Percy had been on a couch thumbing through the latest transfiguration journal but wasn't really paying attention. Bored, he decided it was time for bed. As he walked past the sentry in the hall, a silvery animal came through the wall and George's voice echoed off the walls:
Ottery and surrounding areas attacked, Angelina dead, other injuries unknown. Apparate ASAP.
He held up a hand to the bodyguard before the sentry could say he wouldn't be allowed to leave. His throat dried as he imagined Angelina's lifeless body. He needed to find his wife.