They crossed the muddy courtyard and into the main hall, which had been converted to a makeshift medical wing.  She was appalled by what was left.  There were so few of them.  No one really paid them much attention, but as they reached the Weasleys, she realized that one of the twins was laying on a stretcher, the color drained from his face, and Fred – no, George, she realized, when she got a look at his ear – grabbed hold of Ron, sobbing.  Arthur, who had been kneeling next to his son, got to his feet – and fixed her with the strangest stare she had ever seen.  She stood, silently, refusing to look away, but did not approach any closer.  She had the feeling Arthur might hex her if she did.  She moved away, saw Remus and Tonks on stretchers next to each other and felt a lump in her throat.  She turned and fled from the room.