A/N: OK, here's the next chappie!
Disclaimer: JK's not mine, 'cept the original characters.
Chapter 3
More Mayhem at Mungo's
Zelda ran franticly down the narrow hallway, nearly bowling over frightened employees with the stong girth only a grandmother could possess. She jabbed her wand at a particulary scrawny young healer, "Where can I get help for my grandson? He was bitten by a werewolf."
The healer cast a terrified glance at Remus and squeaked, "Second floor, room 273."
Zelda climbed the flight of stairs and sprinted the remaining distance to room 273. My old heart can take this. Gasp, ugh I should have never smoked...
The healers in the Werewolf Attack Ward were much more cooperative with Zelda and in no time Remus was bandaged, given the appropriate remedies, and tucked safely into a hospital cot where his breathin thankfully stabilized. Zelda collapsed in a uncomfortable metal chair at his side. She asked one of the healers for a smoke but was gently declined. Her blood pressure just started to slow down when...
"Ahem, um, Mrs. Lupin, I'm placing you under arrest for assault, tresspassing, and erm general craziness, um, if that's alright with you that is."
Zelda wearily glanced at the source of the voice, it was Gerrard Konksky, a young Auror she helped train before she retired from the Ministry. He was apprantly quite disturbed at the prospect of arresting his former mentor. He had two other Aurors behind him acting as reinforcements.
"Nope, I'm not going anywhere Konksky. I have to stay with my Remus." she said.
"Seriously, Mrs. Lupin I-"
"There will be no need to make any arrests my boy," said a wizened old man standing in the doorway, "I'll take care of everything, move along now."
"But-"
"Go on-"
"She-"
"Not to worry," the old man interupted patiently as he gestured for them to leave.
Once the Aurors were gone the little old man pulled found a seat and scooted next to Zelda.
He gave her a stern look through his giant owl-like spectacles,"I did that for friendship's sake Zelda. You cause too much trouble, my influence with the Ministry is waning. They know I've covered up the injuries you have gotten through some of your more illegal adventures in the past. And now you cause all this mayhem! I don't know if I can get you off for this. There is only so much I can do as Head Healer."
"I know Configulus, I'm sorry, but they wouldn't help Remus," Zelda said as she looked forlornly at her cursed grandson.
The old man followed her gaze sadly, "The poor boys life will be filled with hardship and suffering. He will need you and the rest of his family to lean on and protect him from the world, an impossible task I'm afraid. You need to leave Zelda, before the anyone else from the Ministry decides to come looking for you. I will return Remus personally to his home in a few days with everthing he needs to combat his lycantrophy...you know restraints and such. Good-bye Zelda." Configulus patted her leg and exited the ward.
Zelda sighed and Apparated for home with a great weight of despair hanging on her heart
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