AN: Also something that's been gathering dust.

"Kevin?" Charlie said as he saw his father escort the young woman into the kitchen of the Burrow. Her hair was long and a tired shade of brown, not to mention greasy. Her whole appearance seemed slightly off, at least the dark rings under her eyes. Arthur got the girl down on a chair as Molly emerged from the sitting-room where she had a small quarrel with the three and a half year old twins.

"Hi, dear," Molly said softly as she knelt in front of the younger woman, the hooded eyes not meeting the brown. "How are you?" Molly was neither blind nor stupid, she knew Kevin was not doing good after the end of the war.

"I found her on the sofa, just laying there and shaking," Arthur put in as he hung up his coat. He had stopped by her flat on his way from work when they hadn't heard from her in a couple of days. "Merlin knows how long she's been there." Charlie stepped closer to his friend and put a freckled hand on her cold. Her eyes flickered a bit to him before she stared at the floor again.

"Kevin? Are you hungry?" Molly asked when noticing the bones on the girl's chest stand out in stark contrast. Kevin just blinked slowly. It didn't matter, nothing mattered any more and it wouldn't help her anyway.

Just a short month ago she had been happy. She had a boyfriend. Five close friends. Little Harry to dote on whenever his parents or godfather wasn't doing exactly that. Life had been good. All that had been ripped away in the course of a week and she couldn't believe it.

"No," she moaned where she was sitting on the sofa some time later. All blurred together. Fabian couldn't be dead, neither Wormtail, Prongs or Lily. Sirius couldn't have betrayed them.

"What is it?" Charlie asked carefully from beside her. He understood she had a hard time now, but didn't know how to act, this was nothing like letting Percy sleep in his bed because of a bad dream.

"No," she repeated and stood up. Charlie shuddered as she moved like a sleepwalker over the floor.

It couldn't be. It had to be another explanation. Voldemort was gone, but her friends couldn't be dead and imprisoned. She fell to her knees as a small voice whispered in her head. But it is, you're the only left. How long 'til they take you too?

"No!" Her voice was louder, but shaking and she fell to her side in small convulsions.

"Kay?" Charlie got over to her fast and shook her shoulder. "Kevin!" His voice was shriller and Arthur came to see what was happening. He hastily knelt down over her and placed one hand to her cheek to make her meet his eyes.

"Kevin, look at me," he said calmly as Charlie retracted, scared for his friend. "Kevin," Arthur repeated more stern and rolled her over on her back.

"No. No-no!" she gasped and began tossing her head back and forth. Sweet Lily was hiding somewhere, it had to be like that, they just wouldn't let the vampire in on the secret. Kevin began sobbing as also her shoulders banged down in the floor with rhythmical thumps.

"Shh, look at me and take a deep breath," Arthur said as the sobs grew shallower. He knew it didn't help if she started panicking. Her head fell still as a series of howls escaped her and Arthur lifted her torso into his embrace as he sat properly down on his knees. "Charlie, go find your mother."

"Yes, Dad," Charlie muttered before leaving them. Arthur was glad his son didn't object now, as was Kevin, the small part of her that still was rational didn't want Charlie to see her like this.

"Shh, Kevin, relax," Arthur murmured as he cradled the skinny body to himself. Had she really lost all that weight in just a month? He had always seen her at being in good health and now he almost got scared. "Shh," he repeated. Her breath deepened as the tears stopped and she felt emptied for all. Emotions, feelings, reactions.

At last she lifted her head and met his blue eyes behind the lenses. She didn't know why, she just pressed her lips to his, hard and pained. In the millisecond it took Arthur to realise what was going on he got angry and pushed her away.

"Kevin, no," he said hard and cradled her face to his chest again as he glanced over at his wife in the door-frame. "It was nothing," he defended them with an once.

"I know," Molly sighed and sat down beside them. "Kevin, would you like to take a bath?" She had seen and smelled what state the girl was in and got she needed all the help and care they could offer. Kevin didn't say anything, just moved her gaze to the older woman.

