Chapter 12

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I woke up in the Hospital Wing. Someone was holding my hand. I looked over and saw Harry holding it. I shuttered and sat up, not wanting to pull my hand away, since I didn't want to be rude.

"How do you feel?" Harry asked, as Hermione, Ron, Neville, and Remus leaned over me.

"Weak, and hungry. What time is it?" I said. Remus looked at his watch and said. "Quarter after noon. Have some chocolate."

Remus handed me half of his chocolate bar and I grabbed it. I took a small bite and looked at Harry.

"What happened?" I asked him. "In class, when the boggart changed into a dementor, you fainted. Y-you looked like you were hearing something horrible. It was like you were being tortured." Harry said.

I looked from Harry to Remus. I leaned back in the bed. I felt my eyes glass up. I don't know if it was because of my Father being in Azkaban for my whole life, or if it was just the dementors having such a strong affect on me, but I wanted to know why the dementors did that.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked. I shook my head, not wanting to say.

"We're going to go. See you guys in the common room." Hermione said, turning Ron around. She led him out of the room by the arm.

Remus looked at me, and shrugged his shoulders. "I'm going to go. I have a class soon. I'll see you tonight Rhea." He said. Remus turned and left the Hospital Wing.

It was me and Harry, all alone, and it was dead silent. Madame Pomefry was in her office. Harry hadn't let go of my hand, and it was getting more and more awkward for me.

"Uhm, Rhea, I've been meaning to ask you something." Harry said, sitting a little closer to me. I looked into his eyes, wanting to know what he was going to ask.

"And will you get out of my head, I want you to find out by me telling you."

"How did you know I was reading your mind?" I asked, very confused.

"You always make eye contact. Hard, eye contact. You have really pretty eyes. The grey colour is beautiful." Harry said. I blushed and brought me knees up to my chest.

"So, anyway. Rhea..." Harry said, I looked over at him as he started talking again. "Uhm, on the first trip to Hogsmeade, do you want to go on a date with me?"

I began panicking. I didn't want to say no, but I can't date Harry.

"I-I, I mean, I guess so." I let slip out. I automatically regretted it. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, forcing myself to sit next to Harry. He then lifted me up bridal style and set me back down on the bed. I tried to sit up, but Harry lightly pushed me back.

"Get some rest." He said, taking my hand again. I shuttered, pure panic and fear overcoming me.

"But I'm fine." I said. "Really, I'm fine, I can go."

"No, stay here." Harry said. "Finish the chocolate your dad gave you. I'll go ask and make sure Madame Pomfrey says it's ok for you to go."

Harry let go of my hand and stood up. He walked up to the door of Madame Pomfrey's office and knocked on the door. He looked back at me, and I half grinned. Madame Pomfrey opened the door and started talking to Harry. I couldn't hear what they were saying, and I kept eating my chocolate.

Harry walked back over and said. "You can go, we still have a half hour for lunch so we better hurry."

I nodded and swung my legs over the bed. Harry held out his hand to help me up. I reluctantly took it and he helped me up. He pulled me so hard that I flew into his arms. Harry caught me and my arms flew around his neck. I looked into his eyes and saw that he wanted to kiss me.

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