This is for the challenge 'Choose Your Path.' I actually started writing this at like one in the morning last night not realizing this could easily work for my next challenge lol. But it's actually gonna be apart of a multi chaptered fic of each Weasley grandchild's reaction to the Ghoul in the attic.

Hearing a loud noise from the room upstairs, five-year-old Hugo made his way out of the bed he used while sleeping at the Burrow and exited the room he shared with his six-year-old sister, slowly walking towards the door across the hall. Cracking the door of his grandparent's room ever so slightly, he walked in and went to Arthur's side of the bed,

"Gwandpa Awthuw." He whispered urgently, "Wake up." He added as he tried to shake him from his sleep, getting a loud snore in response. Deciding it was a lost cause; he made his way to Molly's side of the bed and pulled himself up. With her being snuggled up so close to Arthur, Hugo knew that she wouldn't hear him so he, like Molly had done to Arthur, cuddled up next to her with his butt pushed into her stomach, letting his thumb drift to his mouth. Feeling someone cuddled into her body, Molly woke up and let her hand drift to the tiny head lying next to her bosom,

"Hugo, sweetheart, what's wrong?" Molly asked once she realized who it was as she sat up and pulled the half asleep Hugo onto her lap.

"Thewe was a loud noise upstaiws." Hugo replied as he once again snuggled up close to his grandmother.

"That would be the ghoul, my dear." Molly said as she gave a sleepy laugh.

"Is that the thing Daddy was talking about, Gwammy?" Hugo asked as he looked up at his grandmum.

"That would be the thing Daddy was talking about." Molly repeated as she thought back to when Ron teased Hugo about the ghoul earlier that day. "Now let's go back to bed, I'll make sure it doesn't make any more noises."

"No, Gwammy! We can't go back, it's scawy." Hugo exclaimed as he cuddled closer to Molly, trying to stop her from getting up.

"I'll put a silencing charm around your room, you won't be able to hear him, love." She replied as she stood up from the bed, setting Hugo on her hip.

"Will you stay with me?" Hugo asked as he rested his head on her shoulder, letting his eyelids droop.

"I'll stay until you fall asleep." Molly replied, walking out the door and into the room across the hall.

"Ok." Hugo replied softly as Molly set him down in his bed, taking a seat next to him. "Gwammy, how did it get there?" He added as he, again, crawled into Molly's lap and cuddled close to her chest, waking Rosie up. Not wanting to interrupt, she kept quiet.

"I don't know sweetheart, he's been here since we moved in." Molly replied as she wrapped her arms around Hugo. Who's been here since they moved in? Rosie thought, keeping her eyes shut so no one would notice that she had woken up.

"Ok, Gwammy." Hugo said before he let his eyes droop, falling fast asleep once they did. Setting Hugo back onto the bed, Molly moved so she was standing up next to it.

"I love you, Hugo." She said quietly as she leaned down and kissed his forehead, pulling the covers over his tiny body before making her way towards the door.

"Grandma, what were you talking about?" Six-year-old Rosie said before her grandmum could walk out the door.

"It's nothing sweetie, I don't want to freak you out." Molly replied as she remembered to cast the silencing charm on their room. "Go back to sleep, darling." She added with a swift motion of her wand hand, walking over to Rosie's bed once she cast the spell she wanted to.

"Ok, I love you grandma." Rosie said as Molly leaned over and kissed her softly on the crown of her head.

"I love you too, Rosie." Molly whispered as she watched her fifth granddaughter fall asleep.