Molly silently led Tonks up to a room that Tonks had never been in before, Molly and Arthur's room. Tonks felt very uncomfortable. She began to doubt whether she should be here.
"So, what's wrong sweetie" Asked Mrs. Weasly in her motherly voice. Tonks walked to to the door and shut it, then she locked it and turned around.
"Well, Nothings really wrong." She said trying to disguise her fear.
"Okay, then why did I find you crying on my couch?" Molly asked. Molly Weasly, after seven children of her own, some around her own age, she wasn't ignorant to these kinds of things "Just tell me Tonks. Its okay what-"
"I'm going to throw up!" Tonks Quickly went and unlocked the door and ran down the stairs to the nearest bathroom.
After dealing with that Tonks turned to talk to Molly again.
"This keeps happening… Molly…" Tonks turned to look at her. One glance from her and she knew that Mrs. Weasly knew. Molly Weasly then bent down to hug Tonks. Over the past two years she had began to think of Tonks as one her daughters.
"Congratulations" said Molly "Who knows?" she asked her.
"No one. Not even me. I'm not sure. I may just be sick." said Tonks, who was still sitting on the floor of the bathroom.
"Well then," said Molly, who had sat down on the floor next to her, quite some time ago "we'll have to see. Accio" She flourished her wand and out from the very back of a magically enlarged cabinet came a small cauldron. "I like to keep one around," she said, blushing horribly. "Read the directions. I'll be downstairs. You'll know in four hours."
When Mrs. Weasly went down stairs she found nearly all her family ready to help out with dinner. Even Fleur was there. Except of course Percy . Even Ginny was now home since school had not yet started. She looked very anxious. Ginny came over to her.
"Mum, I heard. We all heard. You need to take those wretched ears. Fred and George Got it out the moment you went upstairs. I didn't want to listen but once I heard… Oh it's wonderful," she said when she saw the look on her mothers face. "Fabulous, but mum, is Remus…" Molly turned and cast a nervous look at Charlie. Tonks and Charlie were always fond of one another. They had also been secretly seeing one another. They also dated for a long portion of time at Hogwarts. "Yeah, that's sort of what I though. I'm going to congratulate her."
Ginny walked up the stairs. She started to think, Its Charlie's, I just know. Oh Merlin's beard. No, were all going to be torn apart.
She walked into the bathroom. Tonks was sitting in the floor. She was once again sobbing. Ginny saw a small decorative cauldron sitting on the counter. Shades of light pink and baby blue were smoking all over the room.
"Tonks?" she said in a calm voice, "you okay there? Come on, get up. We'll go down stairs. I'll make you some tea." Tonks and Ginny walked downstairs. When Tonks got to the last step she tripped and her head landed right in Charlie's lap. Tonks quickly got up and sat next to Charlie on the couch. She pulled her knees up to her chin. Charlie puts his hand around her back, and one by one they left the room.
When Molly heard the others coming in she performed an imperturbable charm, to make Tonks and Charlie unable to hear them. As soon as Fleur came in she started
"Who eez the Father of these baby?" she said immediately. Molly turned around and hushed everyone.
"I don't know. I think it is Remus, but…" She cut off, looking through the window into the next room over, where Charlie was holding Tonks.
"I'll get him" said Bill as he walked out and called for Charlie. Charlie came into the room and looked at his father, he had never seen that face on his Father before.
"So," said Mrs. Weasly "Tonks and you… Charlie… Charlie, is the baby yours?" she asked
"No" Charlie said, just a little too quickly.
"okay then," said Mr. Weasly this time "Could there be even the smallest chance?" The room was very tense now. Everyone was afraid to talk.
"Yes" He said and as he did Fleur's Jaw dropped, The twins looked at one another, and Bill's and Ginny's eyes shot to Mr. Weasly, who was bright red now.
"I thought you two were more sort of a fling" said Mrs. Weasly looking a her son sadly.
"We were, a while ago. She… she'd be further along, I think, She would be about already three months."
"Zen why would she not tell heem. The Father must be Remus. She doeseent strike me as that type." Said Fleur, attempting to settle the matter. Mrs. Weasly still looked rather nervous though.
"I'll see." she said as she bravely walked out.