Who:Bill and Fleur Weasley, any Weasley family/Order/the Tonks-Lupins invited to drop in When:After work, early evening, immediately following this thread Where: St. Mungo's What:Post-attack Rating:PG13 for some language, blood and gore
As Greyback's teeth tore out of his leg, Bill felt Fleur's hand clench his arm and a dizzying sensation as he was yanked upwards and into ether as they Disapperated. He landed on the floor of the St. Mungo's lobby with a painful thud and the room swam around him. He could hear Fleur but couldn't make out what she was saying. Healers were swarming around and he was levitated onto a gurney as one of the attending witches poured a blood-replenishing potion down his throat. Coughing, he turned his head, looking for Fleur.
"The house," he choked. "Tell the others."
A wand was jabbed at his side and a voice said, "Just relax, Mr. Weasley." Darkness shuttered in around his eyes and he was quickly out cold as they took him into the emergency ward to begin examining his mangled leg.