Chapter 40
Chapter 40
One evening Molly arrives in a small village carrying a pink blanket she walks up to a house and knocks on the door. A woman opens the door with a smile.
‘Here is your child, I'm sorry the wait was so long.’
‘Nonsense, I'm just happy you are here. Would you like some tea?’
‘I'm sorry i must be off enjoy your evening Mrs.-’
‘Clearwater.’
‘Of course enjoy your evening Mrs. Clearwater.’
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Molly is pushing a pram along the sidewalk when she sees a muggle leaving his home. Walking a little faster she approaches him.
‘Excuse me Mr. Creavy? Is your wife home?’
‘Yes, she is inside. May I help you?’
‘I just came to speak with her about an urgent matter.’
‘Alright go on inside. I have to get to work.’
‘Thank you.’ Molly pushes the pram inside the small home.
‘Hello? Who are you?’
‘I have brought your child, he is a bit tiny but healthy all the same.’
‘You- My child? How wonderful.’
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A new memory begins but this is the same house from the last memory.
A woman is gardening with her child napping beside her. Molly approaches and clears her throat softly. The woman looks up.
‘Lovely to see you again. Little Collin is doing lovely; he isnt small for his age anymore.’
‘That is wonderful news. Will you hold this little one while I take a look at Collin?’
‘Of course. Oh he is darling. Who is he?’
Molly picks up Collin, noting that he looks like a mini version of the woman standing next to her.
‘Hmm? Oh, I’m sorry. You are holding your child. Remember how you wanted a little brother for young Collin? What was his name again?’
The woman has a blank stare for a moment.
‘I’m so happy that Dennis is here now. Collin will always have someone to play with.’
‘Yes he will. I see Collin looks rather healthy. I must be going now.’
‘Oh won’t you stay for tea?’
‘I can't, dear. Have a nice day.’
Molly hurries down the street and around a corner.
Suddenly Bill and Charlie are forced out of Molly’s mind. Molly is loking furiously at them, Arthur, Fred and George look bored. Suddenly there is a knock at the front door. Bill and Charlie look like they want to vomit. Sirius looks out the window.
‘Wonderful, I wasn’t expecting Albus to join us as well. Kreacher. Ignore Albus. If he gets in the house, give him the same hospitable treatment as Molly.’
‘Yes master.’
‘Arthur, we are looking for a female Clearwater and 2 male Creevys, any idea who they are?
‘Penelope? She works in my department. Do you know who her parents are?’
‘No, but we can complete the potion and show her.’
‘I think I can get her to meet me in Diagon for a discussion. Can the potion be made at the boys’ shop?’
‘Of course, dad.’
‘Creevy? The boys in Gryffindor?’
‘In Gin’s year and the year below I think.’
‘We need to figure out how to contact them.’
‘I will write to Lyra. It may be a challenge getting the potion ingredients to her but we will think of something.
‘Alright. It will take some time to gather the ingredients and then a week to brew.’
‘I will see if Penelope will meet me for tea in the meantime; see if i can explain some things to her.’
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Kingsley and Tonks arrive at Grimmauld in their Auror robes.
‘What’s going on here, Lord Black?’
‘You were both present when I told Molly she was not welcome in my home any more.’
‘Yes.’
‘Today she came in without permission. Kreacher restrained her and I planned to ask Arthur to come talk to her. Unfortunately that was not as simple as I thought it would be.’
‘How so?’
Arthur spoke this time. ‘I would like to press charges against Molly. She dosed me with potions for the entirety of our relationship.’
‘Drugging, rape, line theft, abuse, anything else?’
Charlie spoke up. ‘Is it also line theft if she denied someone their birthright to become Head of House?’
‘How did she do that?’
‘Oh I’m sorry let me introduce myself, I am and should have always been Lord Prewett.’
‘You- she- we will add that to the charges. Do you have proof about the potioning? Who was your healer?’
‘I saw a healer while I was visiting Romania. I’m sure you will receive her report within the next day or so.’
‘Add breaking and entering. And I think that is everything for now.’
‘What about the children?’
‘Oh yes, is housing the Heir of another House without knowledge another version of line theft?’
‘Yes…. who?’
‘Right, these are my nephews and Heirs to House Black, Fred and George.’
‘Don't forget Ginny.’
‘Who are her parents?’
‘That we don't know yet but I know we will find out soon.’
‘That is a lot to take in. Molly, do you have anything to say?’
‘They are lying, I have done nothing wrong.’
‘Nothing wrong? I can't even look at you.’
‘Dad, this owl has a letter for you. It's from Hogwarts.’
‘What now?’
‘It says Ronald is in trouble.’
‘What kind of trouble?’
‘It says they are waiting for you as well as the Aurors.’
‘Great. Well I guess I’m headed there to deal with another mess. Sirius?’
‘There will be plenty of firewhiskey waiting for your return. Would you like a sober up potion?’
‘Thank you. No, I don’t need that.’
Arthur walks to the floo and heads directly to Hogsmeade.
‘I’m worried about him.’
‘We will get him through this.’
‘Yes we will.’
‘I think we will take Molly to the Ministry now.’
‘Thank you both for coming.’
‘Young masters? Kreacher made supper.’
‘Did you?’
‘Let's eat then.’
‘Save some for dad?’
‘Yes, young master, anything for you.’ Kreacher had filled the table with so many plates of food that they were in danger of toppling off the edge.
‘This looks great.’
‘Ya one question though-’
‘Where do we sit?’
‘Bad Kreacher, make too much food, nowhere to sit.’ Kreacher begins to bang his head into the wall. The twins reach out and pull the elf between them.
‘None of that.’
‘You did great.’
‘Can we maybe -’
‘Move the deserts off the table for now?’
‘You can switch them like in Hogwarts.’
‘Really? Masters not mad?’
‘Never.’ They say in unison.
Kreacher snaps his fingers and suddenly half the dishes levitate about 3 feet and the remainder rearrange themselves.
‘Keeps snacks nearby. Always the best plan.’
‘Thank you. Remember to have some too.’ The sad elf shakes his head quickly.
‘No arguments. You made it, you will have some.’
‘Yes, Master.’ he snaps his fingers again and a small portion of a variety of dishes separates and floats off onto another plate. Everyone notices that there are more sweets than the actual meal on the plate but says nothing. Kreacher sulks out of the room with his plate following him.
‘Let’s eat.’
‘I wonder how long dad will be gone?’
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Here are a couple extra chapters. I am celebrating finally getting this added to FFN. enjoy. i still have no idea how long this story will be. i never knew i could write this much on one concept. thank you all again for all the reviews. :)