The Order of the Phoenix | Hermione Granger x Male Reader (Book Five)

17. Arthur Weasley

"Over here, Professor."

Professor McGonagall came hurrying into the dormitory in her tartan dressing gown, her glasses perched lopsidedly on the bridge of her nose.

"What is it, Potter? Where does it hurt?"

He had never been so pleased to see her; it was a member of the Order of the Phoenix he needed now, not someone fussing over him and prescribing useless potions.

"It's Ron's dad," Harry said, sitting up again, "he's been attacked by a snake and it's serious, I saw it happen."

"What do you mean, you saw it happen?" said Professor McGonagall, her eyebrows raised.

"I don't know...I was asleep and then I was there..."

"You mean you dreamed this?"

"No!" said Harry angrily. "I was having a dream at first about something completely different, something stupid and then this interrupted it. It was real, I didn't imagine it. Mr Weasley was asleep on the floor and he was attacked by a gigantic snake, there was a load of blood, he collapsed, someone's got to find out where he is..."

Professor McGonagall was gazing at him through her lopsided spectacles as though horrified at what she was seeing.

"I'm not lying and I'm not mad!" Harry told her, his voice rising to a shout. "I tell you, I saw it happen!"

"I believe you, Potter," said Professor McGonagall curtly, "put on your dressing gown, we're going to see the Headmaster."

Harry was so relieved she was taking him seriously that he did not hesitate, hut jumped out of bed at once, pulled on his dressing gown and pushed his glasses back on to his nose.

"Weasley, you ought to come too," said Professor McGonagall. The two boys followed McGonagall as they made their way to Dumbledore's office. When they arrived, McGonagall knocked on the door and the two boys followed the Professor into the room.

"Professor Dumbledore, Potter has had a...well, a nightmare," said Professor McGonagall, "he says.."

"It wasn't a nightmare," said Harry quickly.

Professor McGonagall looked round at Harry, frowning slightly. "Very well, then, Potter, you tell the Headmaster about it."

Harry explained what he saw again and Dumbledore listened, but didn't look at Harry. After Harry had finished explaining, there was a pause in which Dumbledore leaned back and stared meditatively at the ceiling. Ron looked from Harry to Dumbledore, white-faced and shocked.

"How did you see this?" Dumbledore asked quietly, still not looking at Harry.

"Well...I don't know," said Harry, rather angrily, "inside my head, I suppose-"

"You misunderstand me," said Dumbledore, still in the same calm tone, "I mean...can you remember where you were positioned as you watched this attack happen? Were you perhaps standing beside the victim, or else looking down on the scene from above?"

"I was the snake," Harry said, "I saw it all from the snake's point of view."

Nobody else spoke for a moment, then Dumbledore, now looking at Ron, asked in a new and sharper voice. "Is Arthur seriously injured?"

"Yes," said Harry emphatically, why were they all so slow on the uptake, did they not realise how much a person bled when fangs that long pierced their side? And why could Dumbledore not do him the courtesy of looking at him?

But Dumbledore stood up, so quickly it made Harry jump, and addressed one of the old portraits hanging very near the ceiling. "Everard?" he said sharply. "And you too, Dilys!"

A sallow-faced wizard with a short black fringe and an elderly witch with long silver ringlets in the frame beside him, both of whom seemed to have been in the deepest of sleeps, opened their eyes immediately.

"You were listening?" said Dumbledore.

The wizard nodded; the witch said. "Naturally."

"The man has red hair," said Dumbledore, "Everard, you will need to raise the alarm, make sure he is found by the right people-"

The two portraits nodded and disappeared, Dumbledore asked McGonagall to go summon the other Weasleys, Dumbledore had to paused, he considered getting F/N Malfoy here, after all, there was a possibility that the boy envisioned Arthur's attack as well.

What he didn't know was that the Malfoy boy did have a vision, it wasn't of Arthur Weasley's attack, but it was of his past and his true identity.

F/N Malfoy knew that he was Y/N L/N.