Medea was sitting at the table when Molly came walking in. The older witch smiled at the younger and nodded her head. Medea smiled back at Molly. No words were needed, the nod said it all. Molly had told her family and they had accepted her. Molly started making dinner and Medea got up to help her.
"You will make someone a wonderful wife one day dear!" Medea gave Molly a wry grin. "What is that smirk for?"
"Molly, you know that in order for me to marry someone, I first need to be able to trust them enough to let them close to me. I don't see that happening anytime soon!"
"You let me near you and quite quickly too!"
"You know what kind of nearness I mean Molly. You and Arthur didn't have 7 children, by just being friends!" Medea looked at Molly pointedly and Molly's cheeks reddened slightly.
"Still, I think that if you find the right person, it will be easy."
"I am going to have to trust you on that one. From where I stand, that won't be happening in my lifetime. Once most people learn my name, if they aren't trying to off me, they are half way out the door already. If that doesn't get them, I'm sure the first time I go into a trance and turn all black eyed and ghosty, they will have already left their cloud off dust blowing in their wake."
Molly leaned over and gave her a quick squeeze. "I know there is someone out there for you. Mark my words, you will find someone." Medea figured she wouldn't be able to convince Molly otherwise, so she just smiled at her and went back to chopping vegetables.
Charlie looked up from the table that he and his youngest brother were playing chess. He was losing fantastically. "Smells like mum is making a roast!"
Bill was sitting over on one of the couches and chuckled at his brothers comment. "I also believe she has roasted potatoes and..."
Before Bill could finish, Ron cut in, "and corn!" He flashed his older brothers a triumphant grin.
Hermione was over by the book shelves and stuck her head out. "Leave it to a Weasley to be able to smell and identify food from 1000 paces."
Ron looked at her confused. "Never mind, muggle expression!"
"Good day brothers!" Fred and George burst into the fairly quiet room. "I do believe mum is making her world famous roast today."
"Yes that information was already established a few minutes before you got here." Hermione supplied.
"What? Our brothers are not waiting for us before they go food sniffing? I'm appaled!"
"I'm crushed, we are slowly being shoved out of the family. Pretty soon we will have to rely on ourselves for companionship."
"Brother dear, as much as I love you, that last statement just did not sound right in anyway at all." Fred looked at George strangely and then seemed to notice what he had said.
"I don't mean like that you wanker. Merlin that is rather sick isn't it?"
"Then you would probably be surprised to know that many girls in Hogwarts thought you two were quite a bit more friendly towards one another than your average twins!"
Both twins looked at Hermoine in horror. "You mean they thought that we, well we... I can't even bring myself to say it, it is giving me willies just thinking about it."
"Did girls think you two went at one another like a couple of doxies in heat?"
"Hermione, that is just cruel. Ron control this woman, she is being obscene."
"Sorry fellas, she is her own person, I have no control over her."
"She's your best friend!"
"Yeah, but learned long ago, that I value my friendships, not to mention vital body parts!"
From Charlie came a cough and what sounded like 'whipped'.
"Oh not to mention the fact that most girls wanted to join in on that little relationship and make it a three way!" Both twins jaws dropped.
"You mean we could have an endless supply of women, if we would have only been able to have a go at one another?"
"Oh man, think of all the twat we missed out on, just because we were too creeped out to kiss one another!"
"Frederick George Weasley and George Frederick Weasley, if I ever hear you talking like that again, you will be spitting out soap bubbles until your as old as Merlin. Now march yourselves into that dining room right now and sit down for dinner. That goes for the rest of you. Hurry up!" Molly walked out of the room with a slight smirk in her face. She had heard most of the conversation and knew the twins were goaded, but it wouldn't hurt them to know that. She did need to keep fear instilled in them somehow. She had left Medea to finish up dinner and went to get the occupants of the house to come and eat, when she had seen the twins walk into the room holding most of their siblings. She snuck up to the door and listened in. She knew what a lot of witches thought of her sons and especially the mishevious twins. Every since Bill had started Hogwarts and all the years her boys were in school, she had heard the comments on their physiques and more than one question on the 'naturalness' of their red hair. She had even been approached on more than one occassion from a smitten witch. If the twins had known this information when they were in Hogwarts, it would have gone straight to their heads, both heads! She never told any of her boys what most witches thought of them, even Percy, with his glasses and sexy as hell nerdy look, if several witches comments were to be believed. She didn't need a bunch of arragant bufoons walking around. All of her boys were level headed and intelligent. They would make some girl a good husband one day. She made her way back to the kitchen to find the twins standing in the door way gobsmacked.
