Long Lost Lestrange

by Xhex25

Hermione discovers that she is not only adopted but someone kidnapped her. Bellatrix feels her magic react when Hermione is injured at the ministry. morally grey Hermione possibly becomes dark Hermione

4. 31-40

Chapter 31

'Harry, wanna play chess?'

'No, I'm just going to read.'

'Do you really just want to read?'

'That's what I said. I will be upstairs.'

'You are turning into Hermione.'

'Everything alright?'

'Sirius? Yea I'm fine.'

'What's up with Ron?'

'He only ever wants to play chess or talk about quidditch. I have other interests.'

'I'm sure you do. Have you shared them with him?'

'I try but he always says I'm becoming Hermione.'

'Is that such a bad thing?'

'No, I like hanging out with Hermione and having things to talk about. But when Ron says it.. It Sounds like she is-' Harry is unable to continue the sentence, anger pours off him in waves.

'I think I understand. Sometimes we grow as people but those we spend time with do not grow at the same pace. It is ok to change and grow. Not every friend will still be there as you grow.'

Harry thinks for a few moments.

'Thanks Sirius, I'm going to go think about all this. See you later.'

'Sure. I hope everything turns out alright.'

'Me too.'

Harry walks into his room and lays on the bed.

.*

'Mum did you get my letter?'

'What letter?'

'I almost ran out of potion.'

'I gave you an extra dose, how did you almost run out? What happened?'

'I may not have remembered the right day every time. I dropped one dose when I was startled by neville. And I know Harry ate the snack I prepared for him but he didn't act like he received that dose.'

'Do you know what will happen if you are caught?'

'It can't be that bad.'

'You will be expelled and probably arrested.'

'But you said this is what I needed to do to keep Harry as my friend.'

'I will send some more doses with you but you will need to be more cautious. You cannot get caught.'

'Thanks mum.' Ron hugs his mother and walks away.

.*

Knowing that the board was scheduled to arrive later this week for ward strengthening; Albus decided that he had more important things to do with his precious time. He sent a small note to his favorite submissives. Molly and Alaster would arrive at his private residence when they had time.

When Albus arrived at his home, Alister was already there but Molly was nowhere to be seen,

'You disappointed me when we last spoke.'

Alaster was kneeling on the ground as he was trained. Head bent so he was staring at the ground.

'You will not do so again.'

Alister knew better than to respond. Albus began administering his punishment. Within a few hours Molly arrived. She moved to mimic the position Alister was in previously.

Over the next week Albus allowed himself to relax while playing with his submissives. Molly came and went when her schedule would allow but Alister was there the entire time. (yes all 3 fucked, no i couldnt convince myself to write it.)

When the week ended Albus returned to the school and was entertained to feel the wards had only been raised to about 30%. Clearly the Board were not as strong as they pretended to be.

.*

'Lovely to see you again, Miss Lestrange.'

'You as well, My Lord.'

'As you are not a marked follower you don't need to be so formal you may call me Tom.'

'Thank you, Tom.'

'I have something for you and your parents. This is a communication journal. You simply write in it and someone on the other side can read it and respond.'

'That sounds marvelous. I wonder how it works. What are its limitations?'

'You can only communicate one way and the contents are now privacy protected. Also you may not change the shape in an effort to conceal it.'

'Fascinating. I wonder-' She stops not wanting to seem rude.

'Go on?' He encourages.

'I wonder. . .' he nods encouragingly, 'if i could improve upon this design, make improvements.'

'I would love to see what you come up with.'

'Thank you Tom, this is lovely.'

'You are most welcome. Be safe.'

'I will.'

.*

'Mum, I think it's time that I have my glamour removed.'

'Really?'

'Yes, I want to return to school as Lyra.'

'That is wonderful.'

'I will have to tell everyone that Aunt Cissa and Uncle Lucius broke the glamour for me.'

'I understand. Have you been to Gringotts yet?'

'I was thinking about going there after this.'

'Alright I will owl Cissa and everything will be ready for tomorrow.'

'Thanks mum, I will see you after breakfast.'

Hermione hugs Bella before leaving the room and flooing away to Diagon Alley.

Once arriving at Gringotts, Hermione approaches the nearest available goblin.

'How may I assist you?'

'I would like to test my lineage. I recently learned that I am the Lestrange Heir and I have been told that I should have access to a vault.'

'Come with me.'

Hermione follows the goblin down the hall and into a sparsely decorated office.

The goblin takes his seat behind the desk and motions for Hermione to sit as well.

'You wish to verify your heritage?'

'Yes sir.'

The goblin pulls parchment from the desk and lays it on the desk in between them. Then he pulls out a large needle.

'I will need to prick your finger then you will frip only 5 drops of blood onto this parchment. If you are who you say you are, we will proceed. If not…' the goblin doesn't finish his thought but Hermione feels that things would not be pleasant.

After the parchment has her blood it begins to form words.

'You are indeed the Lestrange Heir. I will return in a moment with the proper documents to sign.'

Hermione nods and the goblin leaves the room. Soon all the paperwork is completed and Hermione removes a sizable amount from her vault. She then walks through the alley to find presents for friends and family.

.*

Hermione arrives at Lestrange manor and begins to look for her mother. Slowly she walks through the halls wondering where her mother could be this morning. As she passes the door to her room she hears 2 voices. Turning toward it she opens the door. Inside the room she sees her mother and aunt bustling about.

'Mum?'

'Lyra dear, I'm so glad you are here. Come in, we are almost ready to break your glamour.'

'That's great mum, morning Aunt Cissa.'

'Morning dear. Are you ready to see your true features?'

'Yes I am. It's been challenging not being able to ask this before now.'

Cissa and Bella rush over and wrap Lyra in a hug.

'It is almost time. Lay on the bed while we finish the preparation.'

Soon after Lyra lays down she hears the chanting begin:

'hanc libera formam, hoc velum leva, verum se aperi, a falsis solve (free this form, lift this veil, reveal her true self, unbind her from that which is false)

.*

Slowly Lyra opens her eyes. Her mouth is dry, after blinking a few times she is able to see a little better in the dim light. Slowly she sits up, her head pounding. A glass is pressed into her hand. Raising it to her lips without thinking about it, she begins to drink. Suddenly her eyes focus and she notices her hand seems to be a lighter shade then it normally is.

'Mum?' She asks softly.

'Yes, dear. Everything went well. You look beautiful. Your father said you look like I did back in school, and I have to agree.'

Lyra smiles.

'You can rest for another hour before you need to floo back to the twins shop. Be sure you eat a good meal tonight, you will need it to replenish your core.'

'I will mum. Tell Winky?'

'Alright dear, rest some more.'

Lyra wakes 45 minutes later. She sits up slowly, this time it is easier. When she stands her body feels different. Perhaps she changed more than she initially thought. Step by step Lyra inches toward her bathroom. As she enters the light turns on and she gets her first glimpse of herself.

Black hair that hangs is loose ringlets, eyes now a medium almost dark gray, her face thinned out and more defined. Her petite form seems to have filled out more, her shirt seems tighter then it had that morning. As she continues to look, Lyra notices that she is another inch or two taller.

A smile grows as she realizes that the differences may be minor but they accentuate her features. Lyra looks through her closet to find something a little bigger to wear, before going to find her mother.

When she leaves her room, Lyra sees her family waiting in the hall.

'Lyra, you look beautiful.'

'Thank you father.'

'Hey cousin. I see you are planning to stir up some more trouble.'

'That is the plan, Dray.'

'I wish I could be there.

'As fun as that would be, I don't think having you with the Order would be a good idea.'

'True.' Lyra hugs each member of her family.

'If you cannot stay there, you will floo us.'

'Of course, I will, uncle. I think Sirius will make sure I am safe until I return to school.'

'Speaking of, his trial is scheduled. He will receive an owl. Please tell him.'

'I will. I know how eager he is to clear his name.'

'Dear? You need to leave now the shops are beginning to close in Diagon.'

'Yes mum. See you on the train, Dray. I will be home as soon as I can.'

.*

Chapter 32

Arriving through the floo, Lyra follows the twins into the kitchen. Molly is sending the completed dishes to the table while the family is seated waiting. The room becomes silent as everyone catches sight of a stranger. Several wands point in her direction while the twins move in front of her for protection.

'Who is this? How did she get in?'

'Mum-'

'The Malfoys offered Hermione the option to break the glamour hiding her appearance.'

'The Malfoys attacked her? I thought no one knew she was there.'

Lyra places a hand on each of the twins. As one they look at her.

'I will handle this.' The twins step aside but stay close.

