She figured that Harry had probably already arrived at the Burrow weeks before and was apparently right. He must have heard her downstairs because he had his wand in hand. She couldn't blame him. He couldn't have known it was she and not you know who. It must have been nighttime there as well because he was in his pajamas.
As soon as he saw the blood her ran to her.
"Hermione!" he yelled, waking the whole house up. He grabbed the nearest blanket he could find and wrapped it around her arm tightly. She whimpered and started to cry hard. The pain was excruciating.
Ron was the next show up, followed by Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Percy and lastly Mr. Weasley whom all gasped when they took sight of Hermione.
"Hermione! What happened?" Ron screamed! He ran by her side and helped Harry bring her to the couch.
Percy rushed over to her aid as well. He grabbed his wand preparing to help with her wound, but was stopped by his father.
"Hermione, what happened to you? Talk to us!" Percy pleaded.
"Hermione, why haven't you been writing? We never heard from you after you left the station. We've been worried sick! Then you show up like this?" Ron was wanted to ask more but was stopped as Percy put his hand on his shoulder telling him to stop.
Hermione could barely find the words to speak. The pain kept getting worse, enabling her to be able to speak very clearly.
"S-he, shot m-m-me. Mom and D-dad are gone. The p-people they put me w-with. P-please don't send m-me back. I-I can't go back," all she had managed to get out before she slipped into complete darkness.