A/N: This is a couple of short scenes that were cut from my story "Auror Take Two," which is a sequel to "Consequences." Those of you who have read ATT will recognize a little dialogue, but I left it in to help make this read more smoothly as an outtake, although it's still a bit abrupt. It's more of a Weasley/Potter family than a Weasley boys piece, but...

Auror Headquarters, Ministry of Magic, London

July 2022

Ginny stepped out of the Floo into Harry's office, assured Louise that all was well and thanked her for her assistance, crossed the eerily empty bullpen, greeted Clarke at the conference room door, and pushed it open to find her entire family. No, really, her entire family—only Charlie was absent.

Everyone began talking at once and her head throbbed. Ginny held up a hand and the room quieted. She turned to Hermione, who stood next to the door.

"Ron's fine. They're both fine, the kids are fine, I'm fine. The downstairs is a wreck, and I need a new front door, but we're fine." Looking around the room at her parents, three remaining brothers, their wives, assorted nieces and nephews and some significant others, the magnitude of what happened finally hit her, and she swayed on the spot. Bill leapt up and pushed her into his chair.

"Oh, Merlin," Ginny moaned, propping her head in her hands. Whoever it was that had attacked her and the children, Ron had been frightened enough to pull his entire family into the security of the Ministry. Ginny had never known him to do that, not in twenty-four years. "Oh, Merlin."

Hermione began rubbing her back. "Yeah, it scared the magic out of us, too. Who was it?"

Ginny shook her head. "I don't know. There were five of them, big, ugly, and mean. They came in firing killing curses, and all three kids were home. All my babies were in the house…."

Bill set a glass of water in front of her, and Ginny closed both hands around it. She was trembling so hard the water sloshed.

"What happened?"

"I stunned them. I would have killed the last one—he was going after James—but I was afraid I would miss and hit him instead and—"

Suddenly her mum was there, pulling Ginny against her shoulder and stroking her hair away from her face like when she was a child.

"You did the right thing," Molly said firmly. "You and your children are all alive because you did the right thing and defended your family."

There was a chorus of agreement all around the table, and Ginny allowed herself to be passed from person to person. She was at the back of the room, peering around Audrey's shoulder at the notice board, when she saw them. All five intruders were on the Ministry's Most Wanted list. Oh, Harry owed her big time!

()()()()

"Everything all right, Weasley?"

Ron grinned. "Harry's already taking some ribbing about his wife catching more dark wizards in one day than he's done in the last six months, and I'm going to spend the weekend working for my sister, but yeah. Everybody's fine." He extended his hand to Clarke. "Thanks for looking after my family. How's Hermione?"

"Docile as a lamb once I gave the code phrase, but I did reactivate the anti-Apparition wards. I reckoned you and Potter would be less angry if you couldn't get in than you would be if I let her get out."

No one was supposed to be able to Apparate in or out of the Ministry except in the designated section of the Atrium, but one of the first changes Harry made after his promotion was to modify the wards on his office. It was supposed to be a secret, but when Ron had been injured several years ago and they sent a rookie to notify Hermione, she'd obediently followed the man back to Harry's office and then promptly Disapparated straight to St. Mungo's. Harry had modified the wards to exclude everyone but himself and Ron and placed the rookie on desk duty for a month.

"Smart move. Go ahead and change the wards, and then you can go home. Thanks again, John."

"Of course, sir. Good luck," Clarke said, and opened the door.

"Ron!" Hermione threw her arms around his neck, then pounded her fist on his chest. "He dies in that movie, you prat!"

"What?"

"McMurphy, at the end of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. He dies."

"But Clarke said you didn't give him any trouble once he mentioned the code phrase." Why did she have to do this now, in front of his entire family? And why couldn't they at least pretend not to be listening?

"Well, it's not his fault you're a prat. And I thought if there was something wrong, you wouldn't have given a phrase at all."

Ron framed her face in his hands and kissed her quickly. "Thanks. It helps me when I know you're safe."

She reached up and squeezed his wrists. "I remember."

Reluctantly, Ron let go of his wife, then turned to his sister. "You okay, sprite?"

Ginny stepped into his hug. "Fine. How're the kids? Harry practically shoved me in the Floo."

"They're a little shook up. Lily's tagging pretty close, and the boys are letting her. Harry sent me to send you back. You need to give a statement."

Ginny wrinkled her nose but said her goodbyes and left the room.

"Has anybody Floo-called Charlie yet?"