"Can you stand?" Arthur asked and slowly raised them both to their feet. Kevin's shoulders were rolled forward and her head down, all together a miserable look and Molly put a hand around her back.

"Come, dear," she said and guided the vampire slowly out in the kitchen, the entrance and up the stairs.

"Charlie," Kevin mumbled as they entered the bathroom.

"Do you want him to be here?" Molly asked as she put the stopper in the old tub and turned on the water. Again Kevin kept her words to herself. "Heavens know that kid needs a bath anyway," Molly said before calling down the stairs. Kevin was stripped of the sweater a bit reluctantly, it still had some of Fabian's scent in it. But mostly her own now, sadly.

"What is it?" Charlie asked in a low manner as he entered the bathroom to see his mother undressing his best friend.

"Kevin wanted you here," Molly said. Charlie's eyes met Kevin's for a moment and he wrenched off his sweater, she wanted them to do like in the summer when they went swimming. Soon they were both seated in the warm water of the tub, Molly washing Kevin's hair while Charlie did himself with the cloth.

In Kevin's mind a simple sentence repeated itself countless of times; it can't be! Sirius would never betray James and Lily.

"What now?" Molly shouted towards the stairs as she heard crying. She sighed and rinsed her hands quickly in the water and dried them on her apron as she went out the door.

"Kevin, it'll be okay," Charlie said as the silence spread. He didn't have anything else to tell her and he didn't even know if it was true. She just looked at him, not in a glaring way, maybe in a thankful? She lifted her arms a bit and he moved closer. She still wanted him nearer and he walked on his knees to sit across her lap.

Her arms gripped around him, stroking the smooth skin on his back and bum. He was alive, warm and breathing. He held around her neck, placing his cheek to hers and heard her moan softly. They both enjoyed it, she more than him and when Molly came back he let them continue for a short while before she had to scrub Kevin clean.

In the evening Kevin was still at the Burrow, now sitting beside Molly on the couch, each holding a steaming mug with hot chocolate. Molly had magically washed Kevin clothes the fast way, it wore more on the fabric, but was necessary now.

"You don't want to go home, do you?" Molly said and took a sip of the warm drink. Kevin's cup remained untouched. "I can set up a bed for you in Charlie's room." Kevin gave a small shake of her head. It was only a matter of time before she began crying and she didn't want the boy to deal with that.

"Do you want to go home?" Arthur tried, he wouldn't let her anyway. She went back to stubborn catatonic and Molly placed both their mugs on the table.

"Kevin," she said, turning to face the girl. "Please talk to us, we want to help you." Kevin was slowly sliding down where she was sitting sideways in the sofa, leaning forward and wasn't far from drooling. "Kevin," Molly repeated and took the skinny frame into her embrace. Kevin fisted her hands on the flowered dress as the silent tears trickled out.

They were gone. All of them. Fabian, Gideon, James, Lily and Peter. Sirius and Harry was still alive, but no more accessible for her. A sound like a wounded animal escape her as she clung harder to Molly.

"Shh, shh..." The woman rocked slowly and soothingly to tell Kevin she wasn't alone. She felt the warm and heard the promise in the hushing, she just couldn't take it in, believe it. Slowly she emptied again, the tears stopped, but she still clutched to Molly.

"Kevin, do you want to sleep with us tonight?" Arthur asked slowly. Even though it was far from something he would usually offer, he could see in how much need the girl was for physical touch and how she was clinging to his wife like a scared child. Kevin sniffed as an answer.

"You want that? Then maybe we should get to bed," Molly said and stroke the brown hair. As the older woman got them both to their feet, Arthur moved over to take them into a hug. Kevin didn't respond, but her fists loosened as she was enclosed in their scent, heat and love. When Molly tried getting loose slowly, Kevin's knees buckled and Arthur tightened his hold on her.

