The Universe Against Us

AGAIN?

Ginny and I race down the hall as I follow her to Dumbledores office. "Ginny what's happened?" I ask, not understanding or comprehending this one bit. 

She stops and takes a mere glance at me. I can see now, that her eyes are swollen and her cheeks are damp. "Hey, hey, it's going to be just fine" I rush to her and wrap my arms around her. 

She nods in my shoulder. We stand in silence for a moment, no one wanting to talk. "Lets go" she says through a sniffle.

I nod and let go of her. I follow her up the winding staircase. The password is Horntail this time, I suppose it is past midnight. I see Harry, Hermione and all the Weasleys {the ones still attending Hogwarts that is}. My eyes go wide. "What happened?" I ask again. 

"Ms.Granger, please have a seat" Dumbledore says slowly. 

I eye him suspiciously, but, take a seat on a plumb chair. It is slightly comfy. Probably the pillow I am leaning on I guess. Feels like satin but surely Dumbledore wouldn't have satin-  actually, the Slytherins have bloody silk sheets. Well that could be funding from parents. Not important. "Mr.Weasley, has been attacked and sent to Saint Mungles Hospital" he explains.

I fight the urge to slap a hand over my mouth. "Again?! Is he okay? How was he attacked? Who attacked him? Wh-" I start rambling but Dumbledore puts up a finger for me to basically shut up. 

"He isn't breathing on his own so this is very urgent, I thank you for your concern but that isn't why I called you so late in the night" he raises an eyebrow just a centimetre but enough for me to notice. 

I let out a sigh. "I called you here because the Weasleys are leaving tonight, to go see their father, and they have also request you and Ms.Granger to come along."

My shoulders sag a bit from exhaustion. "Okay, I will go pack, for how long?" I ask Dumbledore. 

"All your stuff will be sent to the Burrow" He gives me another look.

I try to not roll my eyes. That would get me in deep trouble. Instead, I nod my head. "Okay then" I sigh. "Hennerick should be here shortly to apparate you to the hospital" Dumbledore gestures over to all of us.

We nod our heads. Hermione rushes over to me. "You, Ron or Harry better explain" I glare at her. 

"A group of Deatheaters attack the Ministry earlier this night, Arthur was hurt, the only reason Harry knows is because he saw it" she explains.

I glare up to Harry. "Harry you can't do that! You know how dangerous it is!" I shout at him. 

I am slight fully grateful he did but in the end we would've known about Arthur one way or another. This was just a quicker way. He rubs his forehead. "I know I know, but I just- I thought I could let him in, control it, Dumbledore said I was ready" he defends, shooting a sorry look to Dumbledore for throwing him under the bus. 

It takes all of my will to not scream at Dumbledore. He knows very well how stupid Harry is. One rash move and it is over. I run a hand down my face while groaning. 

Just then a loud crack and a slim man appears. He has great posture, black beady eyes, grey hair that drops down to his shoulders. His broad shoulders look as though they could cut right through me. He looks like he is in his late 60's. "Hennerick!" Dumbledore exclaims. 

He walks over to the man in a blue suit and embraces him in a hug. "Thank you for coming here on such short notice" Dumbledore chimes.

Hennerick lets out a grunt before rushing us over to his side. "You" he points to Ron, "take my left hand, and uh lets see..oh yes you" he points to Harry. "You take Dumbledores hand, along with the pretty girl with the red hair, as for you two" he turns to Hermione and I. "You two take my other hand" he orders us all around.