'I have been communicating with them, they are my closest relatives. I am becoming quite close with my cousin as well. They mentioned that I may be glamoured so I invited them to visit me. When it was discovered that I did have a glamour, they offered to remove it.'

'Do you realize the danger you put yourself in? You were at their mercy, they could have killed you.'

'Family is everything to them, and me as well. I will not listen to anything against their character. They helped me with this and they plan to be my guardians until I finish school. If you cannot accept this then I have nothing else to say to you.'

'Hermione?'

'I would prefer to be called Lyra from now on. My school records will be updated as soon as my family is granted guardianship. Can we eat now? Or are you going to continue saying vile things about people you don't know?'

'How do we know you have not been imperioused? They could have done anything to you while

you recovered from the glamour removal.'

'Should I just leave then? I know we only have another day before returning to school but I

refuse to listen to this.'

'No you will not leave. You are family and anyone who wishes to remain here will hold their tongue.' Sirius says while glaring around the table.

'Thank you cousin, I will be in my room. Good evening.'

Lyra walks out of the room hearing an argument break out behind her. Winky is waiting in her room with a large tray of food.

.*

The morning everyone boarded the train Sirius met Lucius at Malfoy Manor.

'Are you ready for trial?'

'Yes, I would be better prepared if I knew where to find a certain rat though.'

Lucius summons a small cage, 'this one?'

'How did you-?'

'Let's not discuss specifics at this time. We need to be on our way. Trial begins within the hour.'

Both men floo directly into the Head Aurors office.

'Right on time Lucius, Mr Black I presume.'

'Amelia Bones? I didn't know you were the Head Auror.'

'I imagine you missed a lot while incarcerated.'

'True.'

'This cage contains an Animagus. We believe his testimony will be needed during this trial.'

'If you insist. Let's head to the courtroom. With any luck this will not take all day.'

.*

'For our first order of business there has been a motion to release Albus from his position within the Wizengamot for illegal monitoring of mail.'

'Now hold on just a moment-'

'Reading the material before you and vote, this is not a trial therefore no defense is needed. If this passes there will be investigations held after this trial.'

Within 10 minutes the motion had passed unanimously. Albus was detained for questioning and the trial of Sirius Black had begun, while the questioning was lengthy ultimately there was nothing concrete to pin on Albus so they had to release him.

.*

Lord Black Falsely Imprisoned

Today in an emergency session the Wizengamot help a trial for the notorious Sirius Black, during this trial it was discovered that the formerly 'HEROIC' Peter Pettigrew is in fact alive and that he is a key factor in the deaths of the Potters, how many others were wrongfully imprisoned? Are we certain that everyone at Azkaban received a fair trial? Is Lord Black the only escaped prisoner that will seek a fair trial? What actions will the ministry take now?

.*

Murder, and Mayhem Amidst Many Mysteries.

The minister held a press conference today to address several issues, first the trial of Pettigrew has concluded but the details are being kept confidential until further investigations have concluded. Second, all Azkaban escapees are requested to contact the Head Auror to discuss their case so that they may determine how to proceed. And finally Dumblodore has been removed from his position as head of the Wizengamot. There is no reason currently known and all parties have refused to comment. What does all this mean for the people? Clearly some larger scheme is in place. With any luck we shall not have to wait too long before the truth begins to surface.

.*

A smile grows upon Lyra's lips as she reads the morning profit again. Everything is beginning to come together. Finally, with any luck Dumbledore's days at the school are limited. Across the great hall Draco stands and begins to leave the hall and Lyra rushes to join him,

'Hello, cousin.'

'Hey, Dray, do you think we should send a letter to cousin Sirius?'

'Of course. I wonder who Lord Black will name as his heir.'

'Probably his godson, Harry.'

'Really? I had no idea.'

Lyra smiles as they enter charms class.

.*

Moments after leaving his trial a free man, Sirius enters Gringotts seeking to reinstate his Lordship status and name his heir.

Somewhat reluctantly the goblin delivers the requested item.

'Your ring, Lord Black.'

'Thank you, now i need to begin the process of naming my heir.'

'You will not be able to.'

'I don't understand. I do not have an heir listed.'

'That is irrelevant. Your house magic claimed an heir long ago. But that is all that can be said on the matter.'

'Do you know the identity? Can you tell me how old? Or even the gender?'

'The goblin nation does not interfere in the matters of wizards. Just know that when you find your heir, we will be here to verify birth right.'

Sirius leaves frustrated. Who is this heir? Did his brother have a child? It couldn't be, he died so young. Barely out of school. But who else has enough to claim heir? Unless his mother-- no he can't even finish the thought.

Sirius returns home and stares at the tapestry. Why are the kidnapped children not on it? Sirius begins pouring through the texts in the Black library looking for something that will make the bloody tapestry reveal who is missing. Several days pass and Sirius has no answers. That night an order meeting is scheduled. Sirius confronts Dumbledore about another kidnapped relative.

'Who else has been kidnapped?'

'I have no idea what you mean.'

'I went to Gringotts. They wont let me claim an heir because the House of Black already has one. Who is it? I know you know.'

Dumbledore huffs and thinks this is oddly reminiscent.

'I honestly have no idea what you mean. Could the Malfoy or Lestrange children have a claim to the Black house?'

'We both know that the Lordship passes along the male line. That means myself or Regulus had a child. Which is it? And where are they?'

'I simply have no idea what you are insinuating. I have no knowledge of any such child. Can we start the meeting?'

'No, you may not start the meeting. This is no longer headquarters. I will no longer be an accomplice to you and your minions. From this moment forward the Order is not welcome here. Get out before I let Kreacher remove you all.'

Molly begins to yell and Sirius simply calls Kreacher. 'Remove Mrs. Weasley, she is not welcome any longer. Do not let her return.'

Arthur looks at Sirius. 'Was that necessary?'

'Unfortunately, yes it was. You are welcome to return as long as it is not order business. Have a nice night.' Arthur leaves through the floo. Everyone else slowly leaves.

'Sirius, is this how you really feel?'

'Albus I don't think you want to try to continue this conversation with me right now. Leave my home before I call Kreacher again.' Albus walks out the front door and apparates away.

.*

'Did you even try to defend me?'

'Molly-'

'That wretched elf threw me out. I can't believe Sirius could allow that.'

'You can't-'

'Can't? Can't what?'

'He has every right to demand everyone leave-'

'No he did not. That is headquarters. He is a criminal. I will have him thrown back into Azkaban.'

'He is a free man now-'

'I don't care. He will regret this.'

'You are going to have to calm down.'

'No! I will not.'

Raising his voice Arthur pulls his family magic before ordering: 'As your Head of House I forbid

you from taking action on this matter. I'm going to Romania, you will stay with Muriel. I don't know how long I will be gone. Go pack. I will see you when I return.'

Molly is stunned into silence. She can feel the house magic pulling her to do as he bid.

Arthur climbs the stairs to gather a bag for travel. After shrinking the bag and placing it into his pocket. He apparates to the Ministry to request an emergency Portkey.

When learning the portkey would leave in the morning, Arthur went to his office to prepare for a leave of absence.

.*

Chapter 33

'Thank you for joining us. Before we begin, Minerva is going to seal the room for privacy.'

'Why would you need to do that? The castle has always kept head conversations secret.'

'Has it? Or has the headmaster been privy to everything that goes on in these walls?'

Pomona slowly closes her mouth, her response silenced for now.

'It seems that there have been some inconsistencies in regards to the health and safety of the students.'

'That is impossible.'

'Unfortunately it is not.'

'Can you explain in more detail?'

'Severus, have you seen any odd behavior lately? Any potion ingredients missing?'

'Odd behavior? What makes children's behavior odd?'

'Like the potion Longbottom asked about? Did he boy bring it to you, Severus?'

'He did. I spent the break testing the potion and the results are not good.'

'Is it able to alter a person's actions? Or at least their thoughts that can lead to actions?'

Slowly Snape asks, 'how did you know that?'

'We believe we found the victim. What can you tell us?'

'Hold on. What potion? What victim?'

'Actually I think this conversation needs to stop right here.'

'Why?'

'Sharing perspectives may impede the Aurors investigation.'

'Why are there Aurors involved?'

'Never mind that now Filius. I am sorry for bringing everyone here and causing way more questions than answers.'

'Hold on minerva, before everyone goes. This evening once every student is accounted for in their common rooms cast the house sleep protection spell. After it has taken effect the elves will arrive and run a diagnostic on every student. I do not wish to remain uninformed with the well being of our students any longer. Over the next week I will bring these results to each of you. Do not discuss this without proper protective wards. Do not mention it to anyone outside of this room. The safety of the students has been called into question.'

