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*Chapter 11*

Meeting Sandra Hoyt



Ginny met her parents for lunch at the Leakey Cauldron, when she got there they weren't alone, they had been joined by Ron and Hermione. She walked over to the table and sat down by her brother.

"I wasn't expecting you two here?"

"Well we ran in your to your mum and dad at Flourish and Blott's," Hermione spoke to Ginny as if she had not just ignored her for the past week.

Ginny just looked at her with cool eyes.

"Ginny I thought you'd be here with Harry today," Ron said taking a drink.

"Well I guess that is part of being an Auror, on call all the time, sort of like being a Healer right Hermione."

"Yeah, she was called in last night, something about a muggle patient," Ron said obviously not seeing the tension between Ginny and Hermione.

"Really, what's she doing at St. Mungo's Hermione? Was she attacked by a magical beast or creature?" Mrs. Weasley asked with concern.

"No I don't think it was anything like that," Hermione said sipping her tea.

"What's her name Hermione?" Mr. Wesley asked.

"Sandra. . . .Sandra Hoyt, I think," she said.

"I can't say I have heard of anybody named Hoyt around, but if she is from Muggle London." Mr. Weasley shrugged his shoulders.

"No . . . I think she is from Muggle America," Hermione added.

"Really . . . she must have wizard relations to be at St. Mungo's then," Ron chimed in.

"Well I would assume that she does, Tonks is the one that came in with her."

Ginny sat there listening to this conversation, she new they were talking about Ian's mother. Of course Hermione would be the one they called in, her being a muggle born witch and most likely being more familiar with muggle diseases. Ginny did not mention that she had spent time with Ian before she came; she knew Ron would blow a gasket.

"Must be someone on her father's side, then," Mrs. Weasley said pouring herself a cup of tea.

Ginny was wandering why Malfoy did not take her himself. Was he trying to protect her, Ian or himself or all of them? This was really strange to her, because the Malfoy she just spent some time with seemed to be really concerned for his child and whom ever this woman was to him. Lunch seemed to drag by, she was tired of being in their company, and she really wished Harry was home. Maybe she would cut it short and go see Aunt Petunia for a spell. Just then Tom came over to them and handed Ginny and Hermione separate letters.

"These just arrived for you ladies," he said in a low voice before excusing himself.

Ginny opened her letter:



Ginny,

I know it is your day off, but there was a Crup attack on a muggle child in London.

He is currently being treated at St. Mungo's.

The Minister wants us to check into it immediately, to find out whom it belonged too or if it was a stray.

Meet you at St. Mungo's in a bit.

Colin



"Well I have to go to St. Mungo's there has been a Crup attack on a muggle child." Ginny kissed her mum and dad goodbye.

"Me too, said Hermione, the child has had severe bites to the arm and legs." Hermione kissed Ron and told him she would see him later.

They did not waste time getting to St. Mungo's and apperated on the spot.



CRACK! . . . .CRACK!



They arrived in the front of Purge and Dowes. They entered through the glass at the same time; they could see the muggle parents in a small room to the side looking very confused. Hermione was rushed by two other healers, talking so fast to her that Ginny could not make out what they were saying, as they rushed down the corridor. Colin came running up to Ginny.

"We have the parents in the holding room; they think we are muggle animal control," he said handing here her clipboard.

She and Colin went into the room where the Muggles were. She sat down on the small sofa across from them.

"I am Ginny Weasley and this is Colin Creevey my assistant. Can I have your names please?"

"I am Harry Wiggens and this is my wife Laura," the young gentleman said.

"Can you tell me where your son was attacked, sir?" Ginny asked him with a calm voice.

"We were in Hyde Park,"the lady answered.

"Can you tell us what kind of dog attacked your son?"

"It was a little Jack Russell Terrier, who knew they were so vicious," said the man starring at Colin.

"Thanks sir that's all we need. The doctor's will be in shortly to give you an update on your son," Ginny said to the couple as she closed the door.

She went to a bench not far from the welcome witch and sat down. She was looking over her paper work.

Colin joined her, "Well what next?" he said.

"Well first we need to check who have Crup License, see where they live, who was the watch at Hyde Park anyway?"

"Oh I think it was um . . .Tristram.?"

"We'll need to speak to her first thing Monday," she said laying her head against the wall. "You stay here keep a check on the Muggles, I'm going to check on the boy."

"Okay, Gin," Colin said as she walked past the welcome witch and waved back to him.

Ginny walked through the door to the stairwell. She walked up to the First Floor and entered the corridor. She saw Hermione standing there with some other healers. Ginny walked to Hermione.

"How is the boy?" Ginny asked.

"I think he is going to be fine, a few deep bites, but we were able to fix those, nothing permanent,"Hermione said concernedly. "Look, Ginny, I just wanted. . . ."

