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Game On

After our Shower we put on some decent clothes, scooped up the gifts and food I had made the night before and apparated over to the Weasley's for Christmas dinner with the fam. Jen and Charlie had come in from Romania and I was stoked to see my best friend again. It wasn't that I couldn't really see her, all I had to do was apparate, but we were both busy, especially her. Jen liked to keep herself occupied so her brain never had time to remember the awful things that happened to us. I suggested therapy or alcoholism as a much more logical form of recovery, but she was stuck in her ways.

So as Sirius and I apparated onto the snowy front porch of the Burrow I was bombarded by Jen and James, both of whom were desperately trying to avoid Molly Weasley.

"You've gotta help me" they both pleaded at the exact same time. Sirius barked out a laugh at the pair, and grabbed the packages I had been holding.

"They're all yours Darling." He said as he walked into the house leaving me to deal with my children.

"What's wrong?" I asked both of them.

James was quicker to get his story out and Jen glared at him, she was such a nice girl, picking on a 5 year old. "I borrowed Grandmas wand and her bed blew up!"

Me and Jen looked at each other and then James' poor pathetic expression and busted out laughing. "A child after my own heart." Jen managed through her giggles. James began to pout. "It's not that funny! I'm going to be in big trouble." The boy stomped his foot to show us he meant business.

"I'm sorry kid, but the bed blowing up was pretty damn funny." I apologized.

"There are feathers everywhere and a giant hole in the bed! Grandma will kill me when she finds it!" He exclaimed, his dark eyes weeling up with tears. "It's okay James I'll fix it. But what did you do with the wand?"

"I put it back where I got it from." He answered. I shook my head impressed. The boy was clever, Molly would probably never know what happened unless she did the reverse spell thing.

"Okay, go inside I'll try to fix the bed when I get inside" I told him pinching his cheek. "But leave the wands alone from now on huh?" He agreed and then barreled through the door back to his playmates.

"Okay now what's wrong with you" I asked Jen once we were alone with the door firmly shut.

"That bitch!" Jen groaned, referring to Molly "She's driving me fucking insane!"

I laughed at her; she never could get along with the mother in law. I knew exactly why, they both had very domineering personalities and both thought that they knew best. They clashed at everything, from their looks to their thoughts, to the way they spoke.

"What did she do this time?" I asked.

"She keeps bringing up babies! When am I going to have a baby? Are we trying to have a baby? Don't I want children? Am I being frigid?"

I had to cut her off at that statement. My eyes grew wide in shock. "She did not ask you if you being frigid?" I asked her flabbergasted that Mrs. Weasley would say such a thing. "You two fuck like rabbits."

Jen shook her head at me as if she was in pain. "Oh yes she did. It was so embarrassing; especially when Charlie assured her I was far from cold." I couldn't help but smile at that, if only I had been there to see Molly's face. Then something hit me all of a sudden.

I couldn't believe her skank ass didn't tell me.

"Why don't you just tell her you are pregnant?" I asked knowingly. She looked at me in shock. "How did you know? I don't even know for sure I just had a suspicion!"

I'm good I thought to myself. "Bitch please, your uterus is practically glowing. There is a tiny little baby fetus in there for sure." I said poking at her stomach. She grabbed her belly and smiled.

"I call Godmother!" I practically shouted. Ha ha ha I was getting to be Godmother to all the babies being born, my evil plan was working.

"Shhh" Jen hushed me "I don't want anyone to know before I take the actual test and tell my husband." I pretended to lock up my lips and throw away the key. "Your secret is safe with me, for a while anyway and don't worry about Molly just breathe and it'll all be over soon." I assured her.

"Thanks, Come on lets go inside, I'm hungry and you have a bed to repair." She reminded me.

We walked into the cozy house. It was decorated in a ridiculous amount of colorful baubles and lights. Arthur had talked Molly into letting him string up blinking multicolor Christmas lights; he was so pleased with himself. But it was enough to give a person a seizure when you came through the door.

I said hello and Merry Christmas to everyone before sneaking upstairs with the excise of I had to use the loo. I crept into Molly and Arthur's room and saw the havoc that James had wreaked upon the bed. There was a giant black, burnt hole dead center, and there was feathers and fluff everywhere.

I really didn't even know how to fix this. So I tried a basic repairo. Shockingly it worked fairly well on the bed. The burn disappeared and it looked as if the mattress had sewn itself back up. Then I went to the window, the feathers where still floating about. I conjured up a giant wingardium leviosa and sent the white fluff out the window to mingle with the snowflakes.

I glanced around the room quite proud of my work and headed back down the stairs for dinner. James was already sitting at the table and I winked at him as I sat down to let him know everything was okay.

"What are you two up too?" Ginny asked knowing her son too well. "Nothing" we both replied at the same time, practically confessing our guilt. Ginny cocked her head at us. I just shrugged as if I had no idea what she was talking about.

Sirius came over too me and handed me a very strong drink that made me cringe when I sipped it. "Are you trying to poison me?" I asked him coughing and sputtering. He smirked at me. "No you have plenty of other people trying to kill you. I'm just trying to get you drunk." He replied.

I didn't see why I needed to be that drunk so early into the evening. But then I heard a screeching woman from upstairs. "You'll need it darling" Sirius said as he clinked his glass to mine in cheers and then downed his entire glass of firewhiskey. James gave me a terrified look and Jen gave me one of pity. I was about to whisper words of comfort to the little boy when a beet red faced Molly Weasley came huffing and puffing down the stairs.

"Who left the window open in my bedroom?" she roared.

Oh shit. That would be me. Had I forgotten to close it? "There is snow leaking through the floors." She sounded like a howler. She sounded like my own mother there for a moment and a wave of nostalgia washed over me.

