[Now just to show how I think some of the other characters and family members would have felt, as well as more into what I think would have happened]
Since the death of Dumbledore and the attack at Hogwarts, the ministry had become rather busy with complaints about the schools safety as well as learning what actually happened how these Death Eaters managed to infiltrate Hogwarts so easily. Percy moved sat down at his desk quickly thumbing through some paperwork, before realising there was someone standing in front of his desk obviously waiting for his attention. Why? He had no idea surely this guy had better things to do with his time than stand here there were all sorts of things which needed attending to, he really had no time to just stand there. Slowly looking up Percy gave him a very pained expression "Yes is there anything I can help you with?" Percy glared at him eye brows raised awaiting his excuse for dawdling when there was stuff to be done, the Ministry was not going to run itself, the man standing before him was dressed rather neatly and presentable he was probably in a position higher than Percy but not for long. "Mr. Weasley are you sure you don't want any time off all things considered" Percy gave him an appalled look why on Earth would he want time off, "With everything to be done around here this is not time for taking a day of surely you would understand that" Percy moved to the other side of his office where he went through the filling cabinet to go through all his nicely organised papers, it seemed the man still had not got the impression that Percy was not going anywhere, since he was still gazing over it him with an odd expression. "Look Percy, family is everything it's understandable if you want some time off" With that the man left his office, but before he did placed a copy of the daily prophet at the top of all his organised paperwork. Moving back across his office Percy slowly picked up the paper as he predicted the front cover of the Daily Prophet DUMBLEDORE DIES AS DEATH EATERS INVADE HOGWARTS, it was just a slight over exaggeration of course. Why on earth had this idiot been talking about time off then? Allowing his eyes to quickly scan through the writing, one section caught his eye 'There were very few casualties in the battle including the mauling of the son of well known Arthur Weasley who won our Galleon Draw several years ago, their eldest son Bill is recovering after being brutally attacked by the infamous werewolf Fenrir Greyback, the true extent of his injuries as of yet have not been found out.'
It then continued to speculate as to how the Death Eaters entered the castle, Percy had to pause and sit down for a moment Bill ... but nothing ever happened to Bill he had always seemed untouchable in his opinion oh poor Bill, quickly heading over to his stack of mail Percy quickly searched it for a letter from his mother or anyone, but stopped himself. For Percy knew for a fact that there would not be a letter from them, why would they have bothered to try and tell him? Percy could not help but feel right he had told his parents that their lack of allegiance to the ministry would cause them harm in the future and he had been correct, still despite his anger with his parents and siblings Percy could not help but feel rumours and sorrowful after what happened to Bill. Though he would not visit, he had not visited when his father had been in hospital and he would not visit now Bill would understand, well he probably would not but they should do, after everything Dumbledore had said all it had done was earn him an early grave, what people needed was true faith in their ministry, something his family did not have.
Discarding the paper in his waste paper basket Percy continued to sort out his desk, maybe now his parents would rethink their decisions and realise how foolish they had been ripping up an old copy of a letter this joined the newspaper in his bin. When would his family learn about the true consequences of their actions and the stupid decisions that they had once made need to be changed before he was ready to accept them again. Despite all his anger at the decisions his parents and siblings had made, Percy could not help but worry about his older brother, Bill had only teased him light heartedly and had always been there for him as someone to talk to, help with homework, whatever he needed really.
Molly had not slept all night, neither had Arthur they had spent the evening cuddled together on the sofa, both distraught about what had happened to their eldest son. The two of them were originally going to stay at the castle, but had decided to leave Bill in Fleur's capable hands, though there was not much she could do for him or any of them for that matter it was just a waiting game to see how the scars healed and when Bill would awaken. Everything seemed rather blurry for Molly, she had spent half of the night crying for her dear son very gently she wiped the tears from her eyes and cheeks; looking up at Arthur she did the same for him. It was not often she saw her husband so struck with sorrow and despair, rather pale in comparison to his usual look, he did his best to smile down at her but it was obviously hard he was their son for goodness sake they had a right to be upset. Despite all this melancholy, Molly could not help but feel just a little bit of joy for Fleur had not left Bill's side, she had remained with him in his hour of need and had made it rather clear that her love for him was stronger than Molly had previously thought. This was good for if she had shuddered and turned away, Molly had been sure that Bill would never really recover he would need her now more than ever the two of them needed to be strong.
