Okay, so now here's a new instalment. Sorry for the delay.

As such, this is an interlude with a peek into Arthur's mind. Have an important question for you guys at the bottom so do read it when you're done with the chapter.

Thanks to CrazySue05 who edits my horrible mistakes. Love you dear!

Disclaimer: Me owning Glee and Harry Potter would be like saying Fifty Shades of Grey is good. *hides from attackers*

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Arthur was a very conflicted man. Being a father of seven children was no small deal. Most parents usually heard the views of their children so as to humor them. But to listen to seven children plus a wife who always complained after a nine or ten hour day at work was just too tiresome.

On a certain summer evening, he entered the house, utterly tired but somehow finding his bearings in order to hear everyone's opinions. He explained the cases of that day to the family in general even though he wasn't sure he entrusted that information in Fred and George's hands. Then the time he was waiting for started as Molly started shouting about some things the twins had gotten up to. He tuned her out a bit, knowing that the kids would come up later with their point of view and he would realize what was going on. Then he heard something about Harry. In his tiredness, he went through the names of all his kids, thinking he forgot one: Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny. No Harry. He then turned only to find a black-haired kid with large glasses covering some really expressive eyes. He had seen those eyes before, but couldn't place it. And then it struck him. Harry Potter. The boy-who-lived and his son's best friend. He looked quite sincere and really innocent. The sins of the world had yet to spoil him and he was happy for that.

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Arthur was at work when Molly came rushing through the door. He didn't know what happened but guessed that he had forgotten his lunch for the millionth time. Her hair was totally frazzled and she whispered, as if all the strength in her had disappeared, "Ginny is missing." He told Perkins to get a glass of water as he made her sit on the couch and said, "You're not making sense, Mollywobbles. Now tell me what happened." As Perkins came in, Molly bit back a sob as she explained, "You know all that Chamber stuff that's been going on at Hogwarts? Minerva flooed in and told me that the Heir has gone one step beyond petrifying and taken our baby into the Chamber."

The usually soft-spoken wizard shook in anger as he screamed, "Where is that God-forsaken Chamber? We can go after our daughter and save her!" Molly started weeping, "Nobody knows. Not even Dumbledore. They're shutting the school and our baby is gonna be there forever." He immediately gave a look to Perkins who told him, "Don't worry sir. I'll be here to explain if someone comes." They went to Hogwarts where all their boys came and hugged them at once; the parents immediately missing the shrill chatter of their youngest over the deeper voices of the boys. As they walked towards the Headmistress' office, Arthur asked Percy where Ron was, to which Percy absent-mindedly replied, "His friend Hermione got petrified as well. I think his brain is guarding him from all the shock." Arthur decided to let it go and ponder on it once he had some answers.

Two hours later, as Molly continued to cry and Arthur silently planned out what he should do, in case the worst had happened, Albus came in the door with a large smile. He patted Arthur on the shoulder and confided, "Don't you worry. Help is on the way for young Ms. Ginny." Soon enough, Harry came in with Ronniekins, Ginny and the man who Arthur was disgusted with because Molly had a slight crush on him. He looked at his Ronnie's eyes, filled with innocence and then Harry's, which were filled with a maturity alien for a pre-teen child.

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Arthur knew that Harry wouldn't be pleased when he arrived at Order Headquarters, and he said so. He wasn't the father of seven children for no reason, and he knew all the hiding of news and the fact that his two best friends were together while he had to be brought here only because of a Dementor, would have soured his opinions about everyone. He loved Molly, he really did, but sometimes she refused to see him as anyone else but the scrawny little guy in his first year, requesting for directions to get onto the platform. Now that Sirius was there, he knew that the lad's godfather would tell him everything he needed to know. And if Sirius was too immature, then he, Arthur Weasley, would take up the responsibility with pride.

The Ministry Hearing was something everyone was dreading. Harry tried to keep a brave face but you could see the dread, the chilling fear in his veins that he might be kicked out of the one place which he held close to his heart. He tried to allay his fears, and when Harry was declared not guilty, it hurt Arthur almost physically to see the happiness in his eyes was clouded by the fact that Albus had practically ignored Harry throughout the hearing.

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Arthur woke up at the hospital, where he was accosted by his whole family once the Healer had checked in. He then heard the Order saying that Harry had woken them up in the middle of the night with a vision of Nagini biting him. Arthur was perplexed. It was like Fate had decided to mark Harry's forehead, leaving him all the troubles of the world. Harry was not his child, but he wished that he could protect the kid from all the surroundings plaguing him.

As he reached Grimmauld Place, finally able to stand up on his own feet, he was flooded by the Weasleys hugging him mildly, a full 180 degrees from a full-on tackle. He entered the kitchen and cheered, "Cured, completely cured!" He was about to continue with how it was all due to Harry when he saw Harry physically holding Snape and Sirius apart. Yet again, he almost hit his head, wishing that he had remembered the thirteen years in Azkaban had not let Sirius mature, but let him wallow in his teenage misery, and he realized he needed to heave a heart-to-heart with Harry.

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Fleur was like a mini-Molly, both trying to assert their dominance over the males in the house. Arthur found himself going to the shed as much as he could just to escape their shouting or Ginny's complaints about how Fleur was never going to become her sister-in-law.

As he was tinkering with some stuff he had newly gotten, Harry entered with two Butterbeers. Arthur knew that Harry wanted to tell him something huge, as he had learned to interpret Harry's eye expressions over the last five years. They clinked their bottles and he put his airplane model aside, chugging a huge swallow only to find that Harry was looking down at the bottle, peeling off the label and throwing it. He asked, "What's on your mind, son?"

Harry looked up with a slight pleasure at the word son, and then his expression grew morose again as he asked, "If you were to tell someone something which might change their whole expectation of what you were, what would you do?" Arthur sighed a bit and said, "Charlie was nineteen when he told me he was gay. He was worried I would kick him out of the family and so told me through the Floo while he was still in Romania. I told him I would love him even if he preferred the company of those dragons to men or women. And the same goes for you."

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The War was over. Arthur knew that having a large family would mean someone was bound to be hurt. But having anyone die was never in the equation. He thought of Harry, who was an orphan for sixteen years of his life, even though he was all but adopted by his family. Then there was Hermione, who thought her parent's memory loss was better than them dying. He knew that Harry was planning to come out once everything was over and done with. The only ones who knew yet were him and Ginny. He went into the Minister's office and said, "I need some things to be done by next week. I don't want to look like I'm taking advantage of our friendship, but this is for my son." Kingsley curiously inquired, "Which one?" Arthur left the room saying, "The one who just saved our lives."

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Hope you liked it!

Now important question: Do you like my shorter chapters or do you prefer long ones? Cuz I can join up chapters, but will take slightly longer. If you can, please reply in a review or in the poll I've set up on my profile. You guys are brilliant!