"Expecto Patronum," Hermione muttered as she slipped off the Thestral at the back of the party. A silvery fox appeared from her wand, eyes flicking and awaiting command. Hermione knelt down to run a hand through its fur. "Go to Fleur," She whispered," Tell her that I'm with Potter at the Ministry - there's going to be a fight. Tell her to bring the Order."