Chapter 10:
The Order was gathered around Tonks. They had felt a pulse, but were all quite sure that she needed Saint Mungo's badly.
"I'll take her. I'll hold her and apparate to St. Mungo's." Lupin said softly.
"No, you can't do that. You can't apparate inside this room or else Hermione and I would be far away from here by now. Carry her outside, then apparate." Ron informed Lupin.
Lupin didn't need telling twice, he picked her up as if he was cradling a baby, and walked out of the room. The Order turned to their second problem, Harry.
"How do we get him… um… un- Imperiused?" asked Neville.
"As far as either of us know, he has to by will. Or the wizard casting the spell has to stop casting it, or die." Fred said.
"The tricky thing is, how did the Death Eater's put it on Harry? He's always been able to throw off the Imperius curse!" Hermione asked. Everybody thought about this for a few moments.
"I suppose that they must have weakened him some way," Bill pondered aloud.
"There's another thing," put in Ron. "He was with us the whole time. No Death Eater had a chance to curse him."
"Time turners…" Hermione thought out loud.
"Can't have been, they were all destroyed remember?" Ron said waspishly, as if she should have remembered such a thing.
"No… come to think of it, she's right. It was in the Daily Prophet. There were several being used at the time that you were at the Ministry, so not all of them were destroyed. That must be how they did it… They took Harry when neither of you were looking… Then they Imperiused him, and put him back so it looked like he was there the whole time…" Charlie said all of this in a way that sounded like he was trying to piece together a particularly difficult jigsaw puzzle.
"Aren't we forgetting something?" asked Fred. Both George and he looked quite upset. "Like… our sister?"
Ron jumped to his feet. Charlie's eyes flashed in worry and panic. The scars on Bill's face from Fenrir Greyback stretched as his face twisted in realization.
"Don't you worry your tiny little heads about it," George insisted. "Didn't you wonder where we had gone while you guys were fighting? We went to look for Ginny of course. She's in the other room, asleep. The person who Imperiused them must have thought that she wasn't an able fighter and drugged her… or just ordered her to sleep or something."
They all followed Fred and George out of the room and into another one a little ways down the hall. There Ginny lay on a comfortable-looking bed in a plain-looking room.
Fred frowned. He went over to the bed and put his head on her chest. "She's not breathing."