Recovering

[Ron Weasley]

[After the group apparated into St Mungo's, Ron had been ordered to stay at St Mungo's to make a complete recovery despite his insistence that he was fine]

Boring boring boring. Ron hated being on his own for so long. He had been here for days and the bump on his head had gone down, and he didn't have those horrid shivers anymore from the Dementor attack. The only reason he could think of that he was still there was that someone had insisted that he be kept there, so that he was safe. He betted his last galleon it was his mother. Or could it be Hermoine? She was always worrying. He half-smiled. He liked it when Hermoine worried about him. He sighed as he threw a screwed up ball of cardboard (formally held a Dementor-shaped chocolate in it - supposed to be an ironic get-well present from Fred and George) to hit the ceiling and fall back down on the pristine bed-sheets, the smile soon turned to a frown.
He hated feeling like he couldn't do anything, that feeling of being useless.
A heavy trudging footstep accompanied by grunting behind the closed door caught his attention and swung his head to the side as his hand went instinctively to his wand on the side-table, his eyes fixed on the dark shadows in the thin gap between the bottom of the door and the floor.
That didn't sound... usual.
Just because it was a hospital, it didn't mean it was safe.

[Peon Erupttat]

((Continued from Surprise Attack on St Mungos.))

*Erupttat and a couple of goons were patrolling the corridors on Voldemorts orders, searching for the boy Potter. Erupttat was yet to meet the so-called chosen one, and was quite keen to test him.*

*They had been busting into wards and rooms scaring the patients into revealing what they knew. So far without luck, but Erupttat was not bored yet of the fear he was spreading.*

*He came to a room on the fourth floor, turned to Crabbe and Goyle, nodded, and kicked in the door, wand at hand ready to hex anyone who might resist.*

[Ron Weasley]

*gulps as it becomes obvious there are more than one heavy pair of footsteps and they have stopped right outside the door. Being well accustomed to what constitutes a bad sign, he gulped, and with his wand in hand, rolls down the opposite side of the bed taking the top sheets with him, crouched right down so he is hidden, holding his breath and completely panicking - this was a VERY bad sign*

*the suddenness of the door being smashed open made his heart almost jump out of his throat; it certainly wasn't any Healer. Even a nutter like Mad-Eye or Hagrid (the only people he knew on the 'good side' who would have such footsteps) wouldn't have kicked the door down*

'What would Hermoine do?' he thought to himself, the only question that helped him think straight, ever. It seemed from what he could tell he was outnumbered and there was no way he could take on a group of whoever owned those footsteps. The obvious answer would be to get the hell out of there, but he couldn't disapparate from this crouching position, plus he had so badly wanted to do something useful to make up for all the wasted time just lying on the bed not doing any bloody thing. Then there was the fact that he had the element of surprise too since he was hidden... they weren't likely to notice the tip of his wand just sliding over the top of the bed under the mess of sheets, were they?*

Bloody hell, here goes.

*whispers loudly, repeating the incantation over and over, aiming in the direction of the door, reeeeally meaning it* Petrificus Totalus! Petrificus Totalus! Petrificus Totalus! Petrificus Totalus! .....

[Peon Erupttat]

*Thirsty for a fight, his eyes spotted the curses flying his way, he deflected the first and sidestepped to let the others pass him by without harm. His tough skin may have protected him, but he was not going to risk it.*

*With a wicked grin, he twirled his wand between his fingers and drew closer to the bed.*

*Confidently and with purpose, he pointed the wand at the bed and said clearly.*

Confringo.

*The bed burst into flames and began to burn.*

[Samuel Crabbe]

*Unfortunately, standing behind the hulking beast at this time did not prove to be a good idea.*

*The petrification spell hit him and knocked him to the ground, unable to move.*

[Bruce Goyle]

*Erupttat had successfully defended himself, but left the others unguarded.*

*Goyle was petrified and fell just like Crabbe.*

[Peon Erupttat]

*He heard the clunks of two great goons falling to the ground behind him. He shook his head and grunted in mild disappointment. Not that he had expected much of them.*

Flagrate.

*The tip of his wand began to burn. He waved it around and let sparkling embers fly from it.*

Who is hiding in here?

[Ron Weasley]

*yelps and falls backwards as the bed in front of him suddenly burst into tall unforgiving flames, the sheets he was hiding under were beginning to be consumed with fire, scrambles his way free from them but keeps low- best thing to do in fires anyway, his dad told him so*

*feels unbearable in the heat, like his skin was already burning and hears the voice above the crackles of the flames around him*

Well, definitely not answering that, mate, he thinks to himself. Notices the flames from the bed meet the ceiling, the heat forcing him to keep moving back, rises to his feet since the tall flames provide some cover now*

*closes his eyes tightly as he envisions the space outside the door behind the man attacking him and disapparates to it, hating it just as much as usual. Once he is there, quickly pulls the door shut and puts a locking charm on it, almost not believing he managed to escape that... thing*

*steps back, catching his breath, then tries to disapparate from the hospital but remembers the band* around his wristband that prevents him from doing so*

Oh boggarts b*llocks.

*checks the corridors are clear before making his way to the stairs and legging it down them towards reception, not wanting to risk the lifts right now, you know, just in case*

*Healers can place a green 'in-patient' band around wrists of patients for a certain amount of time to prevent them from discharging themselves before fully recovering, only the Healer that placed it can remove it.[/size]