn’t help but feel like he was responsible.
The Parkerlys and Katrina’s grandmother arrived late that morning. Her cousins were especially upset to see Katrina hurt.
“She will be okay in a couple of says.” Madame Pompey kept telling them. “She’s in a coma now, but we expect her to be out of it in a few days. She’ll be alright, she is just very weak.”
Harry wasn’t so sure.
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It was a good thing that Katrina was unconscious, and it was a good thing that Katrina’s family was at Hogwarts and not at their homes. The following night, Dumbledore was alerted that Death Eaters showed up at Katrina’s old home in America, and Abrella Figg’s house. When they saw that nobody was home, the Death Eaters went to their neighbors, who happened to be Muggles, demanding to know where Katrina Figg was. Some of the American Muggles were killed. Luckily, the ones on Privet Drive were not. Harry was glad that the Death Eaters didn’t show up at the Dursley’s. If they knew that was the home of Harry Potter, who happened to be a neighbor and friend of Katrina, the Dursley’s would be dead meat. Harry may not like his relatives very much, but they were the only family that he had, and Harry wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to anyone, and that included the Dursley’s.
Dumbledore had told them that a crew of Ministry workers had to erase the memories of many Muggles and policeman, and the Ministry had a tough night of work.
The homes of Katrina’s relatives had been badly damaged, and Dumbledore said it wasn’t safe for them to return, so he made arrangements for Katrina’s family to live in the castle with them where they would be safe.
While Dumbledore was telling them this, he noticed Hermione scratching her head. “Why would the Death Eaters be looking for Katrina?” she muttered. “Why would they look for her in her families homes? They must know that she is at Hogwarts, since she’s being attacked and all? If she’s so important to them, you’d think they take the time to figure out what school she was attending.”
Katrina had been changed out of the clothes she had been wearing during the attack, and her original outfit was sitting crumbled up in a pile on an armchair. Harry noticed the shirt. “The neck is ripped.” he said to himself.
Then Harry looked at Katrina. “Her necklace is gone again.”
Harry looked at the nurse. “Was she wearing any jewelry?” asked Harry. “A necklace?”
After describing the necklace in the greatest detail that Harry could, she just shook her head.
“No necklaces.” she said. “Was it important?”
Harry just shook his head.
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One week after the attack, Katrina came out of her coma. Everyone was overjoyed, and none more than Percy, who practically pounced on her with a peck on the lips and a hug the moment her eyes opened. Everyone asked a lot of questions about the attack, and Katrina’s condition.
“I was upset after the fight I had with Harry.” she told them. “So, I walked around the village in the rain. When it began to storm really bad that night, I was trying to find shelter, because I didn’t want to go back to the castle because I did not want to face Harry. It was dark, and late, and cold, and I was walking when all of a sudden I felt someone grab hold of my hair, and pull me backwards. I felt them rip my shirt as the tore my necklace from my neck, and the cold steel blade of a knife against throat. I was pushed down in the mud, and I thought for sure they were going to “Avada Kedarva” me, but they didn’t. They said something else instead, and I could feel all my powers draining from me, as everything got really dark.”
“What did your attacker look like? did you see them?” asked Dumbledore.
“The same person as before. They were in the long black cloak.” Katrina said. \ “Don’t worry about it, darling.” Percy cooed at her like she was a newborn infant. “I am here now, and I will make sure you are safe, I will take care of you It’s too bad that I was not there. I could have taken care of this guy, I would have protected you.”
“Oh would you shut the hell up!” Katrina yelled, shoving Percy’s arms off of her. He fell backwards off the bed, and a landed in a pile on the floor. “Ow.” he said. “Whatcha do that for?”
Katrina sighed in anger. “Don’t you understand, you idiot, that I was attacked! The damn coward snuck up on me! He grapped me by the freaking hair!”
“Katrina, calm down. Remember your manners.” said Abrella Figg.
“Well, it’s true!” she exclaimed. “but it’s not ever going to happen again! I’m gonna take care of myself. I am not going to be so defenseless anymore!”
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A few days after she awoke from her coma, Katrina was released from the Hospital Wing.
“Harry,” she said to him in private. “I’m sorry about going to my uncle the way that I did. I know that I should have spoken with you first.”
“No,” said Harry. “I should not have yelled at you the way that I did. I’m the one who should be sorry. I was a real jerk. I should have understood you were only trying to look out for me.”
“Well, I should have understood how important Quiditch is to you.” said Katrina.
“How about we agree that we are both idiots?” offered Harry.
“Deal.” said Katrina. “So, where still friends?”
“Friends.” said Harry. “Any chance we could be something more?”
“Oh you never know.” said Katrina. “You never know what could happen.”
AUTHOR’S NOTE:
SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET THIS WRITTEN. I HAD A REALLY BAD CASE OF WRITER’S BLOCK. I KNOW THIS WAS KIND OF A BORING CHAPTER AND I PROMISE THAT NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE VERY INTRESTING. SOMETHING REALLY BIG IS GONNA HAPPEN!
-AMANDA