"Later, Hermione okay . . .we'll talk later . . . not to worry though." She patted Hermione on the arm and smiled.

"Well I am going to get back to Ron, then, so I'll talk to you later then," she said blinking her eyes and half smiling.

"Okay, I am going to finish my report, tell mum and dad I'll see them later," Ginny said waving Hermione off.

Ginny went back to the stairwell where she ran into Malfoy going up.

"Ginny what are you doing here?" he asked very surprised to see her.

"Oh there was a Crup attack on a muggle boy in Hyde Park, so I had to come check it out," she answered her nonchalantly.

"I am up to see Sandra; Igot an owl saying she was not doing well at all today. Tonks took Ian home. I don't know what I would have done if she hadn't agreed to help me." He looked very solemn and lonely. "Say would you like to come meet her?"

"Your wife?" Ginny was not expecting that.

"Sandra's not my wife," he lowered his voice.

Ginny looked at him with more question in her eyes.

"Draco, I don't know, if she is not feeling well, I shouldn't."

"Please . . . if not for me then for Ian," he interjected.

Oh that was totally unfair, she thought, still sly and using his son to his advantage.

"Okay, but only for a bit, I don't want to intrude," Ginny said as they started their ascent up the stairs.

They walked past the fifth floor and up another flight of stairs; it was a private floor at St. Mungo's. They walked down the corridor, Ginny saw nobody in the hall, and it was very cold and eerie. They walked all the way to the end of the hall and entered a room on the left. Ginny saw a frail, tired yet still very pretty young woman lying in the bed. She was looking out the window she turned to see them standing there in the doorway.

Draco walked over to her and bent down and kissed her on the fore head, and touched her cheek with his hand.

"Not feeling well?" he said with the deepest concern in his voice. "I brought someone I want you to meet."

"Hi, I'm Ginny Weasley." Ginny reached down and touched her hand so frail and thin.

"Nice to meet you," she said with all the strength she could muster. "I wish it were under different pretenses."

"This is the woman that Ian has taken up with; I went to school with her. He just met her yesterday and can't stop talking about her," he squeezed her hand tighter.

"He is a wonderful and pleasant little boy. I enjoyed the time we spent together," Ginny said as she could see tears well up in Sandra's eyes as they started to stream down her face.

"He is like his mother,"Sandra answered. "Or so Draco tells me."

"Draco, I think I should go now," Ginny said, feeling very uncomfortable.

"No, please stay, I do enjoy the company," she said with labored breathing. "It's nice to meet people that know Draco."

"Well maybe I can come back tomorrow, but I have to go and check on the little boy down stairs," Ginny said in a shaky voice. "It was nice meeting you and I hope the healers are able to help you." Ginny touched her on the hand once more.

As she turned to walk out of the room Draco caught her by the hand.

Ginny said nothing just looked at him for she felt if she spoke she would not be able to control her tears. She could feel the swelling in her throat, her heart was beating faster. She just nodded her head and continued to the door. She did not look back or she new she wouldn't be able to hold back the tears. When she got out to the hallway she walked as fast as she could to the stairwell and down to the ground floor. She paid no attention to the voice calling her name to the side of her she went straight through the window and out to the street. She just began walking she started to cry, that was the saddest thing she had ever seen or felt. What would that little boy do when he lost her and Draco losing someone obviously that he loved? The more she thought about it the harder she cried. Ginny paid no attention to where her feet were taking her, before she realized she had walked about a mile. She stopped and looked to see if anyone was paying attention to her and then she casually walked between two buildings into an alley and apperated back to The Burrow.

Back at The Burrow she could hear that Hermione and Ron had joined her parents back home. She did not go in. She started to walk in the rain. She headed for the field in the back of her house. As she walked she still could not get the frail, weak woman off her mind, or the child. Why could Ginny not forget the pain in her eyes?Tears flowed once again from Ginny's eyes. She wondered why she saw Draco Malfoy in the park yesterday, was she meant to help him with his child, why did he want her to meet Sandra? She could see that Draco loved Sandra. Ginny continued to walk around the pond. She could see the little boys sparkling eyes. Ginny began to run as she ran she took on her fox form; she ran what seemed like forever. She finally stopped before she went into the forest. She turned and ran as fast as she could towards her house. She was soaking wet, she could hear each raindrop hit the cold ground beneath her feet, she smelled the colder air moving in, she was panting for breath, her lungs were burning and yet she ran faster toward her home. She made it back to the Garden and returned to her human form. Still breathing heavy from running so hard and taking in the sharpness of the cold air, Ginny entered the house.

They all stood and stared at her, Ron started to speak to her, and she just put her hand up to stop any comment about to ooze from his mouth. She continued up stairs and went into the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She turned on the hot water; steam began to fill the bathroom. She removed her freezing soaking wet clothes and sank into the tub as far as she could; attempting to drown her day and thoughts.