Author's Note- Just wanted to say sorry for the HUGE cliffhanger ending last chapter. Well, what's a story without a little suspense? LoL. No matter, here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy. Thanks for all the reviews. Keep em coming :):):)


Chapter 7

Haven't We Suffered Enough?

Hermione and George rushed to their friend's side. Hermione carefully rolled Harry onto his back and checked for a pulse. She found one but it was extremely weak.

"We've got to get him to St. Mungo's," Hermione said, the panic in her voice evident. George nodded solemnly and the two took off. They dashed back to their room and threw on proper clothes. In a matter of minutes they were ready and apparated themselves and Harry to St. Mungo's.

As soon as they arrived a Healer came rushing towards them. "I told him not to go off. He wouldn't listen," before George or Hermione were able to say anything the Healer was levitating Harry down the long corridor. They both ran after her, trying to navigate their way through the people milling about. The Healer disappeared into a room but before Hermione could follow George caught her sleeve.

"What?" Hermione practically bit his head off.

George just pointed across the hall. Fred paced nervously in front of a closed door. Without saying a word George made his way over to his twin, Hermione trailed close behind him.

"What the hell has happened?" George demanded as they reached Fred.

Fred stood, his face pale, every freckle on his face standing out. "Is Harry alright? He just disappeared on me. Didn't tell me where he was going or anything."

"What happened?" George repeated in his rough tone.

"Harry came to out flat but then he collapsed. The Healer just took him in that room," Hermione pointed to the room.

"What happened?" George was aggravated he wasn't getting the answer he wanted.

"The Burrow was attacked," Fred's face fell. "I wasn't there but I came as soon as I heard news from the hospital," he murmured.

"Attacked?" Hermione reached for George's hand and squeezed it tightly.

Fred nodded, his expression somber. "Dad is alright. His arm's just broken. Mum and Ginny," Fred began to choke up. "Mum and Ginny aren't doing too good. Mum…" Fred tried to regain some of himself but was having trouble. "The Healer's aren't sure if Mum is going to make it."

George couldn't breathe. "Oh dear God. What about Ginny?"

"Ginny," tears now ran freely down Fred's face. "Ginny is messed up real bad. I haven't heard word about the baby yet either. I'm not sure if the baby's alright."

"What about Arianna? What about my baby?" Hermione commanded. George's eyes bore into Fred, waiting for his brother to answer the question.

"Maybe you two should sit down," Fred's voice quivered.

"Answer the question," George shouted loudly. People around them all stop and looked over.

Fred's gaze fell to the floor. How was he supposed to say this? "She was taken."

"WHAT?" Hermione screamed. George's heart stopped.

Fred fell into one of the chairs lining the wall and found the courage to look up at his brother and sister-in-law. "She was taken by whoever attacked the Burrow."

George stood speechless. His baby, his daughter, his life had been taken. He felt Hermione let go of his hand and sensed her drop to the floor. Fred's hands covered his face.

"My baby," Hermione screamed to no one. "They took my baby," she was sobbing uncontrollably.

George dropped down beside her and tried to wrap his arms around her but she pushed him away. "They took my baby," she cried. "They took her. My baby."

George could feel his heart shattering. He attempted to wrap his arms around her a second time. She tried pushing him away again but he wouldn't let her. He held her close. His body began to shake as he too began to cry.

Hermione screamed into his chest. The tears falling down her face wouldn't stop. George had never seen her so hysterical. George had never felt so hysterical. "They took my baby," she kept repeating.

George held her tighter. "I'll get her back. I'll find her and I swear to you on my life that I will get her back. Do you hear me?" George pulled away from her. He gripped her face in his hands and made her look and him. "I will get her back. I will get our baby back."

Hermione seemed to calm down a bit. She struggled to catch her breath. Without saying anything she fell into George's arms. "George," she cried quietly.

"I promise you. I will bring our baby back," George closed his eyes and held onto Hermione. Why was this happening to them? Hadn't they suffered enough? Why was he being punished? He couldn't lose Arianna now. Not when he had just got back. If he couldn't get Arianna back he didn't know how he would be able to survive. How would Hermione able to survive? He would get Arianna back. He didn't care what he had to do but he would get his baby back.