Awaking early and kissing Katie on the lips, and telling her he had to leave on important business, the Auror nodded and mumbled tiredly before going back to sleep, George then dressed and headed for his destination.
Totally intent on relaying the latest finding that he and Katie had stumbled upon just hours earlier, the redhead paid no attention to the time. Not even the fact that the sun had not even peaked across the horizon had entered his mind for he was too intent on letting the Order know this possible theory on the attacks. Something deep inside him told him that this possible connection with the attacks and the loss of magic could be very important and affect them all.
Arriving at Grimmauld, George went to the door and knocked...with the new Wards, he didn't want to take any chances.
Hearing no answer, George began knocking most loudly and most insistently, trying to get Sirius' attention. But as the wizard waited most impatiently, there was still no answer--so George kept pounding on the door.
"Come on you lazy rot, open the bloody door, it's cold out here and I need to speak with you!" He shouted, not caring of the time or the neighbors.