'How can you decree this? On what grounds?'

'Did you know that every year I was under the impression that I gave a physical and magical

evaluation of every student that walked these halls?'

'Yes, that is policy.'

'I have now been informed that the only time a 6th year has been treated or examined he was injured. Despite the fact that this student was malnourished I made an annual report that everything was fine.'

'That is not possible.'

'I can assure you it is.'

'Understood. We will take all necessary precautions.'

Snape remains behind after filius and pomona depart in silence.

'When are we contacting the Aurors?'

'I think at the end of the week after I have completed evaluating the entire school.'

'I will make sure I am available to speak to the aurors. I must return for my next class.'

'We will talk soon.' Severus left the room.

.*

When Arthur arrives in Romania, he and Charlie sit down for a serious conversation.

'Your mother and I are experiencing a difference of opinion regarding your behavior. You need to step into the role of lord Prewett and take up your responsibilities. Your mother says you are not ready and I can understand your reluctance but this is not something you can continue to hide from.'

Charlie stares blankly at his father.

Arthur sighs heavily, 'This is all new to you isn't it?'

Mutely Charlie nods.

Arthur needs a moment to collect himself. His anger nearly escapes his control. His son has no idea? Molly lied? For all these years? He refuses to unleash his anger on his son. He had no idea things were this bad. How many other lies has she told?

'Son, it would seem I have a lot of things to discuss with you. The first of which is that you were adopted. Your mother passed away shortly after you were born and your father was Gideon Prewett. I'm sorry that this will appear as if it was hidden from you.' Arthur clears his throat before continuing.

'The truth is Molly swore she has been having conversations with you about this for years. She wanted house business to stay within the house. I agreed. Your aunt Muriel has been asking about this as well and your mother told her you were not ready to accept the responsibility yet. I'm so sorry that I trusted her at her word. I should have just asked you.'

'Dad. it's not your fault i understand. Mum never wants to discuss anything serious. Not careers or commitments, just when will I be home and how long am I staying. What do I need to know? Do I need to visit Gringotts?'

Arthur opens his mouth to answer when suddenly he feels a sharp pain in his chest. He gasps for breath. Charlie begins a diagnostic charm to determine the problem. His charms are clear, there is nothing wrong. Moments later Arthur feels the pain ease and he can breathe normally again.

'Dad, are you ok? What was that?' Charlie summons a glass of water for his father.

'I have no idea. But I think I would like to see a healer, where is the nearest one?'

'There is one here on the reserve, we can be there in a moment. Are you ready? I can apparate us there.'

'Let's go. I need to know what happened.'

.*

The Chimera Cantena had been open in Knockturn Alley for just a few short years but it had quickly become a well known pub for natives and tourists alike.

Lord Black enters the pub as if he owns the place. Looking around the room several others are looking back at him. Many familiar faces, many more unfamiliar.

Lord Malfoy strides across the room. 'Lord Black I see you got your ring from the Goblins, were you successful in naming an heir?'

'No, actually. It seems the house of black already has an heir. Sadly I have no idea who might happen to hold that title.'

'Another missing heir? I wonder if there are any others that have gone unnoticed.'

'So it seems. I wish I could convince the goblins to tell me who my heir is, it is truly distressing that this keeps happening.'

'We have similar concerns regarding children. We can discuss matters further in private.'

'Agreed, ah there is remus. Excuse me.' The men part ways while Sirius greets his oldest friend.

'I never thought I would see the day you would walk free amongst us again.'

'Neither did I to be honest. Grab us some firewhiskey and I will get us a table.'

'What are your plans?'

'Move forward with becoming Harry's guardian. Get house affairs in order, perhaps travel over the summer holidays? But first I need to find the house of Black heir.'

'What do you mean? I thought you would name harry…..'

'I would but I can't, the goblins have informed me that there is a legitimate heir.'

'Moony opens his mouth but says nothing. Shock spreads across his face.'

'Yeah, that's about how I processed it.'

'Who?' Remus breathes out quietly.

'If only I knew.'

'We will find your heir. No matter what.'

'Thank you old friend. But for now let's enjoy our evening. Perhaps we can find company?'

'You go ahead.'

'Still not interested?'

'I - I.'

'Relax, you explained and I understand. Just keep in mind that cousin dora seems to be interested in you.'

'Are you- never mind I didn't actually ask it. How can she—- i would never… She is a child.'

'I know. But she is determined.'

'Damn Black blood. Must you all be so single minded in your determination?'

'Yes we must.' Sirius exclaims before swallowing his drink. 'I need another. What about you?'

'Not yet, you go ahead.'

.*

'Mr Weasley. I cannot find the cause of this phantom pain you experienced. But I insist you stay a few days so we can monitor your condition. I will not keep you here but I insist you return daily and if anything else happens.'

'I can do that. I planned on staying until the end of the week anyway.'

'That's great. I know Charlie has been missing his family. Now on a more serious note. Your memory seems to have been altered a few times. There are some gaps there we can explore if you want. There is also something in your system. I think it's some kind of daily potion. Are you currently on anything?'

'Not that I know of, can you determine the type?'

'I can send the diagnostic out for testing and evaluation. That can also take a few days to come back.'

'Please do so. I want to know what is happening to me.'

'I have already sent it. The origin seems to be illegal. If we uncover who is dosing you there may be legal action taken.'

'I understand and I support that action. Do whatever you need to do. Can you explore those gaps? Or do I need to see a specialist?'

'I can have a specialist here this evening.'

'Don't bother. I am a legilimens. I can help dad and then we can be sure it stays confidential unless/until you are ready to take action.'

'I think we will do that.'

'Alright I will notate 'refused mediwitch intervention' on that if you will place the tip of your wand here. I will see you tomorrow. If the results return after you have seen me that day I will owl Charlie.'

'Thank you for your help and honesty. We will return tomorrow morning.'

'Let's go to Gringotts alright son? If you want to, that is.'

'If I… dad. I want to acknowledge my parents. I want to see if they left anything for me to see in the event they died. I will always be your son but I need to do this for me.'

'I understand. Let's get going.'

.*

Chapter 34

The Prewett vaults have been locked for years. Muriel has her properties and her annual allowance but nothing else. The gobins do not have it on record that the current Lord Prewetts have perished but they are willing to grant interim Lord status until such time as the missing Lords are proven alive or dead.

'What do you mean you have no proof they are dead? It's been nearly 30 years.'

'We understand that but their personal vaults have not passed on to you or any other family members. We believe that they are being held captive somewhere.'

Charlie and Arthur are stunned. They sit in silence for several moments before the goblin clears his throat. 'Place your hand on this stack of parchments and feed your magic into them. This will conclude the Lordship transfer. You now have access to the family vaults and your personal vault.'

'I need a full accounting of everything I have access to.'

'Return in 2 hours time and we will have everything ready for review. Thank you.'

Arthur suggests lunch to discuss more about what Charlie needs to know. When they return to the bank they are immediately escorted to an office where there are many large stacks of papers waiting for them.

'Thank you for returning. When we were compiling our information we came across some interesting information regarding Mrs. Molly Weasley. In anticipation of the outcome of that information we also compiled all documents pertaining to your house Lord Weasley.'

'What did y--'

Arthur cut his son off. You respect the goblins and thank them before you inquire so as not to be rude. This method cuts down on the fees they charge annually. To most it is not noticeable but the Weasley's do not need that kind of penalty over their accounts.

'Thank you for gathering my house information. You didn't have to but I will take this opportunity to review everything. Will you share with us the interesting thing first?'

'Your wife has 3 vaults. One labeled Weasley, one labeled Prewett and a third with her middle name listed as the surname.'

'That is curious news. Thank you for informing me. As her current head of house and her former house's head we both needed to be aware of this information. Are the contents substantial?'

'In the third vault, yes. In the other two it is dismal.'

'Alright. Please take a finders fee out of the third vault for your efforts. May we have some time to review these documents?'

'Of course. I think I will gather my finders fee and take my lunch. Let the goblin at the door know if you need anything before I return.'

'Thank you.'

After the goblin left, Arthur turned to his son. 'I know you have questions about what just happened but now is not the time or place. Let's look through these like we planned and I promise I will answer your questions later.'

'Alright.' Arthur pulled the nearest stick toward Charlie.

'As Lord Prewett you can decide if I am allowed to look at anything in these piles. If you chose not to, I will not be offended. You can also decide if you want an advocate to help you learn all the ramifications of being a lord. I offer you my services. But as I am not in your house you can request someone else. Your Aunt Muriel would be helpful in answering your questions either way. At this time I don't recommend Molly as she clearly had no intention of letting you know of your heritage.'

