Ernie reached forward, pulling her to his front so that she couldn't rush forward. He knew that the Death Eater was likely gone by now, but he didn't want to risk Hestia on it. "Let them do it." He said quietly to her, careful that he kept his voice at a level where it should be soothing to a hormonal pregnant woman and yet not so soft that it was impossible to hear it. It almost FELT real now, as though some unknown Death Eater was in Hestia's place plotting awful things for Dominic and Hannah. That was why he hated acting, all too swiftly things you played with became your reality.
Kingsley was glad that Macmillan grabbed Hestia, as it saved him from having to do it. He began to bark quick orders to the others in the room, sending several scurrying off to floo to the Minister's house, and a few more to go to the Minister's guest house to get Dominic's guards.
"You have to stay here." He said firmly to Hestia, and casting cursory glances to Miles and Ernie as well as they had brought her in. They were her rescuers now as well as her trainees, and she would need them to keep her calm until things settled down. "Now, Jones, why don't you come to my office? We'll get you food or drink if you need it and go over this again from the top. I'm sure that in a few moments we'll hear that they caught the impostor and you'll have company, and you'll want to have all of the necessary talks out of the way then so that you can go home."