SCARLETT: THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX

Chapter 19: Mr Weasley Attacked

WARNING- MENTIONS SUICIDE.

'I'm sorry
I'm so sorry now' - Let you down, NF.
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Mr Weasley was ok. He was pretty bad when the Order found him, and if Harry...Wonderful Harry hadn't have said anything, or hadn't dreamt it, Mr Weasley would have been dead.

We went to St Mungo's, a light green hospital that reeked worse than a Muggle hospital, and when we weren't going to visit Mr Weasley, we were hanging up Christmas decorations and listening to Sirius belting out Christmas carols as he and I together put up and trimmed the Christmas tree.

On the first visit, however, we heard something we probably shouldn't of...

Flashback

"Are you feeling any better?" Mrs. Weasley asked as she kissed him on the forehead.

"I'm doing just fine," he said cheerfully. "I just wish that they would let me go home already."

Ginny bent down and hugged her father and everyone looked at the bandages with concern. There was no way that they would allow him to go home in this condition.

"Why can't they take the bandages off?" George asked.

"Well, every time they do the bites start bleeding again," he said nonchalantly. "It's a real pain if you ask me. Apparently that snake's venom makes sure that the wounds won't close themselves."

"There isn't any sort of antidote?" Fred asked.

"They're working on one now," Mr. Weasley said. "Until then I have to drink a Blood Replenishing potion every hour."

"That's awful," Ginny said.

Mr. Weasley then went on ranting about some man selling these biting doorknobs to Muggles and now they were in St. Mungo's. I briefly wondered how they were going to keep that quiet, but I figured that they would just hit the Muggles with a memory charm before they left so they wouldn't remember anything.

"So what were you doing there really?" Fred asked out of nowhere.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"I mean..." Fred lowered his voice. "You were undercover, right? So what were you doing?"

"What kind of question is that to ask your father?" Mrs. Weasley snapped. "He's recovering - leave him be."

"It's not your business Fred," Mr. Weasley said. "It's strictly our business - none of you need to be worrying yourselves about it."

"We are all wondering - " George started.

"Enough," Mrs. Weasley demanded. "Now Tonks and Mad-Eye are in the hallway waiting to visit - you all go out for a moment and let us talk."

She nearly shoved us all out of the room just before Mad-Eye and Tonks walked in. Knowing that they would be talking about business with the Order, we all crowded around the door and attempted to press out ears to it.

"How about we use these?" George asked.

We all turned around and found him holding up the flesh colored strings that we all knew to be Extendable Ears. He handed each of us one and we stuck them in our ears as the other end squirmed underneath the door.

"Do you think that Dumbledore has been waiting for him to be seeing things like this?" I heard Mrs. Weasley say.

"Probably," Mad-Eye grunted. "That kid is a whole different sort."

"All I'm saying is that it's worrying Dumbledore," Mrs. Weasley said. "And it should be worrying us too - even though what he saw was a blessing you have to wonder what's going on."

"Molly, we already know what's going on," Tonks said. "Or at least we have a really good idea."

"You-Know-Who must be possessing him."Mad-Eye said. "I don't know how and I don't even know if he knows he's doing it - but something isn't right. Seeing through the eyes of You-Know-Who's snake can never be a good sign."

End of Flashback

I remember Harry being pretty shaken up after that. Hermione and Ron went to comfort him straight away.

I didn't though. We were still a bit cold after the whole 'Draco' thing. I just smiled sadly and went back down stairs from the ward. The others mentioned later that they'd seen Lockart there. He gave them autographs, vain as ever. Even loss of memory couldn't change that.

Anyway, present day. I went downstairs for lunch and saw Ginny in the kitchen.

"Hey Gin." I said, pouring myself some apple juice. "Where are the others?"

"Garden." she said simply.

I picked up my juice and the back door keys, heading for the garden. I opened it up and saw them in a circle, whispering. They stopped as soon as I came over.

I hate it when people do that.

I sighed and sat down at the dusty garden table, sipping my juice. Eliza and I had a Order meeting later. I don't know what it was going to be about, but Dumbledore looked grave.

Anyway, I went back inside a few hours later because it was getting really cold, and so did the others. They went into the sitting room near the fire and started chatting again. I glared at them.

Eliza came downstairs and we both went into the kitchen for the meeting. Dumbledore was there, holding a spreadsheet and looking even graver than this morning.

"Girls," he started, "I'm afraid to tell you that Miss White tried to commit suicide last night. She's okay, but would like to see you to immediately. Mr Dellar is already there."

I gasped and started crying. This was what I had always feared. I never thought it would actually happen, though.

Eliza was in shock. Her mouth gaped open and tears appeared in her eyes. I had one question; why not tell us this morning?

"Professor," I said between tears,"why did you wait until tonight to tell us?"

"So, now that Molly has ordered the others to bed, you can leave discreetly without having to answer any questions." He said. I nodded. "Go pack some clothes and other things, quietly." he said softly.

Eliza and I tried desperately to compose ourselves before creeping upstairs. Dumbledore also said we should only get a few things, as we would be coming back.

I packed 3 T-Shirts and a pair of jeans. Then I packed my MP3 player and headphones, a book and my diary, all in a shoulder bag. Then I picked up Star and went downstairs.

Eliza came downstairs shortly after. We didn't speak, but we could feel the other's silent pain.

"Right," said Dumbledore, "Let's go."

We gathered round a glowing blue portkey and felt ourselves being hurled away...

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Suspense! What will happen next? What will Eden's condition be?

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