"Molly, dear really I'm sure it can be easily fixed." Arthur tried to reason with her.

She continued to argue with her husband while I was desperately trying to come up with a good reason as to why I would have been in her room and left the window open. I looked over at James who was going to confess to the whole mess, but I gave him a don't you dare stare.

It was just me, him and Jen and against Grandma Molly, no man gets left behind god damn it. I knew I would have to tell her I did it I just couldn't' think of anything to say without telling the whole story. Molly was really getting irate. Mom's get insane at parties have you noticed? I guess playing hostess is stressful but come on, she was a witch, just a quick drying charm, no harm no foul.

I looked over at Sirius who was leaning back in his chair watching the whole situation, terribly amused. I'm sure he knew I had something to do with the issue, but he was a bastard and didn't even try to help me.

I was just getting ready to open my mouth when Jen shot up out of her chair.

"I'M PREGNANT!" she shouted as loud as she possibly could. At that moment I truly loved her.

Sirius snorted into his glass, Charlie sat there with his mouth hung open catching flies, everyone else sat there dumbstruck trying to process what she had just yelled. But most importantly Molly Jen hating Weasley stopped screaming and plastered a radiant smile on her face. "Oh, I'm so happy!" she shouted for joy and ran over to Jen, grabbed her face and kissed her on the cheek.

"Another Grandchild, Arthur! Oh Charlie!" She was running around hugging and kissing everyone. Ginny and Hermione congratulated Jen and I mouthed a 'thank you' to her. She rolled her eyes at me and mouthed 'you owe me' back. After things calmed down a little everyone sat down to eat dinner.

The conversation was pleasant and Molly seemed to have forgotten all about the window incident. But then of course she had to spoil my happy Christmas. "So Colleen, It looks like it's just you now" She stated. "Have you decided when your going to have a baby? You know women only have so long before they aren't able to have children. How old are you now dear?"

I saw Sirius out of the corner of my eye pouring himself more firewhiskey. We had never really talked about kids; I guess I wanted them, but not this very instant. I hated it when people acted like it was a woman's duty to have children; it's not 1950 for Merlin's sake. Plus it was just bad taste to ask a woman her age. "I still have a good ten years Molly, don't' worry." I said through gritted teeth.

She opened her mouth to say something else when I heard Ginny mutter something from under the table and Celestina Warbuck's Cauldron full of Hot Strong Love started playing on the record machine. "Oh Arthur it's our song!" Molly exclaimed to her husband and forgot all about the baby issue. I smiled at Ginny; she of all people knew how overbearing her mother could be.

After dinner we all sat around the tree and opened gifts. Lily seemed to love her elephant and giggled uproariously when it walked to her, its trunk swinging. Hmm, I could always start a career as a witch toy designer.

Sirius thoroughly enjoyed his two way mirrors and suggested we do naughty things with them later, basically the wizarding equivalent of phone sex.

Sirius got me an amazing purple diamond cocktail ring that I had seen in a magazine. It was nice to have a rich fiancée who paid attention to what I said. He got brownie points for that.

The night was winding down, the kids were asleep on the floor and the adults were sitting in front of the fire sipping on spiked eggnog and mulled mead. The air was warm and sleepy; I could feel my eyelids getting heavy and my head beginning to rest on Sirius' shoulder.

The peace of the room was severely disturbed by an owl tapping frantically on the window. Charlie got up off the sofa to grab the letter, it was addressed to me. I knew instinctively who it was from, Sirius did to and ripped the letter out of my hand.

"What does that cocksucker want now?" he said as he undid the parchment.

"Sirius give me back the letter, it's illegal to open other peoples mail" I protested. "Not in England" He retorted and read the letter to himself. I think it is illegal in England too.

"You shouldn't read this Colleen" Sirius told me sternly. "What is it?" I asked him, I had to know now, and I grasped at the letter. Sirius held it out of my reach. "Honestly, it's just something to hurt you, or provoke you. It doesn't mean anything."

"Sirius, Give me the god damn letter." I demanded and he reluctantly handed it over. I read the words horrified at what they said.

Dearest Colleen,

Merry Christmas. I hope this letter finds you well, I myself am doing wonderful. It gave me such joy to see you again yesterday; you can't imagine how I've missed you. I thought I'd share a little of Christmas cheer and since I know how innately curious you are, I will share the exact gory details on how your family was murdered. Consider a Christmas Gift from me to you. Well of course you know Bolvechek actually killed them, but did you know I was there? I don't think you did. I was I had the pleasure, of performing the cruciatus curse on them as Bolvechek preformed the killing curse. I must say my job was much more enjoyable, you should have heard how they screamed. Your little sister was the most fun; she begged and pleaded for her life, for the torture to end. It gave me such satisfaction to know I caused her pain, and don't worry I let her know it was entirely your fault. You were such a silly girl, so in love with me you couldn't even see what was really going on. That was your downfall my dear. I hope you don't make the same mistake again. But anyways, I let you get back to your Christmas festivities, I'm sure the Burrow is ripe with Christmas cheer.

Happy Holidays,

John Wuther

I swallowed hard the bile that was rising up from my stomach as I finished the letter. How dare he, he thought this was funny? Some kind of joke? Had he forgotten what I had done with his master when I was provoked? I was not a bitch to be trifled with. It hurt me to the core to know they were tortured before they were killed. I had always hoped it was quick and easy and it killed me to find out that wasn't true. Still I knew they had forgiven me, that they never blamed me at all, thanks to my talk with Lily Potter. But I knew only one thing. It was over for Wuther. I was done with this. If he thought he was going to ruin my life when I had finally gotten it back together he was dead wrong. I grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and wrote a simple reply.

GAME ON MOTHERFUCKER.

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