He'd never been more grateful for Susan than he was right then...well possibly for the times she'd saved his arse in battle, but she was handling the mediwitches, and getting him into Percy's room - even if they were arguing about private rooms and visiting hours.
'He's the head of the Auror Department, he can't be left alone,' he said, trying to pull himself up. 'He needs other Aurors in the room, who can alert the right people if needed.' Security. Right. As if he could at the moment. But if it got him into the room he would tell the most ridiculous lies if needed. He could always blame illness.