It was a few days later, Esme and Bill were standing out on her porch. Esme's family lived in the city of Cheshire in the suburb of Crewe. Esme was clutching Bill's thin arm for dear life after she had rang the doorbell.
"I'm sure everything will go fine, Esme," he assured her with a wince.
"Am I hurting you?"
"It's fine, Esme," he assured her again.
Before she could reply, her mum answered the door.
"Hello dear, I thought you were in Egypt," she said surprised to see her daughter.
"I wrote a letter explaining that I'd be back. I need to tell you guys something that's weird to say in a letter."
Janet's blue eyes filled with worry. "Okay, dear. Come in."
Bill and Esme walked in. She knew Ben was still at Hogwarts, she'll tell him later that he's going to be an uncle. She knew John was also at work so Ruby would tell him the news.
"Hey Esme," her stepfather greeted.
"Hey Stan."
She greeted her twin.
"I'm not sure if you guys remember Bill, my curse breaking partner."
Bill said. "It's nice to see you again."
Janet nodded and turned to her oldest daughter with a judgemental eye. "So, what do you need to tell us?"
Esme glanced nervously at Bill who just patted her arm in encouragement and gave her an encouraging smile.
"You're going to be a grandma and an aunt. I'm ten weeks pregnant," she said quickly.
Janet gaped at her daughter in surprise as Ruby stared at her twin.
"Someone say something, please," Esme begged.
She hated the silence.
"This is what happens when you're not under my supervision, you run off to Egypt and get pregnant!" Janet screamed.
"It wasn't planned, we used protection but it didn't work."
Janet glanced at the redhead at her daughter's side. "You're not the father are you, Bill?"
"I'm not the father."
"You actually have sense not to get a girl pregnant, I wish Esme had the same common sense but sadly she doesn't," Janet glared at her oldest.
Ruby yelled. "This is not fair, I lost my child last year and now my perfect sister gets knocked up!"
"Bee," Esme tried.
"Don't even try, you did this on purpose!" she yelled again tears flowing down her cheeks as she ran out of the room.
"See what you did to your sister, you should be ashamed of yourself!" Janet scolded.
Esme was on the verge of crying herself.
"You will not be welcome here anymore and you can not contact your brother," Janet said.
"That's not fair, mum. I'm an adult I can contact my little brother if I want to."
"You should get an abortion so your sister won't feel left out!" Janet screamed before chasing after her younger daughter.
Esme was shocked and appalled that her mum would even suggest that. She would never get rid of her child no matter how much her family didn't want her to keep it.
"I think you should leave," Stan said glaring at his oldest step daughter.
"Gladly!"
Esme stormed out of the house as Bill followed her. Esme began crying as she walked down the street with Bill. She found a wooden bench, sat down and Bill sat down next to her.
"I'm really sorry."
Esme sighed. "I should be the one who should be apologizing. I'm sorry you had to see that."
"Don't worry about it, Esme," he assured her.
"I suppose not all families are perfect like the Weasleys," Esme teased bumping his shoulder.
Bill chuckled. "I love my family but we're far from perfect."
"I suppose so."
Bill said. "I'm the oldest. I know my mum seems to favor me, Charlie, Percy and Ginny over Fred, George and Ron."
Esme nodded. "Ruby has always been mum's favorite as much as she tried to hide it."
"Do I dare ask what an abortion is?" Bill asked.
"It's a sensitive subject, Bill."
The redhead nodded.
"I suppose your mum wouldn't be too thrilled if you or Charlie got a random girl pregnant, would she?"
"Not too much but she would eventually get over it and be happy that she's a grandma."
"I wish my mum was that accepting."
"What would your biological father think about your pregnancy?" Bill asked.
Esme smiled at the mention of her biological father. "I was very close to him but he never showed any favoritism towards any of us. Do you mind apparating with me to his grave?"
"Sure, Esme."
She nodded and apparated to the cemetery. She made her way towards her dad's grave.
