"I see," Hestia said as she busied herself with straightening the papers that had escaped her text. Who knew who would be employed to track down missing or unaccounted for muggleborns. They certainly wouldn't waste their precious Aurors to deal with muggleborns, she thought cynically. Hestia tried to keep the look of displeasure from her face, but she wasn't sure if she'd accomplished hiding her emotions or not.
"That's good. The pain should get better throughout the evening with the salve. Apply a bit more before you go to sleep tonight, and you could probably add a small bit in the morning. There should be more specific directions for use on the vial," Hestia said as she handed him a small bottle.
"If your condition alters or doesn't improve, please don't hesitate to schedule a follow-up appointment, Mr. Weasley." Hestia nodded to him and began to make a few notes in his file about his visit that evening. She wish that she could've offered him more information about exactly how she helped people, but just because she wanted to trust him didn't mean that she could. She hated the thought, but his family didn't seem to completely trust him, and there were risks that Hestia could not allow herself to take.