What would have happened if Ron's parents had been wanted by Voldemort, and
Ron had been the boy who lived? This is their story…
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Chapter One: Enlightenment
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Arthur and Molly Weasley were called to the office of the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the wee hours of the morning by a very urgent owl. They asked a neighboring young wizard girl to watch their seven children while they were still sleeping, and they quickly aparated to the headmaster's office.
The headmaster was sitting behind his desk when the witch and wizard suddenly materialized in front of him. He smiled slightly as they sat down, their faces masks of worry.
"Thank you, Arthur and Molly, for coming on such short notice," the old wizard told them gravely.
Arthur nodded slightly, and then got right to the point. "What was so urgent Dumbledore, that you had to call us here so early?" he had a slight strain in his voice, but tried his best to hide it. The great wizard Dumbledore was not very often worried, but lately the Dark Lord, He-who- must-not-be-named, had been attacking with renewed vigor, and muggles and wizards alike were dieing. The recent events made Arthur and molly very careful about their children, who would all go to Hogwarts in time.
"As you know," began Dumbledore, sitting up in his chair a bit, "I have had a member of our side running spy in the inner circle of Voldemort's (both Molly and Arthur flinched at the name, but said nothing) followers, and he has brought me some very important information." He sighed at this, and seemed resigned to continue his message, but Arthur and molly waited, and let him gain his composure. "I have had information that voldemort will soon be coming after the Weasley family." He looked up at the two with miserable eyes.
Molly gasped, and buried her face into her husband's shoulder. Arthur paled, and looked down for a moment. When he looked back up at Dumbledore after consoling his wife, his eyes were slightly red. If Dumbledore noticed that a high-ranking ministry official was about to cry in his office, he did not comment.
"Why?" Arthur managed to croak out after a while. "Why us?" He looked at Dumbledore, his eyes pleading.
Dumbledore sighed again, and leaned back in his chair. "I am not quite sure. Neither is my spy. All we know is that you are being targeted, and you need to know so that proper precautions can be taken." At this he smiled ruefully, and went on. "We are going to make sure that all of you are as safe as possible, and that nothing is going to happen." Arthur and Molly seemed to accept this, and nodded mutely.
"We will do whatever it takes to ensure the safety of our children," Molly said boldly, raising her head off of her husband's shoulder to look Dumbledore in the eyes. "Anything."
"I agree also," Arthur told him. "I will do whatever you think is necessary to protect our family."
Dumbledore nodded. "Alright then. What we had in mind was a charm. It works like this. Your home and plot of land that it sits on can be altered, moved, so to speak, into another dimension. (a/n: in case anyone has noticed, this is not the fidelius (sp?) charm that James and Lily used. This story is different.) Voldemort will not be able reach or even seek your home, and, we hope, that you will be safe."
Arthur and Molly nodded throughout the explanation. "We'll do it!" Arthur stated, and hugged Molly tightly. Dumbledore smiled, getting up from behind his desk and shaking hands with Arthur, then hugging Molly.
"This will work," he said, his voice and look fierce. Arthur and Molly Weasley believed wholeheartedly in him, and he knew that. He also knew that they would not handle knowing what he knew.
Dumbledore watched the two disaparate back to their home and then sat in his desk chair again. The attacks by Voldemort were getting more frequent and more deadly. His Death Eaters were becoming much more ruthless, attacking children and families with out concern or guilt. They would not blink an eye at killing the entire Weasley family, with its most recent edition of their new baby girl. Dumbledore worried for them, but hoped that this charm that professor Flitwick had helped to find would work against the Dark Lord.
He sighed for the thousandth time that day. He was getting worked to death trying to find and destroy all of Voldemort's minions. So far, the only information that he had succeeded in learning was that there was someone that was playing spy for Voldemort; Someone who pretended to be loyal to the Light side, but was informing the Dark Lord of all of their plans ahead of time. This person needed to be caught and terminated, before more damage was done to their side. Dumbledore went to his cupboard that held most of his magic supplies and took out a round shallow bowl full of a silvery liquid. He brought the pensive to his desk, took out his wand, put it to his head and began to empty his thoughts into the bowl.
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When the Weasley parents got back to the Burrow they were bombarded by their eight children and one very hassled looking babysitter. They paid the girl and sent to back home. As to their children they sent the oldest, Bill who was twelve, and Charlie who was ten, to the kitchen to get some breakfast for all of them. The other children, Percy, who was six, Fred and George, twins who were four, Ron, who was one and few months, and their first little girl, who was just two months old.
When all of them were finally sitting around the table and eating their breakfast Molly and Arthur at last took a good look around at all of their children - who all had flaming red hair like both of their parents. Molly looked at all of her children with tearing eyes, knowing what could happen if the Dark Lord ever found them and dreading it with all of her being. Arthur, knowing what she was thinking, put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed, assuring her everything would be all right. He would protect his family in all of his power.
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When all of the children were finally in bed Arthur and Molly went into the living room and sat on the couch together. They both just leaned against one another for a while and sat in silence letting the rare quiet of their house.
"Arthur," Molly said after a while, her voice wavering, "Arthur, are you sure we're doing the right thing listening to Dumbledore?"
Arthur replied, his tone confident, "yes. Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world, and he knows how to evade you-know-who. I think we will be safe." He suggested then that they go up to bed, and they climbed the many staircases to their room and as they were just falling asleep, Arthur Weasley thought to himself, I hope I am right, and that my family will be safe.
A/N: okay folks, this is and new fic, and my first HP. Hope you like it!! And you all know what to do if you want the story to continue! Hit that little button down there that says 'Review' and you will get more!!!! Constructive criticism is welcome, as is happy reviews!!! Just review please!!!!!!
