Thank you to all my readers who remained with this story, while I finished up my others!

Molly never did find out what Charlie and Medea talked about in the room that night after everyone left, but she did know Charlie came out 15 minutes later seeming more content. She nervously figited with her apron. It had been 3 days since Medea told her she needed to come clean with her family and she was going to be talking to Arthur first. He was currently updating Kingsley with some information about the Ministry and then he would meet her in the library. Medea had offered to come with her, but she felt that she had to do this on her own. Medea suggested putting everything into a pensieve and letting him watch what happened, Molly agreed whole heartedly. Her and Medea had come here in the afternoon and set everything up. They warded the doors, checked for listening devices, put up silencing spells and prepared the pensieve. Now Molly sat and waited.

The library door opened and Arthur walked in. He had been nervous all day. Molly came to him yesterday and said she needed to have a very serious talk with him. He knew he had been working a lot of late hours at the Ministry lately and a fear spread through him, that Molly had finally had enough and was done with him. He knew she understood the reason for his late work hours, but he also admitted to himself that the little time he was home, it was usually spent with Order business or tinkering in his shed. He honestly couldn't remember the last time just he and Molly sat down together. Sure they slept in the same bed everynight, well more like fell exhaustedly into it and were sleeping before they even got the covers pulled up! He remembered the time last year when he forgot their anniversary. Molly had told him to be home earlier that night and he nodded his head absently and said, 'yes dear!' When he flooed into the Ministry it was in an uproar. It seemed someone had tried sending an owl with a bomb attached to it, through his office window. It never did make it inside, but little pieces of the poor bird littered the outside of the building and sent some of the female employees running for the loos. By the time the mess was sorted and a few Aurors were put on to investigate, the day was half way through. Everyone agreed to work later to get the work of that day done. It was well after dark by the time Arthur got home. The Burrow was dark, as was expected for 11:30pm. Arthur came into the kitchen and saw Molly had left him a plate on the counter with a warming charm on it. He sat down and inhaled the delicous meal, then crawled into bed. The next moning he was awoken early by one of the Aurors on the case, saying they had a lead. He stumbled out of bed and got ready for work. He didn't even have time to eat the huge breakfast Molly had made for him. He pecked her on the cheek and was off. By 9 am the Ministry was swarming with employees and it was down to normal business. His one secretary, an elderly lady who had worked in the Ministry most of her life, poked her head into the door and said, 'Happy Anniversary Minister Weasley, sorry I forgot to tell you yesterday, but with all the excitment that we had, it kind of slipped my mind. Tell your wife Happy Anniversary from me also!' Arthur looked up at her retreating back, stunned! He had completely forgotten about their anniversary. That's when it hit him, Molly had asked him to be home earlier. She had said something about being all on their own as all the kids had plans to be out of the Burrow. He dismissed it as his children having busy lives. Then he remebered the meal he had eaten the night before. It was all of his favourite foods. Beef Wellington, creamy scalloped potatoes, fresh steamed buttered asparagus, brown sugar baby carrots and a warm yeast roll. Dessert was a rum soaked cake with vanilla ice cream and a large glass of goat's milk. He knew Molly did NOT like scalloped potatoes or asparagus or rum soaked cake or goat's milk. She had made him his favourite meal, despite her extreme dislike for many of the foods. He also realised she had made him a larger than normal breakfast, which meant she had been up very early slaving over the hot stove, Molly never used magic when she did her cooking, and he had left it lying on the table, untouched. He called in his two secretaries and told them he would be gone the rest of the day. He flooed home, hoping to surprise Molly. When he got there the Burrow was empty. He frantically looked all over the house and couldn't find her anywhere. Had she finally had enough and left? He ran outside and let out a long held breath, when he saw her kneeling in the garden, pulling weeds. He ran up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Not the wisest thing to do, looking back. Before he could blink, she had her wand pointed at him and had already let off a spell. Arthur found himself frozen and toppling to the ground. Molly screamed and released the spell. He could remember her screaming at him, not to sneak up on her and asking if anything was wrong, why was he home so early. They sat outside in the garden and talked until the sun was starting to set in the sky, then they sat in the porch swing and watched the sun set. They had a late night candle lit dinner, which Arthur insisted come from Molly's favourite restaurant and the rest of the evening was spent pleasuring one another in their bed. He smiled at that fond memory. He knew lately that he was working more and more hours again and Molly had seemed distance the last few days. He steeled his resolve and closed the library door.

"What is it you needed to talk to me about Mollywobbles?" Arthur tried to keep the nervousness out of his voice and use his nickname for Molly.

"I want you to see something. This is very difficult for me and I have kept this secret for over 30 years. A good friend finally convinced me that I need to stop holding this in." Molly was sobbing the entire time and Arthur immediately wrapped her up in his arms. His heart was breaking at the sounds of her sobs. He vowed then and there that whatever it was, they would get through it together.

Molly touched her wand to her head and pulled out a long thin silvery strand and then repeated the process two more times. She looked at Arthur and motioned for him to go in. "I will be waiting to talk when you come out, that is if you still want to be anywhere near me after you see this."

Arthur was swept into Molly's memory and he stood outside the little cottage. He remembered this place well. He entered the cottage and saw Molly sitting on the bed with their first set of twins, talking with her now dead brothers. Arthur leaned against the wall and watched the movements before him. For a moment he forgot this was just a memory when he tried to hex one of the death eaters. He stood and watched in horror, his daughter being murdered. He understood only a little of how Molly must have felt. She had watched this first hand and these children had come from her body. He should have been there to protect them all. He wept with her as she cleaned everything and watched her bury her guilt and emotions. He didn't really think on it until now, but he realised, that was the day he had lost his carefree loving wife. He passed it off as the war and losing a child, it was still that, but it was also her guilt. He exited the pensieve and looked to the couch where Molly sat with her knees at her chest and her arms wrapped around them. He was instantly beside her and holding her like he never had before. They wept together.

After the tears had run out, she turned to him and asked, "you still want to speak to me after seeing that?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I? I love you and from what I saw, you did everything you could to protect our children. I should have been there for all of you, not off with the Ministry chasing some better job. I would have gladly shared the pain with you. From now on, we will share everything with one another, whether good or bad! Oh Mollywobbles, I love you more than life itself and I would rather die than live one day without you!" Molly started a whole new torent of tears, this time they were cleansing.

It was late afternoon when the couple emerged from the library, looking more in love and their relationship stronger than ever. They were going to tell the rest of the family, together!

Here is to all my hungry readers. Up next: The family finds out and their reactions! Medea gets to know the younger professors.