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Prologue:
The Beginning
12 years ago, The Burrow
Arthur Weasley awoke with a start as someone pounded on his door. He threw on a robe before running downstairs, afraid the racket would awaken his young children, or pregnant wife. He opened the door to reveal none other than Albus Dumbledore and Minerva McGonagall.
"Albus? Minerva? What are you doing here so late?" Arthur yawned slightly as the pair smiled at him sadly.
"May we come in Arthur?" Albus sighed heavily, as if there was a burden on his soul.
"Oh of course." Arthur opened the door widely as the two walked inside.
"Arthur Weasley what are you doing awake at this-"Molly Weasley stopped short as she stared at the trio in her kitchen. Her hands rested on her pregnant stomach as she stepped forward nervously.
"Minerva? Albus? What is wrong?" Molly sat down as she watched the two look at each other.
"Molly, Arthur, it's about Aundrea..."Minerva watched as Molly's face twisted in agony.
"No, no, no."Molly let a few tears slip as she grasped Arthur's hand. She gasped and stood up.
"What about Abella?" Her eyes read panic as the two sighed.
Only then did Molly realize Minerva was holding something. Molly rushed forward to see what Minerva was holding. The older woman smiled and handed the tiny bundle quickly over to Molly. Molly removed the blankets and stared down at the sleeping form in her hands, small tufts of curly brown hair covered the baby's head. The child made a cooing sound before opening her eyes, revealing a startling shade of blue.
"Hello Bella."Molly beamed at the beautiful child, before sitting down in the rocking chair.
"Do you know who..."Arthur trailed off as he addressed Dumbledore.
"Voldemort."Albus sighed as he pressed his fingers to his temples.
"Arthur, I hate to ask, but Aundrea wanted us to speak to you, before doing anything with Abella. She trusted your family more than anyone. Can you give her a home until we find an orphanage or home for her?" Minerva looked at the man pleadingly.
"We will do more than that! She will stay with us. There is no way she is going to an orphanage or to someone who may not love her."Molly had jumped up, and glared at her husband, daring him to say otherwise.
"Well...we've always wanted a daughter, and after Charlie, Bill, Percy, Fred, George, Ron and the new baby on the way, Bella will be a great addition."Arthur smiled as his wife nodded before sitting back down.
"Of course. I will bring her things along with the paperwork and her vault key tomorrow then. Goodnight Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." Dumbledore smiled before him and Minerva apperated from the home.
"Well off to bed, we will prepare her a room, for tonight the nursery will be fine."Molly smiled as she walked to the newly prepared nursery.
Neither of the Weasley's realized just what they were getting themselves into.