Knock
Knock
Knock

The noise echoed around the house, surprising each of the inhabitants.

"Oh my, who could that be?" Arthur questioned, more bemused than worried as he made his way from the dining room and to the main room, as the festivities continued.

Turning the circular knob on the door, it swung open and Arthur was greeted by none other than Minerva McGonagall. Instead of her usual stern expression, instead she looked very solemn. She wore a traditional black clock, lined with an emerald green. Her hat stood pointed on top of her head, and her silver locks were pinned back into a tight, neat bun emphasising her pointed features.

Standing next to her was a tall, slim man. He wore a dark brown formal cloak, a plain white shirt and an unusual patchwork patterned tie. He, too, wore an equally solemn expression.

"Minerva," Arthur questioned, "What brings you here?"

"Arthur…" Professor McGonagall began, as her words trailed off, as if she didn't want to finish her sentence, "This is Felix Triton from the Ministry," The man, Felix, nodded in response to this.

"Arthur, may we come in?" Professor McGonagall asked hopefully, her eyes never once leaving his.

"Well, to be honest this isn't a great time. Why, is this important?" Arthur questioned, become more intrigued by the moment. He placed the glass he had in his hand down upon the coffee table next to the door, straightening his posture.

"It is," Professor McGonagall responded. She looked over Arthurs shoulder into the hallway of the Burrow. Dozens to picture frames littered the walls. Several generations, their stories being told in the compounds of a single frame. Laughter could be heard from the dining room. Young and old, exchanging funny stories, inside jokes and witty remarks. Nothing but sheer happiness and content, nothing is the world could ruin this time together.

Professor McGonagall's eyes met Arthurs once more, "Is Molly in?" she questioned, in hopes of bother a negative or positive response.

"Yes… yes she's here," Arthur replied, turning his head in the direction of the dining room. And as if on cue, Molly Weasley appeared from around the corner to meet her husband.

"Arthur?" She questioned, and her face lit up when she saw Professor McGonagall, "Minerva! What brings you here?" She walked up the hallway to meet her husband. Her face turned into one of curiosity when laid eyes on Felix.

"She bears important news, apparently," Arthur commented, and Minerva's gaze turned away from both Mr and Mr's Weasley when he said this.

"Well go on then, spit it out," Molly said impatiently, eager to know what on earth was going on.

"There isn't any way to phrase this, I'm afraid," Felix cut in, noting the Professor's uncertainty.

Both Molly and Arthur's faces turned cold at this, and Professor McGonagall inhaled quietly, meeting their gaze once more.

"It's Percy."