"I thought I told you two to go sit down!" Neither boy moved. Molly pushed through them and saw their eyes fixated on Medea back, or her revealed bum, more than likely. She was bent over in the stove, basting the roast. Her head was bobbing up and down and Molly suspected she was listening to her music again. Molly was a healthly witch and very heterosexual, but even she could admit that Medea had a backside that could make a blind man drool, combined with what loked like a very complicated tattoo design, running up onto her back. She smacked both boys heads and pointed to the dining room.
Fred and George rushed to the table and both wore shit eating grins on their faces.
"When you two smile like that, we all get nervous." Bill told his brothers.
"Well we just saw the most tantilizing backside ever. I would defintely do anything to get another look at that lovely piece of heaven again, sans the clothes though."
"Of course. Why I would even be willing to get together with you, if that was the final prize. Did you see the tattoo." Fred looked like he was going to wet himself.
Oliver had walked into the house and sat down just as the twins started their rant.
"What tattoo? On who?"
"Are we in a rhyming mood today Olie? Did one of the dunderheads throw a hex at you? Did you eat one of our rhyming roll ups? How many times have we told you not to take candy from strangers. They just want to do you harm, they really don't want to be your friend and they really aren't lost!"
"Shut up you two! What tattoo are you talking about?"
"The one that we saw on Miss Ambrose's deleticable derrier."
"Oh you mean the one with all the rune symbols that goes all the way up her back?"
"Yeah and how did you know what it was and how far it goes up?"
"Oh, well Charlie and I saw her drying herself from her bath one day."
"WHAT! How? When? Why have you not shared this little piece of information with your brothers dear Charles?" Charlie glared at his brothers at the use of his full name.
Oliver started to give them the information they requested. "We were going to invite her to that dinner we had for her, when we noticed her door was unlocked. The bathroom door was open and there she was with her back turned to us, naked as the day she was born. Oh man I wanted to be that towel, rubbing across her skin." Oliver snapped out of his trance and shook his head. He quieted down when Molly and Medea stepped into the dining room carrying several dishes each. They placed the dishes on the table and Medea went back into the kitchen to grab one more dish. She came over between the twins and leaned in to place it in the middle of the table. Both twins looked at her exposed lower back and Fred bit his fist. She leaned back and went over to the other side and took her seat. Molly sat down and motioned for everyone to dig in, not that she needed to. All of the boys already had their plates full. Hermione, Medea and Molly started on their plates and a conversation.
"So how are classes going Dea?"
"Dea?"
"Yes, it's Medea's name shortened and she said she doesn't mind in the least!"
"Oh, ok."
"The classes are going well. I think I finally have control. It took a while to get all of the 'distractions' out of the classroom." At the word distractions she pointedly looked at Fred and George.
"So how are you and Neville coming along?"
At the sound of the young man's name, Charlie felt something well up in his stomach. The bubble only grew bigger at the thought of all the pictures that little statement brought up. His head snapped at her next statement.
"Last night was fantastic. It was so magical. He was so patient and didn't rush anything. I was so excited that I almost couldn't sit still. When it finally happened he was in total control, and he knew exactly what to do to keep it going. I wish I could experience that every night. It's hard to believe how romantic he is. All I can say..."
Charlie didn't let Medea finish her sentence before he interupted her. "I'm sure most parents will be appalled to know that two of the teachers are carrying like a couple of horny teenagers. Not to mention the fact that it probably won't help your already tarnished reputation for people to know you are also a slut who spreads her legs for everyone. If that's the case, can I schedule an appointment, say saturday next? I can be back to the school for and hour or so! Wouldn't want to take up too much time from other customers." A sob escaped Medea and she got up and fled the room. Hermione followed after her, but not before giving Charlie the evilest look. Everyone at the table stared at Charlie, then Molly stood up and said,
"Get away from my table now. I don't want to see your face again, until you can explain to me, why you have suddenly decided to become a caveman." Charlie stood up and knocked his chair to the floor and stormed out of the room. Bill stood also and said,
"I'll go and see what that was about!" Molly nodded and she went to find the two girls.