Wiping a fresh set of tears from her eyes Molly turned to her husband again "Do you want ... should I make some Tea?" Her voice cut out half way through the sentence but she knew Arthur would not mind or say anything, he understood how distraught she felt. He leant forwards and kissed her gently on the forehead 'Tea would be wonderful my dear' With this Molly bustled of into the kitchen, she was sure that if she kept herself busy and moving her heart would not focus too much on Bill and how he was doing and whether he was awake yet, this way she might get a few things done. However no matter how hard Molly tried to convince herself that it would take her mind of things, deep down she already knew that it would not and until Bill woke up she would constantly worry about him, this worry would probably continue until he left the hospital wing and went back to his normal life, even then she would probably still worry about him. Even if she had a temporary respite from worrying about Bill, the death of Dumbledore would float into her mind like a wondering spirit and the tears would return, for though she was crying for her son she was also crying and mourning one of the greatest wizards that ever lived. Tapping the kettle it quickly began to boil, Molly hurried around fetching cups, teabags, milk and all thing other things which were required to make tea before long she was returning into the living room with the cups one of which she handed to Arthur. "He will be alright won't he our William" The two of them had not really said much to one another since they had been at home and Molly just wanted Arthur to tell her that everything would be alright in the end, that nothing else could go wrong and that their family would always be safe. Even though she knew it was it was not true, 'Of course it will be Molly-wobbles' she could not help but giggle at her nickname which Arthur had given her, it always made her feel better and happier leaning over Arthur softly kissed Molly's fore head and wrapped his arm around her pulling her towards him even more, "Everything will be alright again one day my dear, everyone will be safe and our family will all be together even with a few more additions" By this Molly knew that Arthur was referring to the Hermione and Harry, the two of them had been like family ever since Ron met them in his first year and they were good additions, it was good to have another son and daughter the family even if they weren't biological they just might as well be with the amount of time they spent here.
As Molly returned with the tea Arthur pulled himself out of his world of thought, he had not seen his wife so sad for awhile when George lost his ear she had been rather distraught but George was awake and cracking jokes, besides that was not as serious as Bill's. He could not help but feel bad since he was unable to do anything to help her to stop her from feeling these emotions, to put his protective arms around her and their family, to stop them from being hurt. Though Arthur new all of this was impossible and the two of them had to face the reality that their children were in danger constantly due to the decisions the family had made. Looking up at Molly he accepted the tea from her doing his best to smile, but it did not seem right to smile not with Bill the way he was and with Dumbledore dead, no it was too tragic in deed. "Well I guess I am thinking about when Bill was a baby our very first baby and how excited you were to have him" He wrapped his spare arm around her shoulders pulling her closer towards him "Then I guess I am well worrying about him now with everything that has happened and how it is going to affect him, but as Remus said we won't really know until he wakes up" Arthur did not like worrying and it was odd to be worrying about Bill, he was usually the one that was perfectly fine and sorting everyone else out never really the one that had anything happen to him, until now. "It also makes you wonder what other people are going to think of him, you know what Bill is like he won't really care or at least show us that he cares, so that is another worry, but I would rather deal with all these worries and still have Bill then not have him and be planning a funeral" Looking towards Molly she nodded in agreement, it was a horrible thought the loss of Bill, but it had not happened Arthur was really thankful that it had not, it was a thought not worth thinking about.
There discussion however was interrupted when a bright orb of light flew through the window and sat on the table in front of them, after closer examination Arthur noted that it was not an orb but it resembled a swan and it was a patronus, very slowly the patronus considered the two of them carefully before opening its beak. "Bill es ewake, Ef you want to Vesit him" With that the light dissolved into nothingness, from the french accent Arthur knew immediately who had sent it, Fleur obviously the two of them quickly stood up and grabbed their coats and headed for the fire place using the Floo Network would be the quickest way into the castle since appiration into and out of Hogwarts was impossible due to the charms and spells surrounding the great school.