'I formally request your assistance in house matters father.'

'I would be honored to help you son. Let's get started.'

They spend the next hour sifting through documents detailing properties and items stored in the family vaults. There is an inventory of the missing Lord Prewetts vaults but access is not permitted. Charlie may not be overly rich but he will be able to live comfortably for his lifetime as well as keep family comfortable as well if needed.

'Why did mum keep this from me? I could have helped with everyone's Hogwarts tuition. We all knew you were struggling and wanted to help.'

'I have no idea. We can ask her when we return to England. Now I am going to go through my stuff. You are welcome to observe and ask any questions you think of.'

Arthur pulls his stack to him and Charlie realizes how badly his father has struggled. They barely covered tuition the last 3 years. And with the war it's getting harder to work extra hours.

'Everything is in order except for that other account. I have no idea where she got all that money.'

'Ah hello again. We were just finishing up.'

'Is everything in order?'

'Almost everything, yes. If it is not too much trouble can you gain the records on the entirety of this account? We need to know that everything was obtained legally.'

'I actually got that on my way back here. Does it look legal?'

Glancing through the new documents Arthur frowns. 'I'm not sure if it is but I want to look into it further before assuming anything. Please take another finder's fee and we never discussed this account nor have I seen these documents.'

'Of course. Those are all your personal copies. Would you like to take them with you? Or we can store them for you. No added fee this time.'

'Store them in a new personal vault that only I am able to access.'

'Of course. It will be set up immediately.'

'Lord Prewett, are there any concerns with vaults?'

'Not at this time. Please follow the instructions on this note after we leave. Take the fee from my personal vault.' Arthur looks at his son, wondering what could possibly be on a note that he would not want to say out loud.

'Of course.' A moment later as they are escorted to the main lobby, Charlie gasps.

'I almost forgot. I need to make a withdrawal.'

'Right this way and we can arrange that for you.' Charlie removes enough to cover the expenses for the week and they leave the bank.

When they aparate to Charlie's place he turns to his father.

'Did I almost offend the goblin?'

'Never ask anything outright. Always start with pleasantries. As a Lord they will hold your actions against your entire house. Your behavior will dictate the amount of taxes and fees your house will pay, per vault, and any other time they feel like charging you. I had this talk with Bill but I didn't think any of the rest of my children would have to face being a Lord. I apologize for the oversight.'

'It's alright I knew they were sensitive. I have a Mastery in magical creatures after all. I just didn't realize that particular nuance. Sometimes it's hard to remember to discuss nuances. I understand.'

.*

'Blay, Why are you reading when I am right here. Normally we are already kissing.

'Go away,' he whispers, 'I'm busy.'

'You're always busy lately.' she pouts.

'I thought you might be able to take a hint.' His eyes never leave the book. 'Clearly you have not. I'm not interested, please leave.'

'Blay, don't be like that. We have had so much fun together.' She places her arms around him in a hug. Blaise raises his arm to push her away and catches sight of Lyra.

'Hey I didn't see you there.' He stands quickly and the Hufflepuff pulls away with a look of disgust.

'Is she why you won't touch me anymore? Are you serious? What could she possibly have that I don't.'

'You need to leave now, we are going to study. Right Lyra? Blaise asks.

'Oh yes I was about to study but I was interrupted by her ramblings. I had to see who was being

that loud in the library. If you don't leave I will give you detention for interfering in others studies.'

'You bitch. I will not be talked to this way no matter who you are.'

'Vane? Lyra asks Blaise. He nods.

'Elle vane 7th year puff. Her twin is in my house.'

'Ah and their sister's in mine. I suppose I will have to discuss this with your head of house. Blaise walk me there?'

'You can't!!'

'Oh? And why not?'

'I was just trying to relax, this is my last term.'

'Try to relax elsewhere then. You might also find someone interested in your pursuits.'

Without another word Miss Vane storms off towards the library exit.

'Thank you. Lyra.'

'Why is this not the first time I have found you ignoring a female?'

'I'm trying to change into someone worth dating.'

'Ah for this mystery girl. Tell me about her?'

'I —can't. I— I'm not ready.'

'Alright no rush. I'll just go—'

'No I really was trying to study. Join me?'

'Sure. Let me grab some books off the shelves.'

.*

Chapter 35

The next morning when they enter the healers tent on the reserve they are met with a haggard looking healer.

'Is everything alright?'

'No, no it is not alright. Late last night I received the results of your test. I know I said a few days but it came back early. I have been reviewing the results and trying to find a way to tell you. Well there is nothing for it now. You have been on many daily potions for decades. Mood altering as well as persuasion, lust and intelligence dampening.'

Arthur is stunned he nods his head as he sinks into the nearest chair.

'Because of this combination I am required by law to report this to my ministry and yours. I will continue to compile my report while you are still my patient. You will have 24 hours after I release you before I report this. Do you understand? Your chest pain yesterday was from withdrawal. Take these potions and you will not feel those pains again.'

Arthur slowly sips the potions with a blank stare.

'Are you saying that this was done by his wife?' Charlie asks, trying to control his voice.

'Unless your father has a mistress somewhere that is trying to get him to leave his wife?' Looking at Arthur they both see him shake his head slowly. 'Yes, that is what I am saying.'

'How?' He whispers, 'She was so sweet when we were at Hogwarts together. I always cared for her.' He has tears running down his cheeks as he finishes his sentence.

'Your core has been attacked daily for decades. There is no telling when this began. I'm sorry.'

After being sure they covered everything they slowly walk back toward Charlie's cabin.

'Dad, are you going to be alright?'

'No, I don't think I will be.'

'Is there anything I can do?'

'Are you returning with me to England?'

'Yes I need to go put in my leave but this is definitely a family emergency.'

'Then you are already doing everything you can, son. I'm going to go lay down. Let me know when it's time for dinner.'

'I will dad. I love you.'

'Love you too, son.'

Watching his father after everything he learned today is heartbreaking. How could anyone do that to a man this kind hearted? His features harden and his resolve turns to steal. Throwing a handful of powder into the fireplace he calls out his brother's name and sticks his head into the fire.

.*

'Luna? What are you doing in the Slytherin dorms?'

'Theo? I didn't know I was… I was just following the castle. She said I was needed here.'

'The ca- castle? I'm sure she did. Do you have any more information?'

'No one should be alone.'

'Err ok let's take a walk around to see who might be alone.'

Luna hugs theo excitedly.

'Have you been in other common rooms?'

'Not yet, Hogwarts told me I could find a way to help starting here.'

'Good plan. Let's go. I think Drake and Blaize should be around here somewhere.'

'No lower years.'

'Ok firsties are in their rooms by now. Right this way. Theo entwines their fingers as he pulls her down the hallway.'

.*

'Hey Char. What are you doing here?'

'I need you to come visit. Don't tell anyone. You may be here for a few days.'

'What's wrong?'

'Just please?' His voice cracks with emotion.

'Alright, give me an hour to gather my things and contact work. I will be there soon.'

'Thank you.'

Charlie pulls himself away from the fire and sets off to inform his boss about his family emergency. He rarely takes time off so his boss agrees with no questions asked. When he returns he starts to make tea. He sets it on the table just as his brother walks through the floo. Sighing in relief he strides across the room and engulfs his brother in a hug.

'Char? Is everything ok?'

'No Bill, it's not. Let me check on dad and I will tell you as much as I can.'

'Wait dads here? Why do you need to check on him?'

'Lower your voice. I promise I will tell you in a minute.' He walks over to his spare room and cracks the door. Arthur is laying on his back, his face streaked with tears, a soft snore echoes through the room. Charlie softly closes the door again and walks back to his kitchen table. He sinks into a chair and drops his head into his hands.

'You look stressed as hell. Would you rather be drinking something stronger?'

'I would but I need to be sober for now. Maybe later.'

'I'm not sure how much of this is house business but I want to tell you what is going on. Can you swear an oath that this conversation is between us and dad only? Between the house of Weasley and the house of Prewett?'

'No one leads the house of Prewett.'

'That is no longer true. Please.'

'Alright I swear on my magic that this conversation is between us and father, and it shall remain between us three on behalf of the houses of Weasley and Prewett.' There is a soft glow that surrounds them.

'Thank you. I would like to introduce myself. I am Lord Prewett and my father is Gideon Prewett. Before you ask anything let me start at the beginning.' Charlie goes over the day previous, he skips the vault drama and focuses on claiming his Lordship and his missing house members.

