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Vivian was still musing about the meeting with the Malfoy's, when she once again was pushed down in front of Gringotts.

"Watch where you're going!" a familiar, young and female voice called out beside her.

When Vivian stood up and turned around, she nearly fell over again. The one that had knocked her over had been a familiar red haired boy, one she had not been expecting at that. It was Ron! And beside him, the girl that was currently glaring at her, was Ginny! Around them stood seven more red heads, namely the entire Weasley family. Molly, Arthur, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred and George.

While Arthur, Bill, Charlie and the Fred and George and another pair of older twins smiled friendly and apologetic towards her, Molly, Percy, Ron and Ginny ranted and glared at her, as if she had just run into them.

"Young girl, it is completely irresponsible to run into someone without apologizing and offering some help." Molly just said sternly.

"I completely have to agree with you, Mrs. Weasley. If one of my sons or nieces had knocked over a stranger, and not helped her up again afterwards, I would be completely appalled. Don't you agree, Mr. Riddle?" "Indeed, Orion. I completely agree with you. Mrs. Weasley, I hope you teach your children some manners until they attend Hogwarts. Miss Potter. I hope you are well? The fall did not injure you?"

"No, I am unharmed, thank you. Tough I can confirm that Lord Blacks sons are indeed far more polite, as I remember being knocked down on these very steps and being helped up by Sirius.

I did not catch your name earlier though, Riddle was it?"

"Indeed, and how remiss of me, not to introduce myself. My name is Marvolo Riddle, I teach Defense against the dark Arts at Hogwarts." "I see. Well, thank you for your help again, Mr. Riddle. Is that woman always this rude? And how many children she had with her. I think I counted nine of them. Were they all her own?"

"Unfortunately, Molly Weasley is indeed always this rude. And loud. And yes, those were all her children, though she has twelve in all at the moment. The youngest, her third pair of twins are only one years old at the moment, and the next oldest boy is only three. We all thought she would finally stop having children after young Guinevere, her only daughter was born, but it seems we were wrong. It is said though, that her husband, Arthur, is only still married because of the children. He is a just and fair man, and most of his children seem to take after him, fortunately. It is even said she ensnared him through love-potions until she was pregnant with his oldest son, William."

"The poor man. It did not seem as if he had the money to feed his many children."Christophe interjected. "Why does no one offer to help the man? If this is true, that woman should go to Azkaban, not give birth to more children they cannot possible afford to feed."

"I think it honestly never occurred to us until now that he might be in a situation that he cannot escape from on his own." The Lord Black replied. "Something has to be done, a least for the children's sake. They should not have to endure that woman any longer. Mr. Black, would you agree to speak with Mr. Weasley about this in my name, please?" "I will talk to Mr. Weasley. You are right, of course, something has to be done, and the sooner the better, I say." Riddle interjected smoothly. "However, it might be quite expensive, and with this many children …" He trailed off.

"Money is not a problem,. Mr. Riddle. There are also several lodgings, depending on their current accommodations, where the family could live, together with a house-elf or two." "Yes, that would indeed be sensible. Many fear the house they currently live within to fall apart."

"If you would take care if this issue then, Mr. Riddle. I would be grateful."

"No need, Mr. Caber. Something should have been done long ago."

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