Chapter 14: The ministry

I swivel my head from left to right cautiously as I swiftly walk through the atrium of the ministry with my right hand clutching my wand, the place was deserted however, I had put a disillusion charm on me...just in case.

'Please be here. Please be here' I murmur in my head repeatedly as I walk into the corridor that held the door that would open to the Department of Mysteries.

I look around frantically trying to locate Mr. Weasley but to no avail I couldn't see him anywhere but to my confusement I could feel he was here. There niggling at the back of my mind, I could feel another presence. Maybe it was because I was bonded to his son...who knows.

I murmur quietly, "Homeo Revelio."

I hear a swish of material and there, materialised was Arthur Weasley, convulsing on the floor, an invisibility cloak laying next to him.

"Mr Weasley?" I murmur quietly, touching his shoulder.

I see his pain filled eyes look up at me, "Who are you?" He croaks.

I wave my wand over him, muttering the few healing spells I knew, I look at him quickly before I apparate, changing my eyes back to their natural grey, "I'm in love with one of your sons."

CRACK! We landed in the emergency ward of St. Mungo's healers rush towards Mr. Weasley, levitating him and waving there wands over him and at the same time trying to stuff potions down his throat. Before being carted out the room he weakly turns to me and asks, "Which one?"

I smile slightly, "Fred." I murmur quietly, before spinning on the spot and leaving St. Mungos with a CRACK!.