Molly hadn't slept, but she'd managed to lie down on the sofa and rest her tired body, at least. Her mind, however, went in circles, working on the unsolvable puzzle that was her daughter's ailment.
Even the healers didn't know what to do with her...
She'd just sat up, ready to head into the kitchen for tea, when an owl swooped through the open window and landed on her knee. "Pushy thing," she said, taking the scroll and shooing it off.
From Arthur. Merlin...
Ginny was awake...
Molly didn't remember finding her shoes or her cloak, but she had them when she grabbed up the Floo powder and stepped through to the Hospital, then hurried up to Ginny's room.
"Arthur? Ginny, love... Hello, darling..." She made her way to her daughter's bedside, perching on the edge and leaning to stroke her hair. All the hours she'd sat here and watched her daughter sleep, and now she was awake..."