Mrs Weasley, Hermione, and Ginny had been taken over caring for the children who remained at the Order headquarters. Madam Pomfrey had taken the youngest girl to Hogwarts as she was in a critical condition and needed to be treated within a hospital setting. The trio had carefully set to work cleaning all the children and administering the Pepper Up potion Severus had delivered to them, they'd also removed and healed the splinters on the small boy who had been close to the exploding door, this child was the first child that awoke hours after the children had arrived in the past. The child had dark blonde hair and an immaculately pale complexion. When he had first awoken, neither of the three realised as they were tending to the other children within the room.
The boy sat up, slowly rubbing his eyes with his hands, before, peering around the room. He was in a dark room, with many beds, in the bed next to him he could see Dexter Krum and Albus in the one after his. As he looked around, he could see all the children, who were in the playroom apart from his sister. Where was she? He didn't know. On the far side of the room, he could see three adults, cleaning up Michael, Dom, and Rose. They looked familiar, but who were they? The youngest two looked a bit like his Auntie Mione and his Auntie Gin-gin, but it couldn't be as they were too young. As the other figure turned around, he instantly recognised her, hopping off his bed, he padded across the floor to stand at her feet. Tugging on her apron, he peered up at her, his eyes brimming with tears, his lips quivering.
Feeling the tug on her apron, Mrs Weasley looked down at the small child that was on the verge of tears, stifling a gasp when she saw his eyes. Solid silver, iron like eyes stared up at her. Malfoy eyes! The eyes of the enemy, but he couldn't be an enemy he was just a boy, a boy who was about to cry, Malfoy's don't cry. Coming to the realisation that he was just a child, Mrs Weasley bent down and embraced the small boy in a humongous hug. Upon receiving the hug, the boys resolve broke and he broke into unbearable, heart-breaking sobs.
"There, there dear, you're ok, don't worry we'll find a way to send you home, shush you're okay sweetie" Mrs Weasley soothed him whilst rubbing his back.
"Na-na-nana M-mo-molly, w-w-w-where's A-aq-a-aquila? Scorpius stuttered, still trying to calm his breathing.
"Who dear?" Mrs Weasley asked absentminded, as she turned to finish cleaning the soot off the turquoise haired boy.
Scorpius looked up at Mrs Weasley in shock, at been asked who Aquila was, had she not known her for two years, babysat her and the rest of the children with nana Andy, whilst their parents worked? Why was nana Molly acting so strange, as though she didn't know Aquila, as though she didn't know him? Giving her a confused look, Scorpius found his voice, though it was barely above a whisper, "My sister Aquila, where is she?"
Looking down at the boy, Mrs Weasley didn't know what to say, was his sister the girl with Poppy, in which case she would have to explain that she was terribly ill, or was she in one of the other beds in the makeshift ward, had his sister even been transported back in time? Selecting her words carefully, Mrs Weasley knelt to the ground so that she was eye level with the boy.
"I'm not sure dear, why don't you tell me your name first and then we'll find your sister?"
"But nana, you know my name, its Scorpius." Scorpius replied, confusion evident in his voice.
"Well Scorpius you know me, but I don't know you, see you and your friends had a little accident and now you're all in the past, so I'll need you to help me ok, and then I will help you find your sister ok." She tried to tell him gently but by the way his eyes widened, his skin paled dramatically, if that was possible and then burst into tears, she knew that she shouldn't have told him. She lent in to try and comfort him, but he jumped back out of her reach, his arms outstretched to prevent her from touching him.
Hermione and Ginny had been watching the scene progress and when it became clear, that Scorpius wouldn't let Mrs Weasley close to him, Hermione stepped forward kneeling in front of Mrs Weasley, who had retreated backwards to sooth the child.
"Scorpius is it?" Hermione asked in a soothing voice, when he nodded Hermione continued, "My names Hermione and I'm fifteen, how old are you? Slowly he held up his hand, showing all his tiny fingers and his little thumb. Smiling a reassuring smile at him Hermione continued to talk to him. "Five, you're such a big boy aren't you; do you think you could help me?"
"Y-yes" Scorpius whispered, quietly, it was barely audible.
Hermione held out her hand, still smiling reassuringly at Scorpius, who took it hesitantly, allowing Hermione to pull him across the room. Hermione picked up a clipboard and a pen, before taking Scorpius back to his bed and helping him onto it. She settled into a chair at the side of the bed before looking at Scorpius.
