The two oldest Weasley siblings quickly stepped in front of their mother, who was covering her mouth with her hands in shock. They both approached the unmoving individual cautiously with their wands drawn. Bill slowly knelt down as Charlie carefully watched and nodded at Bill's questioning glance. Slowly Bill moved his left hand towards the hood of the cloak and then quickly pulled it back. There, on the rain drenched ground that was still being pounded by more rain, laid a girl with dark hair plastered to her face and dirt and blood, which had previously been caked on, running off due to the rain. With a gasp Charlie quickly moved toward his brother and the girl and quickly snatched her up. Bill in turn quickly moved back into the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley had retreated into the door way and four curious pairs of eyes were watching over her shoulder with worry shining through.

"Mum, we're going to need your sewing basket, bandages, rags, and some boiling water," Bill said as he quickly cleared the table of the various odds and ends that had ended up on it during the course of the day.

"My sewing basket?" Mrs. Weasley asked in shock.

"Yes, please hurry. That was Andy and she seems to be in bad shape," Bill said as he shooed everyone out of the door way and out of the kitchen and Mrs. Weasley scurried off to get the desired basket. "Also, we could probably use some spare clothes for her once we get her taken care of. Hermione, do you think you have something we could borrow for her?" Hermione quickly nodded before running up the stairs to Ginny's room, which she was currently sharing.

"What do you mean once she's taken care of? What's wrong with her?" Ron sounded panicked as he tried to get a look at Charlie and his cargo from over Bill's shoulder.

"Ron, please now is not the time," Charlie said as he laid Andy down on the table and started to remove her traveling cloak. "You two need to get out of here."

"What? No way, I want to help!" Ron stated as he once again tried to move into the kitchen.

"Ron, we're going to have to undress her since she is not only injured but also wet. You need to wait somewhere else," Bill said with a sigh. "Right now you are just keeping us from helping her. Ron just nodded as Bill turned away and started working on getting some boiling water. Harry and Ron stood there in the doorway for another minute or two watching as Charlie, covered in Andy's blood, tried to get her to wake up and was unsuccessful. The two didn't move until Mrs. Weasley and Hermione returned from their tasks.

The two females quickly took the boys out of the kitchen with them into the living room, which had now become more of a waiting room. The air was thick with worry and curiosity.

"Mum, what do you think happened to her?" Ron worried. "Charlie couldn't get her to even wake up! What if she's dead and we're just sitting here doing nothing? And there was so much blood!"

Mrs. Weasley, who was sitting there staring into space and pale, simply shook her head. "We have to let the boys try and help her, Ron. I have no idea how to treat some of those wounds I saw. We just have to hope that Bill and Charlie can help her."

"HARRY!" Charlie called from the kitchen. "WE NEED YOUR HELP IN HERE!" Ron just looked at Harry and gulped.

"You better go mate." Harry nodded and quickly scurried into the kitchen. He stood there looking at what Bill and Charlie were doing and trying to figure out how he could help. The wooden table at which he had just eaten lunch a few hours ago seemed to almost be stained red. Blood was everywhere and when he looked at the practically naked girl on the table, who was apparently Andy, he saw gashes, bruises, and limbs bent at strange angles. Bill was leaning over her stomach and seemed to be threading a needle with black thread while Charlie was talking quietly to Andy.

"Harry get over here and hold her head," Charlie said as he stood by the table holding down Andy's arms. Harry quickly moved to do as he was told. Once he was holding her head still he allowed himself to get his first look at her face. The only thing he noticed though were the light gray, almost silver, colored eyes looking right back at him. "Come on Andy, we need you to stay away," Charlie replied as he held on tightly to her wrists.

Harry couldn't stop staring into the eyes of this girl he had never met. But then they started to droop and each time she blinked it would take longer and longer for her to open her eyes again. "HARRY! You need to help us keep her awake!" Charlie commanded once he noticed that she was starting to fall asleep again. Harry simply nodded and started to try and talk to this girl he had never met like Charlie had been when he first got to the kitchen.

As he was talking to her, Harry began to loosen his grip on her head, especially since she wasn't moving it. Right in the middle of him talking to her, suddenly Harry saw her eyes grow wide and her entire face tightened and she quickly tried to spring up. Charlie firmly held onto her arms and Harry quickly grabbed her head but ended up slamming it onto the table since she had already gotten it up pretty far.

"Careful Harry!" Charlie yelled as her body jerked. "And keep your eyes on her face!" he added as he saw Harry looking down to see what Bill was doing. The split second of seeing bones and blood and the bloody needle that Bill was now using to stitch the split skin together was enough to force Harry to turn to the side and vomit on the floor while still holding Andy's head. She was starting to fight both him and Charlie now. "Shh. Andy I know it's painful but you have to stop moving, the more you move the more it hurts," Charlie sadly replied before grunting and trying to keep her from moving again. "Harry, make sure to keep your eyes on her face, we don't want you seeing that again. Alright?"

Harry just nodded as he started talking nonsense to the girl lying on the table before him. Bill must have hit a particularly tender or painful spot because suddenly the girl screamed before biting her lip hard enough to draw blood and whimpered. The sound of someone being tackled to the ground was heard as well as Ron shouting at Hermione and Ginny to get off of him.

After what seemed like forever Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and heard Bill telling him that he could let go and step back now. Harry just continued to look into the light gray eyes of the girl in front of him until Charlie came and moved his hands from her head. Charlie proceeded to lean down, whisper something in Andy's ear and then kiss her on the forehead. After Charlie moved away, Harry noticed that Andy's eyes were closed. Looking back down Andy's body, Harry noticed that Charlie and Bill must have dressed her while he was zoned out. If not for the rise and fall of her chest, Harry would think that Andy had died. Suddenly Ron was by his side along with Hermione, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley joining the group of people around the table.

"What in the world happened to her?" Mrs. Weasley asked in a soft voice.

"Whoever did this to her did a number on her," Charlie responded with a shake of his head.

"Yeah, she had a lot of wounds. Luckily, the broken bones, blood loss, and some of the smaller injuries we were able to heal with magic. Most of the larger ones wouldn't respond to magic though. It's what we have been seeing for a couple of weeks now. Weapons are being used that create injuries that can't be magically healed. I had to stitch her up. It will be a couple days before she can probably even sit up. Though, knowing Andy, she will try and get up as soon as she wakes up," Bill added with a sigh.

"She will wake up though, right?" Ginny asked with a quaking voice.

"I certainly hope so," Charlie said with a grim face.