I appeared with a loud crack in the living room of the burrow. Mrs. Weasley who was looking somber, more than usual, jumped to her feet and pulled me into her arms with a shocked expression on her face.
"Hermione, dear, Harry and Draco were just here. They told us about Ron. Where is he? Is he..." Her voice trailed off with a mangled cry.
"No, he's fine. I had to, er, knock him out to get away. He's fine though, I bound him at the Shell Cottage." I replied as I set Eleanore to her feet. "I can take you back if you want."
Mrs. Weasley shook her head, her red hair dancing around her saddened face.
"I think I can manage. Anyways, I think you should get back home. I suspect the aurors will be paying a visit and I don't want you to see him get taken away. I know how important he was to you.
