Those who could see into the room stared in horrified shock at the scene before them. The room decorated in the same style as the dark hallway they stood in, was filled with thick grey smoke. Splinters of wood and golden grains of what were indistinguishable, swirled in the air whilst softly floating to the ground. What horrified them though was that they could see two figures on the ground, both of which were clearly unconscious and both of whom were incredibly young.
Snapping out of her shock Mrs Weasley rushed over to the closest child, ignoring the protests of the rest of the Order who were still trying to assess the situation. When she reached the little girl, who was clearly no older than three at most, she gasped in shock at the sight she was met with. The girl was covered in soot, making her hair colour indistinguishable. Splinters of wood were imbedded in her skin from the smashing of the door. The girl was surrounded in a pool of blood, that appeared be pouring out of her tiny hand where there was unmistakeably half a time turner stuck in her delicate palm.
Charming the girls palm to prevent more blood loss, Mrs Weasley turned and screamed for help.
"What are you all waiting for? Their children for Merlin's sakes. Someone get Poppy, someone clear the smoke, get to the others, who knows what condition they are in."
Snapping out of their thoughts each member of the Order set about their tasks. Albus Dumbledore set about removing the smoke whilst Remus Lupin set about conjuring his Patronus to send to Poppy Pomfrey. Mad Eye, still as vigilant as ever, stood by the door his wand out and ready to attack, at the slightest hostile movement, his fake eye rolling about in its socket. Minerva McGonagall rushed to the small boy not that far from the girl, that Molly Weasley was tending to. The only obvious injuries to the boy were a few splinters from when the door had exploded.
Once the smoke had cleared the remaining Order members, rushed to the far side of the room where the other 23 children could be seen in various unconscious positions on the floor. Some were face down on the dusty floor and had to be rolled over, but no injuries could be seen on any of them. Every one of them was covered in soot but seemed relatively fine.
Not five minutes after the Patronus was sent, Madam Pomfrey came dashing through, what remained of the doorway. She paused in momentary shock once she saw the scene. before jumping into action.
"Right, someone go down to the ballroom and transfigure twenty-five beds, and whilst you're at it send up the children to help transport these down there. The girl Molly's got is my priority as she's lost too much blood. Someone please carry her downstairs without using magic as it could set off the time turner she has stuck in her hand. Severus get me a blood replenishing potion and enough pepper up draught for all twenty-five of them." With that she quickly turned on her heels and went to the Ballroom with Hestia Jones who began transfiguring beds, whilst she found various types of equipment to treat them from within her bag.
Whilst all this was happening the teens had been on the second-floor landing for over twenty minutes, worrying over what was going on upstairs when out of nowhere Madam Pomfrey had rushed past them, only to return five minutes later with Hestia Jones in tow, rushing down the stairs. To say they were confused was an understatement which only increased, when Snape came rushing down the stairs muttering about 'Twenty-five children and blood replenishing potions'. What really confused them though was when Tonks came rushing down the stairs, telling them that they ' had to help remove the children to the ballroom'.
Rushing up the stairs after Tonks they almost collided with Mrs Weasley who was carrying a filthy child, that looked in a worse condition than a house elf, causing Hermione's eyes to well with tears. Carrying on up the stairs they passed both Sirius and Remus who were both carrying a child each. Entering the room Mad Eye's eye was still whizzing around in its socket, but he was no longer pointing his wand at the children as though they were going to attack at any minute. Members of the Order gently passed each teen a child telling them to take them down to the ballroom.
Later that evening, once all the children had been taken care of the Order was discussing what they could do to resolve the situation.
"… obviously from the future but there's no known way to travel forward in time" Minerva said frowning in frustration.
"That's true but until one of them regains consciousness, we don't even know when in the future they are from" Kingsley inputted.
" Can't be that far in the future one of the boys is a dead ringer for Harry, right down to the glasses." Sirius intoned.
"So, saying Harry has kids young, we have a time scale of about ten to fifteen years" Dumbledore said joyfully with sparkling eyes, as though they had made any progress within the last three hours of the meeting.
Snape was about to say a sarcastic comment when he was yet again interrupted, but this time by a child's voice screaming "Let me see my sister".
"Ah it seems that one of our young guests have awoken, shall we go see if they have any answers for us?" Dumbledore asked whilst rising to his feet and exiting the room.