"Scorpius, can you tell me what happened before you woke up here?" Hermione asked in a calm, soothing voice, looking at Scorpius expectantly."
Looking unsure Scorpius complied in a whisper, " L-Lily, fell off Hugo's bed, waking us all up. It was Christmas morning, so we were talking about presents. Aquila was missing so I looked for her, she had a necklace, like daddies. Daddy told me to never touch his, said it dangerous so I called to her, t-to p-p-put I-it d-d-down, I-I-I-s-shocked her, s-she d-d-dropped I-it, b-b-but s-s-she-e c-cut h-h-hand, b-blood a-and w-w-wind, t-then I-I-I w-woke h-here." By the end of his story Scorpius was sobbing again, Hermione pulled him into her lap, holding him against her chest, rubbing calming circles against his back.
Once Scorpius eventually calmed down, Hermione continued her questions in the same soothing, trustworthy tone she had used before.
"Well done Scorpius, now can you help me name everyone sweetie?" when he nodded, she continued. " Good boy, let's start with you, what's your last name?"
Quietly Scorpius told her "Malfoy", doing well to suppress the shock, of this sweet little child been the spawn of the devil, Hermione continued with her questioning, though her voice did rise a few octaves.
"Is your daddy called Draco?" She received another nod. "Do you know your mummy's name?" Another nod. "What is it?"
Scorpius looked as though he was in deep concentration before replying "Tori."
"Tori" Hermione replied, Scorpius shook his head, stayed quiet for a minute before telling Hermione his Mummy's name "Astoria."
"Scorpius, How olds your sister?" Hermione asked carefully as she was writing out basic ID bands containing each Childs name, age, and parents' names. Upon mention of his sister, Scorpius looked up at Hermione, trying to read her expression, unable to read it he decided to answer the question,
"Two, why?" Scorpius asked his tone almost accusingly. Without, thinking, Hermione replied " To write on her ID bracelet." At the mention of an ID Bracelet, Scorpius realised that Hermione had known where his sister had been all along and hadn't told him. He'd trusted her and she lied. His accusing glare increased by ten folds and if glares could kill, Hermione would have been six feet under.
"Where is my sister?" Scorpius almost growled out, in a deadly cold voice. Hermione could now see the Malfoy within him, she was frightened, magic crackled in the air around them.
"H-Hogwarts I-I-infirmary" Hermione stuttered; out under the glare she was receiving from the boy who had been so sweet not five minutes before.
"Take me to her." he demanded.
"I-I-I can't, she's not well" Hermione said her voice turning stern, she was not going to let a five-year-old, boss her around.
"She's my sister, let me see her!" His voice was desperate.
Gulping Hermione answered with a final "No".
Scorpius leapt from where he had been set back on the bed, causing Hermione's chair to topple over backwards. Straddling her hips, he began hitting her as hard as he could, screaming at the top of his lungs "LET ME SEE MY SISTER, LET ME SEE MY SISTER" repeatedly. Mrs Weasley and Ginny rushed over pulling him off Hermione whilst he carried on screaming, kicking, and punching, trying to get them to release their hold on him.
Due to all his screaming, the rest of the people within the house had come to in investigate, what was happening in the makeshift infirmary. At the entrance stood the Order members who weren't off on missions; Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Hestia Jones, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Arthur Weasley, Bill Weasley and Alastor Moody. Also, at the door stood Kreacher the house elf and the remaining teens; Ron Weasley, Harry Potter and the Twins Fred and George Weasley. Harry and Ron rushed to Hermione who was getting up off the floor, with a nasty gash on the side of her head whilst Bill and Arthur rushed forward to restrain the boy who had just escaped the hold of Molly and Ginny. Mrs Weasley rushed to Hermione heeling her head with her wand. Scorpius was still screaming but was finding it hard to struggle with his arms held tightly behind his back and his legs been held together.
"Severus fetch a calming and sleeping draught and administer them to him before he causes himself or anyone else more injuries." Dumbledore demanded in an authoritative tone. With a swift nod Snape left the room, his black robes bellowing behind him, returning minutes later with the two requested potions at hand. Scorpius put up a fight, refusing to open his mouth, but in the end, Snape managed to administer the potion, receiving some nasty bites in the process.
Once Scorpius was unconscious and tucked up in his bed, Hermione asked the question that was on everyone minds, "What do we do when he wakes up again?" Dumbledore merely chuckled before leaving the room.