A/N I'm back after a long absence. I have not had any motive for a long time to sit and write, I now find that I am missing it, so I have decided to give it a bash again with this story. I might go back to my other eventually if I can remember the story lines lol. I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters

Chapter one

''Orphanage No More'

In the early hours of yesterday morning the home of many, Mother Goose Orphanage, was attacked by a bunch of youths setting the 200 year old building alight. Inside where a number of children ranging from 4 months to 11 years, as well as four of the workers. Lucky, all managed to escape, few remain hospitalised with smoke inhalation, and minor burns.

One little boy, Aidan 5, is suffering the worst of the children. With severe burns to the left side of his body. Waiting on the donor list, little Lillian (aged 18 months) has also been hospitalised with burns. It has been said that the main carer of these two children, a young woman by the name Ari has not left the sides of these children since the moment they were hospitalised, even though she is suffering from breathing difficulties due to smoke inhalation.

This orphanage ran on donations from both the magical and muggle communities, what are they going to do now. Store continues on pages 9, 10'

Arthur Weasley put the Daily Prophet down. He sighed a deep sigh, he knew of this place, he had spent time there as a child. His parents had to go on a trip while his older siblings had been at school so they took him to mother goose, a kind woman ran the place, and she was a mother to all that walked through here door, Mother Goose all the children called her

Angela Goose had inherited the orphanage en she hit 20 from her aunt, the orphanage itself had been created by her great great grandmother during the rise of a past dark wizard. Many had come to the house to seek care for their children as they went to fight in the war.

Now the place where hundreds of children once called there loving home was burnt down.

Molly had insisted that as soon as he had stepped into the kitchen after work that he should read the story. Now he knew why, he knew his wife would want to do something for these children. Even if it was as simple making them a batch of cookies.

"Oh Arthur, those poor poor children. And that little girl, ill already and now this is happening to her. If only we could help them some way or other. Bake them cakes, or knit them blankets. They will have nothing left" cried Molly as she busied herself making dinner.

"I could gather some of the kids all clothes and donate them….. Or get the kids to help knit….. Or Fred and George could…" murmured Molly as she mashed to potatoes

"We can discuss this later molly, with the kids after dinner. I am sure they would love to help" answered Arthur as he lay the table, for 10 places. All the kids where here for Sunday dinner and Harry; who was staying for summer. He pitted Ginny didn't have Hermione to keep here company; the girl was always with the boys and could do with some girl time.

Harry had already informed them that Hermione was away to Norway for the holidays as her parents had a dentist convention.

A/N Hope you all enjoyed, please review and let me know what you think. Cheers!