Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I do not have any rights to Harry Potter and I do not make any money from writing these fic's.

A/N: I got a request from Awesomely Unperfect 21 asking me to write a fic about a deaged Harry being looked after by Bill or Charlie. Me being me in my twisted mine decided to let both Charlie and Bill try to raise Harry while also being lovers so...WARNING! This is fic has brother/brother love! It is Bill/Charlie pairing! Warning!

A/N 2: Written for the Multi Chapter Boot Camp Challenge that Fire the Cannon is running.

Prompt in this chapter: Rubbish

Chapter 10

"Mum!" Ginny gasped out in shock as she looked at her mother in pure shock and surprise.

"I know Ginny but do you not think that they go together well?" Molly asked with a playful smile on her face as she stood up and made her way towards her bedroom door, "Remind me to introduce you to a certain book collection I have, I...you are old enough to know about it now Ginny. Now then let us get those baby items before your brothers and father start to wonder if I have done something to you."

"They would not mum, after all no matter what happens you are our mother," Ginny replied as she followed her mother, "Besides if anything does go wrong...well I will always remember what you did to that girl who tried to seduce Harry while changing his potions with a love potion while he was stuck in the hospital wing with Madam Promfrey for a few days after he got out from the hospital."

"Well the stupid girl deserves it, I mean Harry needed those potions because of his injuries from the final battle! At that time without those potions he could have serious effects to him, those potions were a key part to his recovery!" Molly replied with a passionate expression on her face which caused Ginny to smile fondly at her mother, "She had it coming! I still swear to this day that she knew what she was doing extremely well and she knew just what would happen when she mixed the potions he was on with that horrible love potions that she was trying to drug him with!"

"Mum..." Ginny said nervously as she spotted the fire in her mother's eyes, "We still need to get that box of baby items for Charlie and Bill..."

Ginny's words were like an ice cold bucket of water dumped on top of Molly's fiery anger. A blush suddenly appeared on Molly's face as she looked at Ginny with an embarrassed expression on her face. Taking a deep breath to pull herself together Molly quickly opened the door and motioned to Ginny to follow her, neither one of them mentioned Molly's outburst as they both knew that sometimes they needed to rant a little to get things off of their chest.

"Thank you for the reminder dear," Molly said kindly as she did her best to hide her embarrassment as she walked out into the hallway, "I do so hope that over time it has not been buried under a lot of rubbish..."

"Remember you, or was it dad, told me that you kept it close to the door so it would be easier to get to?" Ginny said as she walked out of her parent's bedroom and closed the door behind her, "I would of thought that the baby stuff would of been pushed right to the back and buried under a lot of rubbish and random items over the years..."

"Oh it was but when I first caught wind of one of my son's about to propose I asked Arthur to get the items out only to be told that he had been keeping them close to the door in case they were ever needed," Molly answered as they walked the few steps to the attic door, "It seemed that as soon as your father found out about the twins experimenting with potions he remembered a little...event...that happened to him in his past so made some percussions."

"Precorsions?" Ginny asked as she watched her mother open the attic door, "What do you mean? What happened to dad when he was younger? I did not know that dad liked potions."

"He did once but after...after that happened he decided to allow proper potion masters like Severus Snape to deal with the more complex side of potions while he kept to his love of muggles and muggle items," Molly replied as she carefully danced around just what had happened to her husband, "Now then they should not be too far in..."

Together the mother and daughter duo walked into the attic and looked around for the box of baby items. They did not have to search long though as Ginny spotted a large box with the words 'baby' was sitting innocently on the floor not far from the open door with a worn box on top of it.

"I think I found it mum," Ginny said alerting her mother, "It is under that old worn box."

Moving forwards towards the box Ginny reached out to lift the box on top off only to freeze when she felt her mother's hand on her shoulder. Turning her head around so she could see her mother Ginny sent her mum a questioning look which was answered with Molly pulling her wand out and pointing it at the box that was on top of the box full of baby stuff.

"Let me dear, I do not want you to pull a muscle or to hurt yourself by lifting a box that is too heavy for you," Molly said as she muttered the levitation spell under her breath, "I do not quiet remember but I do know that some of these boxes do not have any feather light spells on them."

Nodding her head in understanding Ginny turned her attention back to the floating box and waited for a few moments until her mother had placed it down on the floor besides the box with the baby items in. Remembering her father's words of their being a feather light spell on the box Ginny quickly made her way to the baby box and easily picked it up.

"Ready?" Ginny asked as she held the box in her hands and turned to face her mother.

"I am dear but...do you think it would be better if I just waited upstairs until they are gone? I do not want to push them..." Molly said nervously, she did not want to lose any more children."

"No, it will be fine mum. Bill and Charlie would prefer for you to come downstairs and talk to them before they left. To clear the air and all you know?" Ginny suggested kindly and selfishly, she did not want to deal with her mother moping around the house or taking it out on her and her brothers and dad until she could talk to Bill and Charlie again, "And would it not be better to talk to them instead of putting it off? Remember what you told me mum, putting things off just makes them worse."

"You know sometimes you make me feel like I am the child and you are the mother," Molly said with a sigh as she sent Ginny a motherly smile, "I guess you are right, let's get this over with before the boys come looking for us."

Nodding her head in agreement Ginny walked though the attic door and out into the hallway, even thought the box had a feather light spell on it she wanted to get the box she was holding down to her brothers, it was weird carrying something that felt no heavier than a feather when it should of weighed almost the same if not more than Ginny.

"Alright, though I hope that the boys do not hate me too much," Molly said as she muttered the last part to herself, "I really do trust my boys."

Quickly closing the attic door behind her Molly began to walk down the hallway with Ginny besides her. After a few minutes of silence Molly noticed her daughter looking at her with an uncertain expression on her face as she bit her lower lip.

"Is something wrong dear?" Molly asked kindly as a glint entered her eyes, "You know...I have my very first grandson in Harry, and I am sure that in no time at all Percy or the twins will give me some more...maybe Ron too though I am not a hundred percent with him..."

"You...you mean?" Ginny asked nervously as she looked at her mother with hopeful eyes only for pure happiness to shine when her mother kindly nodded her head.

Before Molly had a chance to even open her mouth or think she found herself being given the box of baby items and the sound of footsteps running down the stairs only for a few seconds later the voices of confusion of her husband and son's to fill the air and the sound of the floo activating.

'I hope I have done the right thing' Molly thought with a fond smile as she looked at where her precious daughter had been only moments before 'As long as Ginny is happy and safe that is all I ask for.'

Sighing softly Molly turned and looked down at the box of baby items in her hands, while she was happy for her daughter...she had at least hoped she would walk into the kitchen with her. Pushing down her nervous and trying to not think about everything that could go wrong Molly nervously walked along the rest of the hallway and down the stairs.

'I hope I have not pushed them too far this time' Molly thought as she stepped off of the last step 'I have to do my best, I do not want to lose anymore of my precious babies.'

Trying her best to ignore how nervous she was Molly straightened herself out and walked though the living room quickly and into the kitchen only to freeze in the doorway in shock when she spotted her two eldest son's and husband.

"A-Arthur! Bill! Charlie!" Molly cried out in shock as her whole face went bright red, "What...what do you think you are doing?"

To Be Continued...