'Mum's brothers are alive?'

'Probably. Why else would their vaults not pass on to their family? I am Gideons heir. Wouldn't it be mine?'

'Yes… Mum didn't tell you? Even after telling dad and Aunt Muriel that she was telling you all this time?'

'Yup. I don't know what motivated her to keep it from me. I guess we will find out when we go back to England.'

'Back? Don't you have work?'

'Well I have house business to learn and dad said he would teach me. I think he will need us all for a while.'

'What's wrong with him? Did you get some bad results from the healer?'

'Actually i'm not sure if I-'

'Go ahead and tell him son, I don't have the strength to talk about it yet. I'm going to shower.'

They both look up and realize Arthur is standing in the hallway.

'I hope I haven't said too much.'

'No, Bill needs to know about this. This is house business and he is my heir. I need his help with the paperwork.'

'Paperwork? Dad there are very few reasons the heir is required to help with paperwork. I'm almost scared to ask.'

'Boys, I will be getting a divorce as soon as possible.' Arthur turns around and shuffles away. His sobs carry down the hall despite his efforts to hide them.

'Start talking Char. There are clearly many gaps in your story right now. I thought mum and dad were happy?'

'They were, until dad found out that he has been receiving daily potions for decades. His healer is reporting the results to both ministries. Mum will probably be in Azkaban before the month is out.'

'Explain.' Bill grits his teeth. Nothing about today is going the way he hoped. Charlie fills in the gaps of his story.

When Arthur returns to the kitchen both of his sons wrap him in a bear hug. They stay that way for several minutes. 'Anything you need dad, I'm here. Ok?'

'Thank you son. Did Charlie explain the holes in my memory?'

Bill nods. 'Do you want to work on that now? Or tomorrow after you have rested some more?'

'Now. I need to know what else has happened.'

'Dad, I can help too. We are both skilled at legilimency. We can be sure that nothing is missed.'

'I have no idea what you will find but you swear to tell me everything. No matter how small the detail. I need to know. Do you understand?'

'Yes dad.'

'Of course.'

Arthur sits down and stares ahead. Bill and Charlie raise their wands and say the incantation.

.*

Lyra and Ginny are walking the halls after classes ended for the day. 'How are things with you and Dray?'

'Notice that did you?'

'Notice? How could I not. Did you and he write over holidays? Have you spoken since returning?'

'That obvious? I wonder how he feels. No we didn't write. I was worried mum would get her hands on it.'

'She probably would have tried.'

'I was hoping to see him when we returned but I have been too busy with classes.'

'Why do I keep forgetting it's your O.W.L. year? I guess we'll just have to make time with him for you.'

'What about you? You and gorge only ever seem to be all over each other when mum is around. Do you even like him still?'

'Well. I have been thinking of ending things…. I mean George is great but there was never really a spark. If you know what I mean….'

'So there is a spark with someone else then?'

'I never said that.' A small blush rises on her cheeks.

'I think it was more what you didn't say. Tell me who this guy is. Do I know him?'

'I am not going to say anything about anyone. There is no one to discuss.'

'Because you are not available? Or because he is not available?'

'It's not even like that he likes someone else.'

'So there is a guy. Who is he?'

'Ginny! There is no guy.'

'Of course not because he is interested in someone else. I heard you. When did you say you were ending things with George?'

'Probably when i see him again.'

'That could take ages just write him a letter.'

'What could take ages?'

'Nothing for you to worry about cousin. What are you doing here?'

'What are we doing here? In the dungeons near our common room? I have no idea what about you blaise?'

'Absolutely no idea. I think I was headed to the library? Or maybe we are just lost.'

After a moment of laughing Draco asks, 'seriously what are you both doing down here?'

'We were just walking but I don't remember consciously coming down here.'

'Same.'

'What were you talking about then? Must have been important for neither of you to pay attention.'

Both say nothing too quickly and then laugh again.

'Dray I don't think they are going to answer.'

Leaning closer to Ginny, dray asks, 'Red? What were you talking about?'

'Classes being too busy for the start of term.'

'Because of O.W.L.s?'

Ginny nods. 'Why didn't you say so? Let's go to the library. We can hang out while we study.'

Ginny nods again and they turn back to their friends.

.*

While Draco captures Ginny's attention, Blaize leans against the wall next to Lyra.

'So what could take ages? And why do you need to write a letter?'

'It's nothing, dont worry about it.'

'If you insist. Just remember I am here if you need to talk ok?'

'I will remember.'

'How are things with you and…. I'm sorry, which twin are you dating?'

'George? Things are fine. I have been thinking about things since term resumed and nevermind there is nothing.'

'We could go for a walk and if you change your mind I will be there to listen.'

'We can go for a walk. That sounds nice.'

Looking up, Lyra sees the smirk on Ginny's face. Ginny looks between Lyra and Blaize then back at Lyra clearly she is brimming with questions. Lyra shakes her head and Ginny knows she has her answer.

'We are going to the library. See you later Lyra.'

Draco looks at Blaise before following Ginny to the Library.

.*

Chapter 36

this chapter is purely about Arthurs memories. If you dont want to read it please skip. I believe i cover the important points so you will not miss much. *

.*

Outside in a courtyard young adults Molly and Arthur are snogging against a tree. Charlie and Bill avert their eyes immediately.

'Why would this need to be altered?'

'I don't know. I guess we need to pay attention?'

'But it's mum and dad.' Charlie complained.

'I know-'

'Molly stop! We can't do this.'

'Really? Why not?'

'Why not? Really? Your brothers sent your last 3 suitors to the hospital wing and I don't want to be added to the list.'

'Nonsense, why would they do that?'

As if you don't know.' Arthur scoffs. 'Look I like you but I'm not doing this right now. I will see you in class.'

He stomps off.

'Mum always said dad couldn't keep his hands to himself.'

That's not what it looks like.' Bill raises his wand and begins a chant to return this memory to normal.

.*

Molly walks up to Arthur in the library.

'I can't talk now. I have to finish this essay for class.'

'I know I just wanted to give you this.'

'I'm not hungry,' Arthur says without taking the chocolate bar from her.

'Save it for later then?'

'Fine, thank you.' He returns to reading his book.

'That seems harsh, maybe they had a falling out?'

'Maybe.' Charlie raises his wand this time to correct the memory.

After he finishes he sees Arthur absentmindedly opening the chocolate while reading.

.*

Arthur has his arms wrapped around Molly, he is whispering in her ear.

'Let's go for a walk.'

'No Arthur, I'm studying.'

You can study tomorrow.' He kisses and bites her neck and gently, 'Come for a walk with me.'

'Alright wait by the lake, I will be there soon.'

'I can't wait to have you in my arms again.'

Arthur went outside and waited by the lake. Soon it begins to rain but still he waits. Hours later Hagrid finds Arthur and drags him inside to the hospital wing.

Bill waves his wand to cleanse the memory. He looks at his brother, and Charlie just shakes his head.

.*

For the next several memories they watch their father chase after a woman that shows little interest in his advances. It becomes more and more clear that Molly is dosing their father in increasing amounts. Some of the memories are when Molly accidentally skipped a dose and Arthur becomes more lucid. He does not want this relationship, he doesn't even want Molly and is disgusted with his memories of their time together.

After each one they both feel like they are invading their fathers privacy but they continue so that they can help him get his closure. Before they know it their parents have graduated and married, she reveals that she is 4 months pregnant with Bill on their honeymoon. Arthur is concerned to have a child with the war brewing but he loves his son more than anything. Molly begins going on missions alone. Arthur rarely goes on missions; he wants to be home with the children. They see themselves getting older.

Arthur floos into the burrow one evening. Dumbledore is having tea while Molly feeds twins he has never seen before.

'How has your day been? The boys all had an eventful day. Albus says the twins are finally healthy enough to visit relatives.'

'What do you mean? Whose children are they?'

Albus clears his throat. Arthur looks over at him and he feels a presence enter his mind.

Suddenly he remembers Molly has had a tough pregnancy, the twins were ill for the first few months of their lives. They are finally healthy. The presence fades away. Arthur smiles.

'Healthy you say? This is time to celebrate. Let's spend the weekend with Muriel. I'm sure she has missed the boys.'

'That is a wonderful idea. Hold Fred? I'm going to check that the boys are washed up for dinner.

Molly kisses his cheek before heading up the stairs. Dumbledore bids them good evening.

.*

Arthur apparates home and sees his children in the yard. Percy is reading under a tree, the twins are chasing the gnomes, Charlie and Bill are racing brooms around the yard. He pauses a moment to enjoy the sight of his carefree children. He feels tremendously blessed to have 6 healthy children.