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Chapter One: Enlightenment
Oo00ooOOoo00ooOOoo00ooOOoo
Arthur and Molly Weasley were called to the office of the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the wee hours of the morning by a very urgent owl. They asked a neighboring young wizard girl to watch their seven children while they were still sleeping, and they quickly aparated to the headmaster's office.
The headmaster was sitting behind his desk when the witch and wizard suddenly materialized in front of him. He smiled slightly as they sat down, their faces masks of worry.
"Thank you, Arthur and Molly, for coming on such short notice," the old wizard told them gravely.
Arthur nodded slightly, and then got right to the point. "What was so urgent Dumbledore, that you had to call us here so early?" he had a slight strain in his voice, but tried his best to hide it. The great wizard Dumbledore was not very often worried, but lately the Dark Lord, He-who- must-not-be-named, had been attacking with renewed vigor, and muggles and wizards alike were dieing. The recent events made Arthur and molly very careful about their children, who would all go to Hogwarts in time.
"As you know," began Dumbledore, sitting up in his chair a bit, "I have had a member of our side running spy in the inner circle of Voldemort's (both Molly and Arthur flinched at the name, but said nothing) followers, and he has brought me some very important information." He sighed at this, and seemed resigned to continue his message, but Arthur and molly waited, and let him gain his composure. "I have had information that voldemort will soon be coming after the Weasley family." He looked up at the two with miserable eyes.
Molly gasped, and buried her face into her husband's shoulder. Arthur paled, and looked down for a moment. When he looked back up at Dumbledore after consoling his wife, his eyes were slightly red. If Dumbledore noticed that a high-ranking ministry official was about to cry in his office, he did not comment.
"Why?" Arthur managed to croak out after a while. "Why us?" He looked at Dumbledore, his eyes pleading.
Dumbledore sighed again, and leaned back in his chair. "I am not quite sure. Neither is my spy. All we know is that you are being targeted, and you need to know so that proper precautions can be taken." At this he smiled ruefully, and went on. "We are going to make sure that all of you are as safe as possible, and that nothing is going to happen." Arthur and Molly seemed to accept this, and nodded mutely.
"We will do whatever it takes to ensure the safety of our children," Molly said boldly, raising her head off of her husband's shoulder to look Dumbledore in the eyes. "Anything."
"I agree also," Arthur told him. "I will do whatever you think is necessary to protect our family."
Dumbledore nodded. "Alright then. What we had in mind was a charm. It works like this. Your home and plot of land that it sits on can be altered, moved, so to speak, into another dimension. (a/n: in case anyone has noticed, this is not the fidelius (sp?) charm that James and Lily used. This story is different.) Voldemort will not be able reach or even seek your home, and, we hope, that you will be safe."
Arthur and Molly nodded throughout the explanation. "We'll do it!" Arthur stated, and hugged Molly tightly. Dumbledore smiled, getting up from behind his desk and shaking hands with Arthur, then hugging Molly.
"This will work," he said, his voice and look fierce. Arthur and Molly Weasley believed wholeheartedly in him, and he knew that. He also knew that they would not handle knowing what he knew.
Dumbledore watched the two disaparate back to their home and then sat in his desk chair again. The attacks by Voldemort were getting more frequent and more deadly. His Death Eaters were becoming much more ruthless, attacking children and families with out concern or guilt. They would not blink an eye at killing the entire Weasley family, with its most recent edition of their new baby girl. Dumbledore worried for them, but hoped that this charm that professor Flitwick had helped to find would work against the Dark Lord.
He sighed for the thousandth time that day. He was getting worked to death trying to find and destroy all of Voldemort's minions. So far, the only information that he had succeeded in learning was that there was someone that was playing spy for Voldemort; Someone who pretended to be loyal to the Light side, but was informing the Dark Lord of all of their plans ahead of time. This person needed to be caught and terminated, before more damage was done to their side. Dumbledore went to his cupboard that held most of his magic supplies and took out a round shallow bowl full of a silvery liquid. He brought the pensive to his desk, took out his wand, put it to his head and began to empty his thoughts into the bowl.
Oo00ooOOoo00ooOOoo00ooOOoo
When the Weasley parents got back to the Burrow they were bombarded by their eight children and one very hassled looking babysitter. They paid the girl and sent to back home. As to their children they sent the oldest, Bill who was twelve, and Charlie who was ten, to the kitchen to get some breakfast for all of them. The other children, Percy, who was six, Fred and George, twins who were four, Ron, who was one and few months, and their first little girl, who was just two months old.
When all of them were finally sitting around the table and eating their breakfast Molly and Arthur at last took a good look around at all of their children - who all had flaming red hair like both of their parents. Molly looked at all of her children with tearing eyes, knowing what could happen if the Dark Lord ever found them and dreading it with all of her being. Arthur, knowing what she was thinking, put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed, assuring her everything would be all right. He would protect his family in all of his power.
Oo00ooOOoo00ooOOoo00ooOOoo
When all of the children were finally in bed Arthur and Molly went into the living room and sat on the couch together. They both just leaned against one another for a while and sat in silence letting the rare quiet of their house.
"Arthur," Molly said after a while, her voice wavering, "Arthur, are you sure we're doing the right thing listening to Dumbledore?"
Arthur replied, his tone confident, "yes. Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world, and he knows how to evade you-know-who. I think we will be safe." He suggested then that they go up to bed, and they climbed the many staircases to their room and as they were just falling asleep, Arthur Weasley thought to himself, I hope I am right, and that my family will be safe.
A/N: okay folks, this is and new fic, and my first HP. Hope you like it!! And you all know what to do if you want the story to continue! Hit that little button down there that says 'Review' and you will get more!!!! Constructive criticism is welcome, as is happy reviews!!! Just review please!!!!!!