Chapter 39
Chapter 39
There are some more memories of Molly's early years of marriage. She periodically goes on missions with Moody, they see many families but names are not always clear. Molly appears to become more somber and less happy as the years progress, before long she has 3 children and she receives a visitor.
‘Molly? I hate to burden you with more responsibility but I need you to add these children to your family.’
‘Who are they? And how old?’
‘3 months. And does it matter who they are?’
‘Yes, if I am going to raise them I deserve to know who may come after me one day. Also how will I explain them?’
‘You haven't left the house except for missions in the last year. They were a surprise and when they arrived they were ill. You didn't want to take them anywhere you wanted to keep them safe. -Sigh- I'm not sure of their names but their father is Regulus Black.’
‘Black? And you want them in my household? Are you mad? Nevermind. Fine, I will raise them. I think that will work but you should probably get creative so no one in the house questions this.’
‘Percy is only 2 but Charlie and Bill will be curious about their newly appeared siblings. Did you bring anything for them? Or am I to cover that cost as well?’
‘Let me place a permanent glamor on them and I will leave you to get acquainted with these gentlemen while I obtain everything you need. I will return before Arthur comes home so I can congratulate him on his sons being properly healthy again.’
‘Thank you Albus.’
Dumbledore goes outside and calls the children to him. He adds the memory to all 3 weasleys so that little Percy doesn't ask any probing questions when he ought not to. Later that day he returns with everything needed to raise twins and a quick warning to Molly.
‘No one else knows of this and we should not speak it aloud anymore.’
‘Understood. I am glad my youngest boys are healthy again. Thank you for checking on them.’
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‘Hello Molly.’
‘I don't need another child. I already have 6 and half of them aren't even mine. Take that one away this instant.’
‘Half?’
‘I'm raising my brother's son as well.’
‘Right, I had forgotten he had a child. Well I suppose if you cannot be swayed, I'm sure I can find another family interested in raising her.’
‘Her? You have a little girl?’
‘Why, yes, I do. I remember you always wanted a daughter and with 6 boys I can't imagine Arthur agreeing to continue trying. I thought I was helping but it’s not important. I will find someone else. Have a nice day.’
‘Wait. I will take her.’
‘Alright, this time I obtained the needed items before arriving. Let me place her glamour.’
‘How old is she?’
‘2 weeks.’
‘Let me hold her. Oh she is so precious. I will cherish her.’
‘I will leave you to it then. Where are your children?’
‘Ron is asleep in his crib. The rest are outside. You may have trouble gathering them together.’
‘No matter, I will take care of it. When is Arthur due home?’
‘Within the hour.’
‘Oh good will you prepare tea? I will be back shortly of course.’
Molly has barely looked up from the little angel in her arms. When he walks outside he calls the children to him and alters their memories at the same time.
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Continuing to sift through memories, Charlie notices recent events and they begin to observe what happened while Arthur was away visiting Romania.
Molly planned to spend the week Arthur was in Romania with her Aunt Muriel. It was supposed to be bonding time but Muriel spent the several days lecturing Molly about Charlie needing to claim his title and begin acting like a lord.
‘He can still be a Dragon Tamer if he wishes,’ she says ‘but he has been avoiding his duties to the family for far too long.’
Molly attempts to placate her aunt. ‘I will discuss it with him again when he returns to England. I'm not sure if this time will be any different though, I will try.’ Molly says knowing she will not bring it up.
‘If he continues to refuse I will have to talk with him myself.’
‘Yes auntie. I understand.’
Molly doesn't want her son to be Lord of House Prewett. She likes her vaults to remain private and without being closely monitored. She is glad that Arthur hardly pays attention to her having more than one vault. Sirius is confused at these implications but plans to ask later.
One evening she excuses herself to bed, once in her room she begins to reminisce. She remembers all the effort it took to get Arthur to agree to marry her. How he barely wanted anything to do with her before he began chasing her with little thought to his own needs.
Molly remembers how pathetic he was when she ignored him after giving him his first chocolate bar, and smiles. Things were simpler then. She remembers how challenging it was to raise so many children that were not hers. How sometimes she just wanted to contact Albus and have him take the others away.
She remembers how nice things were when it was just a Bill in the house. She loved Percy's desire to follow the rules. Then she remembers Ron. His conception was perhaps her biggest regret but also her greatest treasure.
‘Albus what are you doing?’ Molly gasps as Albus leans closer to her. She is now pinned between him and the counter in her kitchen.
He leans closer and whispers in her ear. ‘Would you like me to stop?’ He begins to run his hands up her thighs and her dress rises with every inch.
‘Why are you doing this?’
‘Why not? You are enthralling and if you should happen to get pregnant… Well, I am in need of an heir. Should I stop?’ His hands are fondling her breasts now.
Molly lets out a small moan and slowly shakes her head no. Albus kisses her ravenously as he pulls her dress up further. His hands delve under her panties and he realizes how wet she is. He spins her around and she braces herself on the counter.
A moment later he enters her and begins pounding her into the counter. They both try to keep quiet. As fast as it began it ends even quicker. Albus cums into her and pulls out. She didn't even get to finish.
‘Albus?’
‘Yes my dear?’
‘That can't be the end. ‘
‘Just for now my pet. I will return. I promise you will produce my heir and raise it as your youngest child.’
Albus leans in for a searing kiss and he feels himself harden again. Without saying anything he pulls her leg around his waist and enters her again. This time things are more sensual. He is gentle as he kisses her. He pushes her back to the counter so she is sitting on it. He reaches down and begins touching her clit she is writhing in pleasure now.
Soft moans are coming faster now. He grits his teeth as he tries to hold off until she cums. He noticed how sad she sounded when he didnt let her finish before. He kisses her again and palms her breasts before he begins to pound harder. Her moans have intensified; he feels her begin to cench tighter and he is pushed over the edge. He continues pumping as he cums and he feels her orgasm seconds later. Pulling out he looks out of the kitchen window and sees percy looking toward the house from the tree he sits under.
‘My dear, at least one of your children is curious about what they just heard. You are quite loud. I'm going to go out and see if I can't convince him to forget what he saw.’
‘Alright. I'll make us some tea?’
‘Sure my dear. I will be but, a moment.’
As Molly lays in bed she remembers every encounter she had with Dumbledore. That was the first and she did get pregnant that day. Over the years Albus visited her regularly. Her and Arthur never had sex anymore. Not that he remembers it that way. Albus had cast a time release charm on his mind that would encourage him to remember how they still had sex weekly if not more often. Over the years several of her children had caught her in a compromising situation with Albus but he had dutifully modified the memory so they didn't ask questions.
‘Wait, we need to focus on her memories, we need to find more information about the children that were taken. So far we don’t have any names, just random faces.’
‘You are right, Sirius, let's look a little more carefully.’
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