Slytherins Heir [Draco X Reader] - Year Five

Chapter forty five - St. Mungo's

Y/n pov

You woke up in a panic and ran down the stairs hoping to find someone from the Order, things were clicking in your mind there had to be a reason you could talk to your sister and even more a reason she could have known that Arthur was in danger.

You were so lost in thoughts that it took you running into an unexpected hard surface to snap back to reality. You almost fell but were caught.

"Why the rush?" Sirius asked you. Making sure you could stand without his help.

"I've been thinking, why could my sister have known Arthur was in danger?" You asked him.

"There are several reasons-" You cut Sirius off.

"No! She had to be there! She had to be there, she couldn't have had the snake attack him and then have enough time to hear about it and then report to me, she had to be there or else Arthur would've been dead long before news reached me. Sirius what if she did this to him? What if she did this to get back at me? Am I causing this?" You asked him.

"No. Y/n stop it," Sirius said reining you in.

"Just please, you have to tell the order. I'm sure they already know but please, just in case." You begged him.

"Okay, okay, I will tell them. But you have to know he was injured doing work for the order. This attack has nothing to do with you." Sirius said.

"Okay..." You said short of breath.

"Now, get some rest and get dressed, the others will be up soon, I'll inform the Order and you'll get to see Arthur," Sirius said.

"Okay, thank you, Sirius." You said before you trotted back up the stairs to get changed out of the school uniform you had arrived in.

You were the first one up and pacing as everyone else came down, you played it off and you and Peter stuck close together. You were escorted out with Molly, Tonks and Moody. You were taking the underground to the very heart of London. You were lost in your thoughts. You and Peter kept quiet, you both respected that the Weasley kids would be the most worried about their father, which of course you understood. Peter didn't have much of a father, a good one anyway, you assumed that in a way Arthur made up for that, all the times Pete visited the Weasleys home, or even spending the entire summer with a family that cared for him... you didn't even know how abusive his real father was... it made you wonder if he truly gave himself all those scars.

Before you knew it you were in the heart of London, you walked around and a faint smile played your lips, you remembered when your sister had brought you here, it was a muggle place, but she brought you here for lunch and she'd tell you all about her cool classes, you'd go look at muggle window shops. You still had the blue glass raven that she had bought for you all those years ago. Your smile faded as you remembered how that would never happen again, and that your sister was not who she once was.

You were once again pulled from your thoughts when we all stopped at an abandoned building, it was dusty and dark and had a dishevelled looking doll inside. This was St. Mungo's? Your father had been here on business before but you've never seen it. Somehow you pictured it to be a bit more impressive.

"Wotcher, we're here to see Arthur Weasley," Tonks said to the doll.

It took a moment or two but the doll gave a nod and then beckoned with its finger. Tonks smiled and took Mrs. Weasley and Ginny and walks through the glass. Followed by Fred, George and Ron. Next, it was you and Peter. Walking through the glass felt like taking a dip in a cold shower, or perhaps a chunk of ice sliding down the back of your shirt but once you got inside that feeling melted away and you saw a very modern hospital with Healers everywhere. You felt warm and calm, it was weird to think but you liked it in here.