Secrets Only Trouble Knows - George Weasley

46 - Goodbye, Year Four

I scrambled to my feet, feeling a gush of warm liquid dripping down the back of my head but I didn't even care about having hit my head at all. Trembling, I spun on my heels, stumbling over to the wall of rocks that was blocking me from getting to Harry.

"W-what about Harry, though?" Ron asked, following after to me eagerly. "What exactly did you see? Is he okay? What about Ginny? What's going on?!"

I didn't look at him. I couldn't focus on anything other than how badly I wanted to rip this wall apart and create a whole big enough for me to slip through. With a newfound sense of determination and as if I'd just been jacked up with superhuman strength, I immediately gripped onto the first rock I saw and began yanking at it as hard as I could, ignoring the fact that tears were clouding my vision and the back of my head was pounding.

"Ginny's alive, barely— Harry was there with a pheonix— Voldemort, in a sixteen-year-old's body— the basilisk, a wretched-looking thing—" I grunted in between each rock that I was desperately pulling on with all of my might and throwing onto the ground at my feet. "I-it was awful, Ron— it was about to attack him right when I was sucked out of my episode— I need to get to Harry— I need to save him— have to help Ginny— I need to move these rocks—"

I was fully aware that everything I was saying to Ron probably made no sense but I didn't have time to give him the full run-down on what I'd witnessed. The fact that I'd even gotten out that much to him during my frantic and panicked state right now was a miracle in itself.

"Help me, Ron!" I shouted after he'd just been staring at me unmoving, white-faced.

Immediately he stepped up to my side and together we began tearing at the wall of rocks before us. With so much pent up fear and desire to get to those we loved, we'd now begun to make significant impact on the wall. After at least five minutes of working hard at it as if the world was ending, there was finally a hole in the wall big enough to fit through.

I was just about to squeeze through it and charge into the Chamber of Secrets myself when I suddenly saw, through the hole I'd made, three flickering figures off in the distance.

"Nova! Is that you?!" Harry's voice called out and I swore I'd never in my life been so relieved to hear it.

"Harry!" Ron yelled excitedly.

"Yes! Yes!" I choked out, beginning to sob from how I was now feeling both so overwhelmed yet so happy at the same time. "It's me! I'm right here!"

"I've got Ginny! We're okay! Everything's okay!" Harry shouted back, and I watched with joy as the two of them—alongside the fluttering phoenix—came bolting up to the hole.

I stepped back and they squeezed through it, falling down onto the ground at my feet. My knees buckled and I collapsed practically on top of Harry and Ginny, wrapping my arms around them in the biggest hug I'd ever given in my entire life. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I held onto them tightly and I could feel Ron joining our group as well.

"Oh, Merlin, I was so worried!" I croaked, shaking my head frantically. "I had an episode! I saw you two in there— Ginny, you were lying on the ground barely breathing and I was so afraid for you— and then Harry, I saw you talking to Voldemort himself— the next thing I knew, the basilisk was coming out of Slytherin's mouth and heading right for you— I thought for sure I was about to witness you being killed— then I woke up here again and started freaking out while I tried to get to you both—"