"Can you walk now?" he asked, not expecting an answer and not getting any before he bent down to pick her up. She put her arms around his neck and legs around his waist, but couldn't help much. The married couple exchanged a worried look before they headed towards and up the stairs. Their first stop was the bathroom and Arthur carefully put the girl down to brush his teeth. She just watched with unfocused eyes until Molly stroke the back of her fingers to the cold cheek.

"Do you have to use the loo?" she almost whispered and Kevin gave a small movement that could be take as a head-shake. Arthur stroke his hand over the girl's head and she accepted being carried the rest of the way. "You can borrow a night-gown," Molly told her as Arthur gently placed her on the bed. She blinked slowly where she was sitting as the redheaded woman searched a drawer and soon pulled out what looked like a big, white shirt.

Kevin didn't object as she once again was stripped of the too big jumper as the smell of her boyfriend was gone, just like him. She had to stand up and support herself on Molly's shoulders to get the jeans off, but soon fell back to her seating. Molly eyed the girl and sighed before pulling the white gown over Kevin's head.

"Come here, dear," she murmured as she directed the petite hands through the arm-holes and Kevin did little to help or resist. In the end the too wide clothing was on and she had to stand again as Molly pulled back the covers to lay her down. Arthur was ready and laid down beside her as she drew her knees almost up to her chin and Molly placed the sheet and blanket over them.

She took a look into the cradle to check that Ginny was sleeping before she changed as fast as she mastered and gazed over he shoulder to see her pillow being dampened by Kevin's tears. Arthur stroke her arm slowly and Molly soon laid down with them.

"Shh, I know it hurts," Molly whispered as she settled Kevin against her side and put an arm around her. The girl swallowed, even though she missed them, knowing that she wasn't the only one held her from sobbing loudly. She drew a deeper breath filled with Molly's flowery smell and felt how nice the soft breast served as a pillow. She closed her eyes even though the tears kept trickling out, it was all just a big mistake.

Molly hadn't been sure at first, but the more she thought about it, the more sure she was: some parts of Kevin's body hadn't shrunk the way you would expect at such a quick weight-loss. Soon the girl fell asleep and the two redheads followed not long after.

When Kevin finally woke the next morning she was alone in the bed. She quickly threw the sheets off herself and ran to the bathroom where she kneeled in front of the toilet and vomited a burning liquid. She squeezed her eyes shut when her body stopped jerking.

She has known it a long time. She had even got to tell Fabian and he had been thrilled. She thought with pain on his ecstatic face when she had shared the news with him, but they never got time to tell anyone else. She was pregnant and now the child would not have a father.

She flushed and made her way back to the bed, supporting herself on the wall and anything else that would hold her. Even though the clock had to be at least ten she dragged the blanket over herself and buried her face in the pillow.

"Kevin?" A child's voice whispered later and someone touched the hand hanging out of the bed.

She looked up and mouthed "hi, Billy-boy," her voice wouldn't have carried. The two oldest brothers regarded her with concern as she pushed the fabric out of her face with strained movements and attempted a smile. At last Charlie crawled in beside her and Bill soon followed to lay behind her.

"Are you sick?" Charlie asked, even though he knew the answer. She tried on a smile, but it turned out as a tired grimace.

"Charlie, Bill," she whispered and swallowed. "I'll have to go away for a while." She spoke slowly, but they listened, this was important. "Not yet, but before Christmas. I'll be gone for months, don't know exactly... But I'll come back." As long as she had the possibility. Charlie nodded and interlaced their fingers.

"I'll wait," he said, as it seemed like something appropriate saying. Bill stroke her hair back with one hand.

"Don't tell your parents or anyone else, okay? Our secret." She swallowed hard again.

"Okay. Why?" Charlie's eyes were getting watery and she wished they weren't, hers were mimicking them.

"I have to do something I don't want anyone knowing about," she said, covering both bases of the question. He blinked understandingly and she closed her eyes. The boys moved closer, near enough for her to feel Charlie's breath to her face and smell the blood pumping through his veins. Still she had no interest in feeding. They laid like that for a long time, jut enjoying each other's company.