"Hey dad."
Patrick James Abrams
7/10/48- 3/2/80
Age: 31
Beloved Son, Brother, Father, Husband and Friend.
"Hey daddy. I know I haven't visited in a while. I've been busy in Egypt curse breaking with my work partner Bill Weasley. He's here with me today."
"Hi Mr. Abrams."
Esme began crying again. "You're going to be a grandpa. I know you would be thrilled but shocked. I was too but I used all the protection available. Mum kicked me out, had the audacity to suggest that I get an abortion so Ruby wouldn't feel left out. I have nowhere to stay while I'm on maternity leave."
She continued talking to her dad.
"How would you like to stay at 'The Burrow'?" Bill offered as they walked out of the cemetery.
"I couldn't ask you to do that, Bill, I can figure something out. I'll take out some of my inheritance that my dad left."
Bill shook his head stubbornly. "I insist."
"You don't have to, you've told me that you're poor. I don't want to add two more mouths to feed. You're not responsible for this child I am."
"Esme, you're one of my best friends. I insist you stay at the Burrow."
Before she could argue back Bill took her by the arm and they aparated to the Burrow. He knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer the door. She had never been here before but she's heard Bill ramble on and on about it
"Oh, Bill!" Mr. Weasley exclaimed happily.
"Hey dad, can we come in?" he smiled.
"Of course."
The two of them walked in.
"Who was at the door, dear?" Molly asked.
"Hey mum," Bill smiled.
Molly immediately greeted her oldest with a hug then turned to Esme.
"You remember Esme, my curse-breaking partner, don't you?" Bill asked.
"We do, it's nice to see you again, dear."
"You too, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley."
"So, what brings you here?"
"Your son insists I impose on you two and stay here since my mum kicked me out," she playfully glared at Bill.
"And she's being stubborn," Bill said.
"Why did she kick you out?" Molly asked worriedly.
"I was kicked out and I can't contact my baby brother because I'm ten weeks pregnant."
Molly glanced at her son. "We're not going to be grandparents yet are we?"
"No, I'm not the father. Everyone keeps thinking I'm the father."
Molly asked slightly disappointed. "Where's the father, shouldn't he take responsibility?"
"He doesn't want anything to do with our child since I'm a muggle born and he's a pureblood."
Bill tensed again. "I nearly forgot he was one of those Purebloods."
"Not all purebloods are like that, dear," Molly assured Esme with a suffocating hug.
She blinked back tears. "I know."
"We're nothing like that. One of my little brother Ron's best friends is a muggle born."
"I'm pretty sure he fancies her," Molly smiled.
Esme nodded.
"So, you staying here or not?"
"I have no other choice," Esme said.
Bill smirked. "I thought you'd see things my way."
"Don't get cocky, Weasley."
Molly transitioned into mother mode and began leading Esme up to an empty bedroom.
"Are you sure you two are just friends?" Arthur asked.
"Yes, dad. We're just friends and that's all we're ever going to be," Bill assured his dad.
Arthur nodded. A few minutes later, Molly and Esme walked down the stairs.
"She's all set," Molly said.
"Thanks for doing this, mum. Now I know Esme is safe and taken care of instead of insulted and upset," Bill smiled hugging his mother.
"You're welcome, dear. Any friend of yours is a friend of ours. Even if she's not carrying my actual grandchild," Molly laughed.
"I'm not getting married anytime soon, mum."
Molly frowned.
"I should get back to work, goodbye," he said hugging each of them before leaving.
"Okay."
Bill apparated back to Egypt.
"So, your mum didn't react well to the news?"
Esme frowned. "No, she didn't and neither did my twin."
"Oh, that's right. You have a twin."
"Yes, I do. She accused me of getting pregnant on purpose. She miscarried last year."
"That's no reason not to be happy for you. I miscarried once or twice between Charlie and Percy."
"You did?"
Molly nodded.