Before he can walk closer he sees Dumbledore come out of the house. He calls to the children and then raises his wand. Arthur jogs forward in alarm. Where is Molly? As he approaches he hears Dumbledore's words.

'You remember your sister. She is in the house with your mum and Ronald. I want all of you to promise to always take care of her.'

A chorus of promises echo from the children. As they are excused they run back to their previous activities.

'Albus? What are you talking about?'

Dumbledore turns around and slips into Arthur's mind. Molly was so happy when her daughter was finally held in her arms. She had kept the pregnancy a secret until the last few months because she wanted to know the gender. Albus blinks and Arthur shakes his head to clear his mind.

'Thank you for inviting me over for dinner. Unfortunately I have an urgent matter to attend to. Next time?'

'Of course Albus. Until next time.'

.*

The last memory they correct is the fabricated sexlife Arthur believes he has. Everytime he believed he made love to his wife in the last 15 years was a fabricated lie. Arthur has been living in a sexless relationship. It is clear that after the twins arrived Molly was less than interested. And with 5 children to chase around it was understandable. But then how was their brother Ron conceived? Perhaps another secret of Molly's.

Charlie and Bill finish correcting Arthurs memories and exit his mind. Neither says anything as they stand and walk to the kitchen. Charlie pulls out a bottle of firewhiskey and pours them both a large portion. Without hesitation they both finish what is in their glass and Charlie pours another. Arthur is confused. He follows his boys into the kitchen. Not sure if he is ready to ask the question out loud. After the 3rd glass in a row Arthur finally clears his throat, they look at him sadly.

'Boys? Just tell me please. I need to know.'

'Alright dad. Drink this first?' Charlie reaches out his hand offering another portion of firewhiskey.

Arthur reaches forward and grabs the glass. He swallows it all at once.

Bill begins talking. Arthur vaguely remembers the day he stood outside in the rain. Not much else from 7th year jumps to mind. He always assumed he was happily dating Molly. Now he knows that he was less interested in her, almost indifferent to her. He realizes that his entire relationship was a lie, and likely only happened because of her potioning him.

Arthur holds up his hand not ready to hear any more just yet.

'Dad, please let me finish. I don't know if I can start this conversation again.'

'Alright. How much worse can it get?'

Bill opens his mouth and then closes it again. He struggles to say anything else.

Charlie takes over. 'Dad. The twins were brought into the house by Dumbledore. He talked mum into keeping them. Regulus black was their father.'

'No that's not possible.'

'Dumbledore himself altered your memories as well as all of ours.'

'Is there anything else?'

'Ginny is also not yours but we have no idea who her parents are. Mum was more concerned with finally having a daughter. You havent had sex with mum since the twins arrived. We have no idea who Ron's father could be. Biologically speaking you only have 2 sons, me and Percy.'

'That's not possible. I remember it many times over the years.'

'It was fabricated. You were led to believe many things about your life that were not true.'

'Thank you for telling me and repairing my memories. I'm sorry I made you both do something so sensitive. We will restore our house. Molly will not be considered a Weasley for much longer. Let's go get something to eat. I think we all need time to process this.'

'Alright dad, let's go to the pub.'

Their meal was a quiet one. All three were trying to come to terms with the new information they had. Most of the Weasley children were not biologically weasleys. All those years of struggling and for what?

Arthur could have easily supported 2-4 children on his salary. 7 was a strain and he spent many extra hours at work over the years to be able to maintain his household. He doubts he would have dated Molly let alone married her if not for those potions. Arthur looks back on the years sadly. All his memories are now tainted.

Bill is concerned about what will happen now. His mother will not handle this well. He begins to plan on how to tell his siblings that they are not related. No version of that conversation goes well. He hopes that his father had a better idea for how to handle such a sensitive matter.

Charlie plans to make another visit to his boss. There is much more going on then he initially anticipated. His leave from work may become more extended then they already discussed. Unfortunately this may become a more permanent situation. He looks forward to being closer to family; he just wishes that he were going home for a happier reason.

When they return to Charlie's cabin Arthur bids them goodnight and shuffles off to the guestroom to mourn his failed marriage. Bill and Charlie turn in for the night as well. Knowing that things are only going to get more exhausting and they will need their strength.

.*

Chapter 37

The next morning they venture out to the healers tent once more. Arthurs healer runs another diagnostic.

'It seems as though the potions that were influencing you are no longer in your system. Did you get your memories back?'

'Yes, both of my sons helped me with that.'

'In that case you are cleared for travel and released from my care. If you feel any other ill effects please visit another healer in England.'

'I will.'

'Remember what I said. You have 24 hours.'

'We are going to get a portkey as soon as we leave here.'

'I wish you the best. I'm sorry you have learned such distressing news.'

'Thank you. Have a nice day.'

Within the hour they are packed up and waiting for their newly acquired portkey to activate.

.*

Maybe Molly should return home in another day or two. Perhaps Albus will have some spare time.

Molly stands and crosses to the desk in her room. After penning a letter she heads to the owlery. With any luck this will be the last night she is at Aunt Muriel's house. It was time to head home and relax before Arthur returned.

The next morning Molly squeals as she reads the letter. Albus will be at the burrow for dinner and he can stay for 2 days. Giving her a day before Arthur is supposed to be home. Things couldn't possibly work out better. After dressing Molly bids her aunt goodbye and heads home to prepare for the coming evening.

Molly prepares a nice dinner then dresses nicely for her 'date' later that evening. Dumb appears and they enjoy the meal. They spend the evening bringing each other ecstasy. The next morning Dumbledore is sitting on the couch without clothes on and Molly is giving him head she is also naked. Suddenly the door bursts open as Arthur, Bill and Charlie arrive home.

Hearing the door behind her open, Molly slides Dumbledore's dick out of her mouth and looks up.

Suddenly she is mortified. Dumbledore summons his clothes swiftly, puts them back on and attempts to leave. Bill stands in front of the fireplace blocking his exit while Charlie stands in the still open doorway preventing escape. Molly, who is still naked is trying to talk to Arthur. Clearly disgusted with the scene they discovered, Arthur angrily says, 'I think you should leave.'

'Arthur I'm sorry I can explain.'

'Explain what? It's pretty obvious what we walked in on. Was this the first time?'

Molly snaps her mouth shut not wanting to answer his question.

'How long has this gone on? Are any of the children his?'

Bill and Charlie both have their arms crossed over their chests not moving. Dumbledore goes to raise his wand but Bill and Charlie point their wands at him and he pauses.

Molly opens her mouth and closes it several times.

'Answer me,' Arthur insists.

'It's been going on for years. I'm not sure but Ron might be his.'

'Might? You said he was mine.' Albus demands behind her.

Molly looks over her shoulder at him, hoping to silence him.

'You can both leave now. I can't stand to look at you. Take whatever you need. I don't know when you will be returning.'

'What will the children think?'

'I plan to tell them the truth.'

'You can't.'

'Why not?'

'You just can't. They are just children.'

'I'm sure they are both old enough to understand the situation. Leave.'

'But this is my home.'

'Never mind, I'm done arguing. Boys, I'm leaving. Are you coming?'

They both nod and follow Arthur out of the house. Molly looks shattered. All three appariate to Diagon Alley intending to visit the twins.

.*

Arthur doesn't know what to do anymore. He realizes with dismay that before all this is over he will probably hate Molly for all that she has done. Every new thing he learns causes that hatred to grow a little more. When they walk into the twins' shop, Fred immediately walks over to them.

'What are you all doing here? Dad, I thought you were visiting Charlie?'

'I was but I came back a little earlier than planned. We have some things we need to discuss with you and George. Are you able to take the rest of the day off? I wouldn't say it's urgent but it is rather important.'

'Head upstairs and I will see what I can do alright? Maybe put on some tea?'

Arthur nods before heading in the direction of the stairs. Fred walks over to George.

'I dont know whats going on but dad needs to talk to us upstairs. He asked if we could take the rest of the day off.'

'Well it isn't ideal but I'm sure we can manage. It is only half a day and we aren't too busy since school is in session.'

Over the next half hour the twins close up the shop and send the remaining customers away. They head upstairs where their father looks stressed and their brothers worried.

'What's going on?'

'There are many new developments. I'm not sure where to start. I'm hoping to spare you some of the details but this will still probably be a challenging conversation.'

Arthur begins telling them everything about Molly's deception and potion usage. He continues on to describe his modified memories and the things he learned since recovering them.

