A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it's been SO long since I've updated, I've been really busy graduating high school and adjusting to college life. But here's the next chapter! I hope you enjoy:)

Chapter 13-Scares and Scars

Ginny whirled around the field, lazily doing warm-up drills. She searched the enormous crowd, and then she saw them. Her family, a big red-headed blur. Her mum and dad of course were wrapped in a harpies' blanket, sharing some hot chocolate and holding up signs that showed support of #5—Ginny Potter. Ron and Hermione were sitting next to them, holding hands but arguing. Ginny thought to herself that something's never change. And there was Bill and George, laughing with Angelina sitting in front of them. And then she spotted Harry, her handsome husband. All decked out in Harpies' colors green and gold, with Teddy in his lap. He saw Ginny and waved Teddy's little hand at her.

"Ginnn…knee!" Teddy exclaimed, Harry lovingly smiling at them.

Ginny blew her boys a kiss. That had brightened up her entire day.

"POTTER!" a voice boomed behind her. Ginny sighed and turned around, to look at Gwenog. "You better be warm. We're starting up drills now." Ginny obediently (although it killed her) flew over to the others.

The winds were high and visibility was difficult as Ginny chased the snitch all over the field. In and around towers, going so low to the ground that she could practically feel blades of grass on her legs, to going so high in the sky that the air pressure made her dizzy. Occasionally she'd fly above her family and she would catch Teddy jumping up and down in Harry's arms, out of the corner of her eye. She could feel Harry's eyes, strategizing her every move and telepathically coaching her. Ginny pushed herself beyond the limit to catch up to the snitch. She was neck in neck with Puddlemere's seeker, both stretching their hands out. The snitch hurriedly dove up and down through the air, sending two dizzy seekers out of control of their brooms. It leveled out and they again went on the battle of stretching, it was at the tips of Ginny's long, slender fingers.

"She's doing really well!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed to Harry as she took Teddy out of his arms, to give him a break.

"She phenomenal." Harry stated. He couldn't help but to think of those years he and Ginny played for Gryfindor's Quidditch team together. Ginny always had his back and she was the best seeker he could've asked for.

The Weasley blood in her kicked into gear and she pushed herself beyond her limit and enclosed the snitch in her hand. The crowd went insane, Harry jumping to his feet and victoriously cheering. Ginny proudly held the snitch in the air, for all the world to see. The Harpies bombarded Ginny, hugging her from their brooms and cheering. Someone was missing though, Ginny realized as she looked over the crowd of her teammates. And then she saw her, hovering behind the rest. Gwenog.

"You did good, Potter." She simply stated. Ginny smiled and looked down to her husband. She blew a kiss to him and laughed as he dramatic jumped to catch it. Teddy giggled from Mrs. Weasley's arms.

Suddenly, the winds picked up to horrid speeds and everyone in the air was taken off guard. All the Quidditch players were thrown, bumping into each other. Ginny, who didn't have either hands on her broom, was swept away the roughest. Two beaters from Puddlemere collided with Ginny; the hit sent her off her broom and down a 40 foot drop. The whole crowd gasped, but to Harry the entire universe had gone silent. His heart stopped as his beautiful, precious wife's body slammed into the ground. He ran and pushed people out of the way until he reached her on the field. Healers surrounded her and checked for consciousness.

"Sir, you need to stay back while we help her." One of the healers instructed Harry.

"No! That's my wife." Harry yelled as he shoved the healer. He knelt down to Ginny's side. She looked like she was sleeping, but as he looked down to what the Healers were examining, things looked a lot worse. There were heaps of Ginny's blood and a white splintery object in view as her Quidditch uniformed pants were being cut open.

She felt as if she had the hangover from hell, it was worse than that one summer she, Harry, Ron, and the twins had gotten trashed off of stolen alcohol from Great Aunt Muriel. She slowly opened her eyes to see the familiar ceiling of Grimmauld Place.

"…..Hhhhaaarrry." She whispered, her throat as dry as sand paper. Harry woke up from her side with a gasp.

"Ginny, baby…you're awake." He smiled, kissing her lips.

"What happened to me?" She asked, in between kisses.

Harry looked at her solemnly, "You fell off your broom, from about 40 feet or so." Ginny gasped. "But you're okay now. The healers took great care of you. You're parents and everyone just left a bit ago, you've been asleep for hours." Ginny looked down at her leg in a green cast.

"How do you feel? Do you want something?" Harry asked worriedly, but she shook her head.

"Am I going to be able to walk?" Ginny asked terrified.

"Yes, sweetie." Harry kissed her forehead. Ginny exhaled and laid back down, staring straight ahead. She was in deep thought for a long moment.

"Oh man. I fell off my broom? That's such rubbish…it could've been something better like the whole team swarmed me and I took nose-dive, taking them all with me!"

Of course Ginny would be upset over this! Harry thought to himself.

"Oh Gin. You're ridiculous! I was so worried about you." Harry sighed, lying down next to her. Ginny sighed and kissed his cheek. "I was so proud of you though, Gin." He whispered, pushing her bright red hair out of her face.

Ginny scoffed, "I'm sure you were SO proud of your uncoordinated wife!"

Harry wrinkled his nose at her, " You know what I meant. You played incredibly, Gin!"

"Are you trying to score tonight, honey?" Ginny giggled as she moved herself on top of him, careful with her leg. " 'Cause it might just work." She whispered, fiery eyes burning into Harry's.

"I'm serious!" Harry laughed. "I've never seen anyone play like you do."

Ginny sweetly smiled, another reason to love her husband. He was forever complementing her. "I disagree, I think you're the best Quidditch player I've ever seen. But thank you anyway, baby."

"No way. I was never as fast as you!"

She smiled and put her hand on his cheek, "I love you honey, but you are getting delusional. And you look TIRED." She laughed.

He put his hand on top of hers, "You're a hard girl to keep up with, Gin." He chuckled.

"You should talk, Mr. Chosen One!" she giggled, "Now you know what I went through all those years. Watching from the sidelines as you took on that dragon for the Tri-Wizard tournament! Or Voldemort."

They laid there holding each other for a moment, thinking in silence.

"Those hours you were unconscious, I didn't know what to do with myself." Harry whispered, running his fingers through her beautiful, fiery red hair. " It practically killed me. I don't know how I ever went all those years apart from you."

Ginny smiled, a small tear leaving her eye. "You had it easy, Harry. You were so busy, saving the wizarding world that you hardly ever had time to think about me. I, on the other hand, thought about you every single second, of every day. Last year, when I was alone at Hogwarts, I sought out any piece of information I could get my hands on about how you were doing. Just to know the Voldemort didn't have you. I must've driven my family crazy, calling them every day for updates. But they never had any."

Harry brushed his thumb over her jaw line. "You know when I was on the run last year, I used to listen to the radio with Ron every night to make sure you weren't on that list of missing kids. It drove me crazy but it was the only way I could sleep at night. Knowing that you were out there somewhere, away from Voldemort and all his evilness. On most of those days, you were the only thing I had left to fight for."

Ginny brought her lips to his. "I love you." She whispered, almost too low to hear.

He kissed her back, being delicate with her. "And I love you." He said, kissing each of her eyelids.

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