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The loud banging from the kitchen awoke Molly Weasley. She looked at the miniature version of the family clock she had stowed in her room; it was one in the morning. Gripping her wand tightly, she slowly crept downstairs, hoping against hope that it was one of the older boys getting a glass of water she finally reached the bottom. She gasped when she saw who was standing there.
"Arthur!" She cried happily, throwing herself into his arms. "What are you doing here?" She clutched tightly onto her husbands shoulders.
"I'm back for good Molly, the war is over. The Potters are dead!"
Molly gaped nervously, "He – he's won?" Arthur shook his head quickly trying to reassure her.
"No, no. He's dead Molly. Him and the Potter's, not Harry though. He went to kill the boy but he deflected the curse. Sirius and Hagrid found him sitting there in amongst all the rubble."
Slowly the young mother took in this information, a hand flying to her mouth. "Oh Arthur," She cried "dear James and Lily, the poor child. He is only a few months younger than Ron. To watch that happen, to loose all that it's too much. What will happen to him now? He won't go to the muggles, tell me he won't go to them. Lily told me about that awful sister of hers. She hates Harry!"
Mr Weasley wrapped his arms around his wife "No Molly. He will not go to the muggles. Sirius'll take him. He dotes upon the boy, loves him like his own." Mrs Weasley visibly relaxed. "But I did tell Sirius he could come here for some help anytime he wanted. He's scared the boy will grow up without a mother figure. I suggested that once in a while Harry can come and stay with us, get to know the boys you know? It will be good for him to have a family around him growing up!"
Mrs Weasley let out a joyful laugh "Of course! Anytime, it'll be wonderful to have another face around the table now and then. I'll owl Sirius tomorrow and tell him to bring Harry over to us while he arranges the funeral and everything. It won't do to have that little boy around all the sadness. They can feel it I am sure. First things first…" She said already bustling about the kitchen "I'll get him added to the clock and I'll need to set another crib in Percy and Ron's room. You get Freddie's old one from the attic, mind the ghoul, oh and he will need clothes. He looks about the size Charlie was when he was that age. I have some of his old stuff somewhere…" Arthur Weasley smiled at his wife as she bustled about their small house ready to make provisions for the newest member of the family. He looked up when his wife called his name "Will you put Charlie in with the twins; I imagine Sirius will want to stay with Harry!"
