When George turned around in the fireplace to ask Hermione to step into the fire grate beside him, he witnessed the girl he thought of like a sister crumple in on her now small and unhealthily slender frame.

"Hermione" he cried, Floo powder covering the office floor.

The older healer turned on his heel seeing the girl crumple and rushed to their aid. He waved his wand in the air, shook his head and turned to George

"You had better go and let them know on the other end I'm bringing your friend and ask them to get me an emergency team together now"

"Will she be okay" George whispered

"I don't know yet son, now hurry on over she needs to be seen immediately"

George stumbled out of the fire place into St Mungos shouting "help"

he was met by the staring eyes of his family before the waiting room of families and staff startled into action running towards him

"The healer needs an emergency team of healers he's bringing Hermione NOW" he managed to shout breathlessly and quickly.

Mrs Weasley, Ron, Harry and Ginny stepped towards him, his mother placing a comforting arm on his shoulder

"What happened is she okay"

"I don't know mum she collapsed as we were leaving" just as George finished his sentence the healer stepped through the Floo levitating a pale Hermione.

"What happened" Mrs Weasley cried rushing towards the healer.

"She collapsed, it appears that her body has been under so much stress and pain that it's put itself into a coma for protection"

As he got to the end of the sentence a team of medi-witches surrounded Hermione's unconscious form and rushed her down the same corridor they had rushed Fred down moments earlier.

The healer stepped forward and addressed the gathering Weasleys and Harry.

" I will go and check on them both and you may visit, but only one or two at a time when they are stable"

Hours passed and Mrs Weasley and George alternated between bouncing their knees whilst staring down the corridor towards the rooms where Fred and Hermione had been taken, and pacing the waiting room. After four and a half hours the healer appeared.

"They're stable, but before you rush and see them you should know that both of them have sustained a great number of injuries. Mr Weasley has been places into a magically induced coma to keep him pain free while we try to heal his injury's as fast as we can. Miss Granger has sustained a large amount of internal injuries and some serious magical damage and we will be keeping her in a magically induced coma also until we have managed to do the most painful healing. Now please go ahead and see them, but only two at a time"

Mrs Weasley turned to George "you and I will go to Freddie first and Dad and Harry can go to Hermione first, we will figure the rest out after that" she eyed the rest of her family as she said this.

George rushed passed his mother and headed down the corridor glancing through each doorway however before he spotted his twin his eyes fell on the bushy brown hair of the witch who had saved his brothers life. Not even thinking about his parents and Harry following him down he felt compelled to go to her side, he darted from the corridor into Hermione's room, glanced at the medi-witch writing charts leaned over her unconscious form, placed a tender kiss on her temple squeezed her hand and whispered an almost silent "Thank you".