'Please remember boys you are my children. I raised you and love you unconditionally. I learned something that was kept from all of us. You were adopted without my knowledge. I'm not sure of the circumstances that surround the event but you need to know.'

'How?'

'What?'

'Who were we?'

'I'm sorry I do not know your birth names, only the name of your father.'

'Who was he?'

'Is he still alive?'

'I don't think he is. His name was Regulus Black.'

'Are we related to Sirius?'

'Yes you are. I hope we can learn more about the circumstances surrounding your adoption.'

'We will find the answers together, dad. Why aren't you home? I get that there's alot going on with mum but normally you and her make up relatively easily.'

'It's hard to get certain imagery out of your head when you witness it first hand.'

'What do you mean?'

'Mum was having an affair. We all walked in on it. Do you really want more details?'

'With who?'

'We will kill him.'

Charlie scoffs good luck. 'Its Dumbledore.'

'No-'

'Way.'

The twins look ill.

'Now you understand why we didn't want to talk about it. I hope I never have to see anything like that again.'

'You and I, both son. Do any of you know a place I can stay for a few days? I don't really want to go home right now.'

'I bet Sirius would like some company and from his favorite nephews too.'

'Very true. Let's go over there and fill him in on the news.'

'Oh another thing very soon your mother will be brought in on charges involving potioning me long term. The reserve healer is required to report it.'

'We understand dad.'

.*

Chapter 38

Madam Pomfrey sits staring at a stack of parchments. Many students are in need of medical examinations. Several of them are in need of mild nutrient potions. Some are glaringly obvious but minor adjustments are needed regularly to keep the growing children healthy. Clearly things are not right in the sheer number of students in need of care.

Minerva enters the room. 'How bad is it?'

'Not as bad as it could be but worse than I had hoped.'

'Sadly that's what I figured the results would be. Who needs the most attention at this time?'

'As far as I can see? All muggleborns need nourishing potions as well as their magical vaccinations. Within the month all students will complete their potion regime. The vaccinations were supposed to be during 1st year. Some of the students may be more susceptible to the ailment if I treat them now. I will need to consult some healers from St. Mungos. After that I will let you and the other heads know how to best proceed.'

'That is troubling. There has to be a solution.'

'It may include temporary quarantine to ensure that no one catches anything.'

'Who will this affect most?'

'I think I can safely treat 1-3 years. 4th is debatable any higher than that? The risks are increased.'

'Seriously? How can this be?'

'Just the way my potions work. I am hoping the others have a better method.'

'We can only hope.'

.*

After Arthur, Bill and Charlie leave, Dumbledore looks at Molly. Tears are streaming down her face.

'Are you really that upset? You knew he would discover the truth eventually.'

'How can you be so heartless, my marriage is over, my children hate me. Get out.'

Molly rushes from the room and up the stairs, once in her room she begins looking for something to wear, she takes her time getting ready in an attempt to gather herself. Dumbledore floos away. When Molly returns downstairs she is happy to see that Dumbledore left. Belatedly she wonders where her family could have gone. After thinking for a few minutes she wonders if they went to visit Sirius. Without another thought she floos Grimmauld Place. Stepping out of the fire she takes a deep breath to call out to Arthur. Suddenly she is immobilized.

'Master said yous not welcome.'

Kreacher leaves the room as Molly struggles to get free. Kreacher returns moments later and continues to tidy the room. Eventually Sirius enters the room.

'Molly, didn't I tell you not to return? Why would you come here? Let her speak but do not release her.'

Kreacher grins creully as he does as master commands.

'Have you seen Arthur? I need to speak with him.'

'No, I can't say that I have, but either way you are not welcome here.'

Suddenly the floo activates and several Weasleys step into the room.

'Kreacher, silence her again.'

Kreacher does as requested while murmuring, 'finally, master acts like a Black.'

'Hello Weasleys, how may I help you today?'

'We came to discuss House matters. I didn't know Molly would be here.'

'Do you want me to release her? She came looking for you, Arthur, also why did she think you would be here?'

'I won't tell you what to do in your home Sirius, she is probably looking for me because I walked away from an argument that will end in divorce.' Molly begins to struggle at these words, she is clearly shouting something but no one attempts to free her.

'Kreacher, stun her and do not let her wake until I say. Gentlemen, let's move to the sitting room?'

'With some firewhiskey, if possible.'

'Of course Arthur, what House matters do we have to discuss?'

Arthur looks at his twins and nods.

'Uncle Sirius we have finally found you.'

'Beg pardon?'

'Long story short? I would like to introduce you to your nephews, did you know Regulus had twins?'

'Neph- really? That explains so much actually. Come here boys.' Sirius engulfs them in a bone crushing hug.

'Kreacher we have finally found Reg's children. Fred and George were kidnapped very young. Did you know about them?

'Kidnapped? No it's not possible. Master Reg would have said something.. Young Masters need anything?'

'Maybe a snack?'

'Yes, Master anything for yous.'

Arthur, Bill and Charlie begin telling Sirius the story thus far and he is in stunned silence by the end. After they finish the story he blinks, cocks his head to the side, drains the remainder of his glass and looks at Arthur.

'I feel like there are some missing pieces, care to join me in seeking the answers?'

'I'm not a strong enough legilimens to join you but Bill or Charlie may be able to help.'

'Boys?'

'Gladly. I need to know the truth and if this can help us find any other misplaced children then all the better.'

'I will join as well. You never know when another set of eyes can be useful.'

'Kreacher, bring Molly in here but don't release her.'

Kreacher levitates Molly though the house not being gentle at all, she has bumped into walls doorframes and almost every stair that kreacher could manage. When she is finally in the room Sirius tells Kreacher to stick her to the wall and allow her to talk. Kreacher nods before doing as he was told then he leaves the room.

'Molly?' Sirius asks, noticing the witch is awake.

'Let me go. You can't hold me like this. I need to find Arthur.'

'Why is that?'

'I need to fix things.'

'Fix things? How could you possibly fix things? I caught you cheating on me. That alone is enough to end a marriage.'

'It's not what you think. Let me explain.

'What I think? There is no other way to explain his dick in your mouth. You were naked in our home. The place where we raised our children. What could you possibly say that would explain your actions?'

'I- he forced me. I didn't want to lie to you.'

'I think I am done hearing your lies.' Arthur silences his wife. 'If she was in fact forced let me know. But I'm doubting that force will explain everything she did.'

Somberly, Sirius nods before facing Molly. Bill stands to his left and Charlie to his right. All three dive into Molly's mind, none knowing what they will find.

.*

Tracy is spending time in the owlery today giving the school owls some much needed attention. As she cares for these creatures some of them bring her discarded feathers. Given freely in this manner the feathers are stronger for use as quills. If they are harvested with malice the quills test to be much more frail and dainty.

Tracy provides these feathers in an effort to get better quills to the younger students. There are many ways to help the younger students, and Tracy enjoys finding ways to make sure there are extra supplies left around the castle, you never know when someone will need something random.

Tracy has a large handful of feathers when she hears footsteps heading towards her. Gracefully she fills her bag with the feathers and exits the owlery.

.*

Some of the first memories they see in Molly were similar to Arthurs, encounters at school Molly slipping a potion into various baked goods and giving them to Arthur. Suddenly Bill sees a new memory and pulls on it so they can observe it.

'Molly, dear, your brothers mentioned that you are always with different suitors. Don't you want to settle down after Hogwarts?'

'Mum, it's not that simple. I have had my eye on someone but he doesn't seem to want to talk to me.'

'Who is that dear?'

'Arthur.' Molly murmurs.

'The youngest Weasley? You couldn't set your sights on anyone else?'

'He is the one I want mum. But he never talks to me.'

'Maybe if you weren't always seen with others he would show more interest in you.'

'Muuum,' Molly whines. 'Can you help me?'

'Perhaps the answers you seek can be found in this book but you need to be cautious before utilizing any of them. I don't recommend this but I accept your choices.'

'Thanks mum.' Molly looks like Christmas came early with the way her face lights up and how tightly she clutches the book to her chest. Suddenly she runs out of the room, her mother shakes her head.

.*

Lyra spends time running algorithms to mimic or alter the notebook she now has.

Many pages of calculations fill a notebook. Several books are open for reference. Lyra has her head in her hands as she forces herself to breathe. The fact that this paired notebook was completed at all is a wonder. There has to be more applications for it. But how do you get from what is to what could be?

Snape walks by and glances down. 'What is this?'

'I have access to a notebook that is paired to another and I am attempting to improve it.'

'Hmm. Have you considered mirrors? I remember Potter and Black were always whispering into mirrors.'

