Hey Angel Faces! This is the story of when Ginerva Molly Weasley was born. Some parts maybe inaccurate, but if that's all you look for in a story, to correct inaccuracies, then maybe you might need to rethink your priorities. Otherwise, read and review! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. They are the wonderful work of J K Rowling.
The boys were at Grandma Weasley's house, Arthur was at work, and Molly had the house all to herself. For three minutes.
"Hey Molly. Thought you might like some company." Molly's brother Gidean grinned, stepping out of the fireplace.
"How's about coming over our place. Lunch's on me." His twin brother Fabian offered.
"Alright. It'll be nice not having to cook for once." Molly agreed, hoisting her very-pregnant self up out of her favorite armchair. She waddled over to the fireplace and threw some floo powder into the flames. "Thirty-six Mulberry Lane!" She cried, before stepping into the fire. Fabian and Gidean followed behind her.
They arrived in Fabian and Gidean's living room.
"I'll start on lunch." Gidean said cheerily. He left the room thinking about making Molly's favorite food: French Onion Soup. Fabian stayed behind to talk with his sister.
"How's the Order Of The Phoenix going?" Molly asked curiously. There wasn't nearly enough time in the day to actually sit down and talk, what with six sons, so Molly always treasured these moments with her brothers.
"Same as always. You-Know-Who is trying to kill as many of us as possible. What a shame what happened to Frank and Alice Longbottom." Fabian said nodded.
"I've always been fond of Alice. I'm just glad Neville can live with his grandmother." Molly said sadly.
"Hey, on the bright side, when this baby is born, you'll have enough children to form your own Quidditch team." Fabian chuckled.
"I know right. But that won't be for another month and a half." Molly grimaced.
"Who wants hot chocolate?" Gidean announced, coming into the room with three mugs on a tray.
"Definitly me." Said Molly.
"Me too." Fabian agreed. The party of three gathered around the coffee table, drinking hot chocolate, chatting amungst themselves.
What was turning out to be a very nice afternoon was ruined by some very, very unwanted guests.
"Oh no!" Fabian yelled, looking out the window.
"Molly! Get in the kitchen! Get away from here!" Gidean bellowed, shoving Molly into the kitchen before running after his brother. Molly peeked out the window and felt her stomach give a horrible lurch at what she saw: Death Eaters, two of them, were making their way up to the door.
"Fabian! Gidean! No!" Molly shrieked, searching her robes for her wand. She finally concluded that she left it at home. Molly watched in horror as Gidean was brutally murdered. Fabian fought like a hero before he, too, was dead.
"NO! Not my brothers! NO!" Molly screamed, tears streaming down her face. She burst through the kitchen door and came face-to-face with a Death Eater. He pointed his wand at her, ready to kill, and got a good look at what he was up against: A wandless, pregnant woman. The Death Eater laughed and merely made a deep cut in Molly's cheek before leaving with his fellow Death Eater. Molly ran over to her brothers' bodies and hugged them close. All of a sudden she felt a sharp and lasting pain in her abdomen. The baby was coming almost two months early.