"Fred!" A high-pitched scream was heard just before both twins and Percy bolted into the room.

"Shh," Charlie answered annoyed and saw Kevin screw up her face.

"But he took my book!" Percy answered and the girl flinched.

"Fred, give Percy back the book, it's his," Bill said as stern as he managed.

"That's Fred," the twin holding the book answered and pointed to the other.

"I don't care who's who, just leave us alone," Charlie barked. Percy had noticed something was wrong and didn't even look down as Fred handed him the book.

"If you are quiet you can come up here," Bill said when seeing the look on his younger brothers faces. The twins jumped up, their parents' bed was usually off-limits. "Quiet," Bill said again. He was met by three nods and they had soon settled, Percy between Bill and Kevin, the twins in the foot-end.

"Are you okay?" Charlie asked when noticing how blank Kevin's face had gone. She didn't respond and he gave her a one-armed hug.

"Poor Kevin," Percy said as he too hugged her. She just let out a long exhale and closed her eyes.

Molly came up an hour later to see five of her sons cuddling up to the sleeping girl. Bill was the first to open his eyes and she smiled at him as she shook Kevin's shoulder gently.

"Good morning," Molly said softly. "Are you hungry?" She inclined towards the tray with a bowl of steaming soup she was levitating. Kevin blinked several times and the rest of the boys came to life, the twins quickly crawled up to their oldest brother. "Can you sit up?" Molly asked and Kevin clutched her hands around the sheet.

"I think you can," Charlie said carefully and their eyes locked. She pushed herself up in a sitting-position, the boys following her and Molly put the tray down across Kevin's legs. She placed her hand to the spoon beside the bowl, but nothing more happened. She didn't have the energy and why bother anyway?

Molly sighed inaudible before picking up the spoon and took to feeding Kevin. The girl slurped up some of it, but started turning her head in the other direction and Molly placed the spoon down again.

"Boys, why don't you go find some lunch?" she said and sat her eyes in them. The two oldest understood it was no use arguing and got of the bed before taking a twin each by the hand and Percy followed them with a backwards glance. "Kevin?"

"Yeah?" she muttered.

"I think I know why you don't want this soup," she stated and removed the tray. "I have suspected it for some time now." She suspected several things, but that was for another time.

"You know what I am, eh?" Kevin hardly cared if she would be turned in for putting the kids in danger or something, they could stake her within the hour and be done with it.

"I know your not a human," Molly said quietly. "You're a vampire."

"Wo-ho, full score to Mrs. Weasley," Kevin muttered darkly. "You hate me." It was a fact, no one liked a vampire, at least not one having an interest in the children.

"No, I don't. If I did, I wouldn't be offering you this." Molly held out her wrist, a small cut on it. Kevin's mouth began to water, but she told herself to be in control. It was food, something she needed.

"I'll be careful," she promised before laying her lips to the gash, feeling and scenting the blood as much as tasting it. Just the assurance of strength seemed to do something about her, she resembled less of a rag-doll. She swallowed soft several times and ran her tongue to the warm skin, moaning gently. Soon she had to pull herself off and wiped her mouth with the sleeve.

"Feeling better?" Molly asked after healing the cut.

"Much, thanks," Kevin told her and smiled weakly.

"You're welcome to stay as long as you wish."

"I know," Kevin mumbled, not really wanting to take advantage of her friends. Plus, she may blow her cover, but she couldn't raise a child now. Just the thought of convincing Molly of what she would do to her niece or nephew... Hell, the redheaded madam would take the child and raise as her own! "Thanks for the offer, but..."

"The kids would drive you up the wall," Molly finished with a kind smile. Kevin nodded, that was excuse enough now.

"I'll just rest for a few minutes more," Kevin said. And digest, she thought as she slid herself down in the bed. Molly placed her fingers to the girl's temple for a second, then left quietly, drawing the door close. Somehow things would work out.

AN: I'm working on a story of what would happen if Molly found out, but with the pace I'm working it may be finished before christmas... In three years! :D