He had been fortunate. Like Draco said, he had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. The bomb went off only steps from where he was seated. It was intended to cause as much damage as possible to the Death Eaters leading the meeting. Her husband and a couple of others were the prime targets. Augustus" insistence that he be near the action so as not to miss anything almost got him killed. He'd broken several bones that had to be set by Healers. His left ear still rang and when it stopped, he was warned that he might never hear out of it again. There was still shrapnel stuck in his side that his Healers promised would eventually come out once they learned a spell that was capable of such a delicate procedure without injuring his internal organs further. Muggle weapons were still so foreign to them. He really should have been dead. Likely only his own personal brand of stubbornness kept him alive.