Bill knocked on Charlie's door and walked in.
"Bugger off!"
"Not until you tell me why you insulted Medea."
"Why are you her keeper, or maybe there is a little side something going on that Fleur doesn't know about!"
Before he could blink Chalrie was slammed up against the wall and Bill was breathing heavily, like he was trying to control himself.
"You are going to shut that fat mouth of yours and listen good. I don't know what this little temper tantrum is all about, but Medea did not deserve the way you just treated her. You need to go and apologize to her, now." Charlie hung his head and blinked back the tears. Bill let him slide down the wall and watched as Charlie kept going all the way to the floor. His shoulders shook. Bill bent down and patted his brothers shoulder.
"I really messed up didn't I? There is no way she will ever forgive me."
"Why did you do that?"
"I don't know, I just, I don't know."
Bill watched his brother for a minute and then fell back onto the carpet. "You're in love with her! You love her!"
"What? No, I can't I just met her."
"Yes you are and it doesn't matter. Remember how I was with Fleur when I first met her?"
"Your still that way with her, you overprotective git!" Charlie laughed slightly at this.
"Yes, that's because I would do anything to protect her, because I love her more than life itself. I knew I was in love right away, but I had also dated many witches and had fancied myself in love many a time. You on the other hand, dear brother. In Hogwarts, you really hadn't come into your looks yet and by that time, you were in Romania with all the dragons. The few times I visited you, it was blaringly clear that dragon taming was not a choice profession for females, by the simple lack of available females. Infact the only 3 I ever met where married to dragon tamers. Now unless you dallied with one of them, which I know isn't your cup of tea, then little brother, you are rather lacking in the experience department."
"I'm experienced enough. I'm not a bloody virgin you know!"
"I never said you were, I know all about your 5th year, but what I meant was your lack of experince in the love department or being in love department rather. Admit it, you got jealous when she was talking about Neville. You probably wanted to go over and pound the guy into the dirt and grab her and hold onto her forever. Am I right?"
Charlie nodded his head. "I will be surprised if she lets me even in the same hemisphere now." Charlie hit his head on the wall a few times.
"How about before you give yourself a concussion, I go and do some damage control?" Bill walked out of the room and ran into his mother.
"Before you go in there and bite his head off, he already feels guilty enough and knows what he did wrong. Mum, he loves her and it was his jealousy that was speaking downstairs." Bill turned and headed down the stairs. Molly stood outside of his door absorbing what Bill had just told her. Charlie loved Medea, oh this was too good. They were perfect for each other. She wasn't going to have to go out and hunt for a man for her. He would come from one of her sons. Now if only they would both pull their heads out of their arses and admit their feelings to one another. Molly had just come from Hermione's room and found out that Medea had met with Neville last night to watch a night blooming rasher plant. The plant would bloom for a few minutes in a display of swirled colours and then explode into little colourful fireworks. If the herbologist knew what they were doing, they could make the plant bloom over and over again. He had wanted to show Medea and practise reblooming the plant over and over because he was going to put on this little display when he asked Luna to marry him. He and Medea had developed a brother sister like friendship and Neville valued Medea's opinion. She was also helping Neville grow a very rare and extremely deadly and dangerous plant. One that would help with wounds, especially ones inflicted by a dragon. She wanted to give Charlie a sauve made from the plant. Only a female could ever get close enough to the plant to grow it and then harvest it. Neville was helping with the knowledge on the plant. Medea was the safest with the plant, but one wrong move and she would be as dead as anyone else. As she sat there sobbing out her story she told Hermione and Molly that she was actually starting to like Charlie and not in the friendship way. She didn't know what love was, but she felt all funny and like she could do anything when he was around. Both Molly and Hermione looked over her head in surprise. Molly looked to the door and stood up to go out. She was going to find her second oldest and if she had to, beat some sense into his head with her oversized rolling pin.
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