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Chapter 22

Happily Ever After

Saturday finally arrived and so had my parents. I greeted them with a huge hug each.

"How are you hun?" My mum asked me, with a look of pure concern on her face.

"I'm ok, I feel better than I have done since the accident. How are you guys?"

"Oh don't worry about us; we weren't the ones who fell fifty feet from a broomstick!" Dad commented, hmm he does have a fair point! Soon enough the greetings were done and we were all sitting around the table enjoying a fantastic roast chicken dinner a la Mrs.Weasley, yum!

When all the plates were cleared, the Weasleys left the kitchen so I could talk to my parents.

"Hmm, let me guess, time to face up to school again?" I looked at the two of them, they smiled.

"Well, if you're up for it, but actually before we discuss that we'd like to talk to you about how lucky you are."

"Your mother is right dear, there are people a lot worse off than you, you are lucky to be alive, lucky to be able to walk at all!" He had a tear in his eye; I have never seen him cry. The kitchen was silent except for a few sobs. I thought about it, he was totally right.

"How could I have been so selfish, full of pity for myself just because I can't play sports! I never thought about all the really good things in my life for ages! I mean I have you guys, Oliver, my friends, what more do I want?" I felt two pairs of arms wrap around me.

"We're so proud of you, and you can't blame yourself, it was perfectly normal to mourn for something you loved, now you just gotta move on and explore everything else that's out there." Boy my parents rock!

"I'm ready to go back. Thank you." Right then a bit of my common sense came back to me, like I hadn't been thinking straight before. I needed to be with my friends and Olly of course, they must be worried. Oliver better have taken up the job as captain, there are matches to be played, and we need a seeker. Wah quidditch brain was not affected by that fall. Maybe old McGonagle had a point, I could coach or manage or something, could be fun. I spent the rest of the day chilling out at the Weasleys, doing the whole bonding thing with the old folks! We all stayed at the Burrow that night and when I awoke the next morning it was time to leave. I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs. I was the last to rise so everyone was eating breakfast when I entered the kitchen.

"Can't floo on an empty stomach, come on now dear, eat up!" Mrs.Weasley put a full English breakfast in front of me and I scoffed the whole thing, what, like the woman said, I couldn't floo on an empty stomach, and anyways, who am I to leave some of Mrs.Weasleys cooking behind! After breakfast we all stood by the big open fire. I hugged both my parents and the Weasleys, gave them a huge thank you and grabbed some floo powder from the pot beside the fireplace.

"DUMBLEDORES OFFICE, HOGWARTS!" I shouted and I felt my body forced from the burrow at once. I watched all the blurs of fire as I spinned around, soon they started to slow down and finally I stepped out of the fireplace and into Dumbledore's round office. I wasn't greeted by the headmaster but by a young man with an uncertain grin on his face, standing with his hands in his pockets. I broke into a huge smile and he ran towards me, pulled me into a hug and spun me around.

"Cara, I missed you, I was so worried, are you ok?" He held his head back a bit and looked deeply into my eyes.

"I love you." He whispered with the most meaningful look on his face, the same one he had a few years later at the top of the church when he slid the ring on my finger, and the same look he has every time he looks at me.

"I love you too."

A/N Thank you so much to everyone who ever gave this story a chance and decided to read it, even if you didn't review but do please now as it's all finished! Thanks again, Ciara xxx