'They communicated visually? That changes my entire research direction. If I change these to visual fields then the algorithms are much simpler to see how they correlate. Thank you Professor, I think I will have a breakthrough soon.'

'Happy to help. Just remember that studies take priority.'

'Of course.'

Lyra pulls out a different notebook and begins to write.

'Mum I miss you and father.'

'We miss you too. How has term been?'

'Fine, not much more challenging than normal but I am still top of the class.'

'That's great, dear. What else are you up to?'

'I think I have a possible breakthrough, please tell Tom I should have made progress by Easter Hols.'

'I will, dear. I have heard stirrings about the need for more heritage potion. Both at school and outside it.'

'I'm not sure if I am happy or sad about that news. I will brew the potion if needed here but what about the others?'

'I'm sure everything is being taken care of. Speak to Severus about a place to brew. You don't need to do it in secret this time.'

'I will, thanks mum. I have to get to dinner. Talk soon.'

'It was good to hear from you.'

'Remember to relax sometimes too.'

'I will mum.'

.*

Chapter 39

There are some more memories of Molly's early years of marriage. She periodically goes on missions with Moody, they see many families but names are not always clear. Molly appears to become more somber and less happy as the years progress, before long she has 3 children and she receives a visitor.

'Molly? I hate to burden you with more responsibility but I need you to add these children to your family.'

'Who are they? And how old?'

'3 months. And does it matter who they are?'

'Yes, if I am going to raise them I deserve to know who may come after me one day. Also how will I explain them?'

'You haven't left the house except for missions in the last year. They were a surprise and when they arrived they were ill. You didn't want to take them anywhere you wanted to keep them safe. -Sigh- I'm not sure of their names but their father is Regulus Black.'

'Black? And you want them in my household? Are you mad? Nevermind. Fine, I will raise them. I think that will work but you should probably get creative so no one in the house questions this.'

'Percy is only 2 but Charlie and Bill will be curious about their newly appeared siblings. Did you bring anything for them? Or am I to cover that cost as well?'

'Let me place a permanent glamor on them and I will leave you to get acquainted with these gentlemen while I obtain everything you need. I will return before Arthur comes home so I can congratulate him on his sons being properly healthy again.'

'Thank you Albus.'

Dumbledore goes outside and calls the children to him. He adds the memory to all 3 weasleys so that little Percy doesn't ask any probing questions when he ought not to. Later that day he returns with everything needed to raise twins and a quick warning to Molly.

'No one else knows of this and we should not speak it aloud anymore.'

'Understood. I am glad my youngest boys are healthy again. Thank you for checking on them.'

.*

'Hello Molly.'

'I don't need another child. I already have 6 and half of them aren't even mine. Take that one away this instant.'

'Half?'

'I'm raising my brother's son as well.'

'Right, I had forgotten he had a child. Well I suppose if you cannot be swayed, I'm sure I can find another family interested in raising her.'

'Her? You have a little girl?'

'Why, yes, I do. I remember you always wanted a daughter and with 6 boys I can't imagine Arthur agreeing to continue trying. I thought I was helping but it's not important. I will find someone else. Have a nice day.'

'Wait. I will take her.'

'Alright, this time I obtained the needed items before arriving. Let me place her glamour.'

'How old is she?'

'2 weeks.'

'Let me hold her. Oh she is so precious. I will cherish her.'

'I will leave you to it then. Where are your children?'

'Ron is asleep in his crib. The rest are outside. You may have trouble gathering them together.'

'No matter, I will take care of it. When is Arthur due home?'

'Within the hour.'

'Oh good will you prepare tea? I will be back shortly of course.'

Molly has barely looked up from the little angel in her arms. When he walks outside he calls the children to him and alters their memories at the same time.

.*

Continuing to sift through memories, Charlie notices recent events and they begin to observe what happened while Arthur was away visiting Romania.

Molly planned to spend the week Arthur was in Romania with her Aunt Muriel. It was supposed to be bonding time but Muriel spent the several days lecturing Molly about Charlie needing to claim his title and begin acting like a lord.

'He can still be a Dragon Tamer if he wishes,' she says 'but he has been avoiding his duties to the family for far too long.'

Molly attempts to placate her aunt. 'I will discuss it with him again when he returns to England. I'm not sure if this time will be any different though, I will try.' Molly says knowing she will not bring it up.

'If he continues to refuse I will have to talk with him myself.'

'Yes auntie. I understand.'

Molly doesn't want her son to be Lord of House Prewett. She likes her vaults to remain private and without being closely monitored. She is glad that Arthur hardly pays attention to her having more than one vault. Sirius is confused at these implications but plans to ask later.

One evening she excuses herself to bed, once in her room she begins to reminisce. She remembers all the effort it took to get Arthur to agree to marry her. How he barely wanted anything to do with her before he began chasing her with little thought to his own needs.

Molly remembers how pathetic he was when she ignored him after giving him his first chocolate bar, and smiles. Things were simpler then. She remembers how challenging it was to raise so many children that were not hers. How sometimes she just wanted to contact Albus and have him take the others away.

She remembers how nice things were when it was just a Bill in the house. She loved Percy's desire to follow the rules. Then she remembers Ron. His conception was perhaps her biggest regret but also her greatest treasure.

'Albus what are you doing?' Molly gasps as Albus leans closer to her. She is now pinned between him and the counter in her kitchen.

He leans closer and whispers in her ear. 'Would you like me to stop?' He begins to run his hands up her thighs and her dress rises with every inch.

'Why are you doing this?'

'Why not? You are enthralling and if you should happen to get pregnant… Well, I am in need of an heir. Should I stop?' His hands are fondling her breasts now.

Molly lets out a small moan and slowly shakes her head no. Albus kisses her ravenously as he pulls her dress up further. His hands delve under her panties and he realizes how wet she is. He spins her around and she braces herself on the counter.

A moment later he enters her and begins pounding her into the counter. They both try to keep quiet. As fast as it began it ends even quicker. Albus cums into her and pulls out. She didn't even get to finish.

'Albus?'

'Yes my dear?'

'That can't be the end. '

'Just for now my pet. I will return. I promise you will produce my heir and raise it as your youngest child.'

Albus leans in for a searing kiss and he feels himself harden again. Without saying anything he pulls her leg around his waist and enters her again. This time things are more sensual. He is gentle as he kisses her. He pushes her back to the counter so she is sitting on it. He reaches down and begins touching her clit she is writhing in pleasure now.

Soft moans are coming faster now. He grits his teeth as he tries to hold off until she cums. He noticed how sad she sounded when he didnt let her finish before. He kisses her again and palms her breasts before he begins to pound harder. Her moans have intensified; he feels her begin to cench tighter and he is pushed over the edge. He continues pumping as he cums and he feels her orgasm seconds later. Pulling out he looks out of the kitchen window and sees percy looking toward the house from the tree he sits under.

'My dear, at least one of your children is curious about what they just heard. You are quite loud. I'm going to go out and see if I can't convince him to forget what he saw.'

'Alright. I'll make us some tea?'

'Sure my dear. I will be but, a moment.'

As Molly lays in bed she remembers every encounter she had with Dumbledore. That was the first and she did get pregnant that day. Over the years Albus visited her regularly. Her and Arthur never had sex anymore. Not that he remembers it that way. Albus had cast a time release charm on his mind that would encourage him to remember how they still had sex weekly if not more often. Over the years several of her children had caught her in a compromising situation with Albus but he had dutifully modified the memory so they didn't ask questions.

'Wait, we need to focus on her memories, we need to find more information about the children that were taken. So far we don't have any names, just random faces.'

'You are right, Sirius, let's look a little more carefully.'

.*

Chapter 40

One evening Molly arrives in a small village carrying a pink blanket she walks up to a house and knocks on the door. A woman opens the door with a smile.

'Here is your child, I'm sorry the wait was so long.'

'Nonsense, I'm just happy you are here. Would you like some tea?'

'I'm sorry i must be off enjoy your evening Mrs.-'

'Clearwater.'

'Of course enjoy your evening Mrs. Clearwater.'

.*

Molly is pushing a pram along the sidewalk when she sees a muggle leaving his home. Walking a little faster she approaches him.

'Excuse me Mr. Creavy? Is your wife home?'

'Yes, she is inside. May I help you?'

'I just came to speak with her about an urgent matter.'

'Alright go on inside. I have to get to work.'

'Thank you.' Molly pushes the pram inside the small home.

'Hello? Who are you?'

'I have brought your child, he is a bit tiny but healthy all the same.'

'You- My child? How wonderful.'

.*

A new memory begins but this is the same house from the last memory.

A woman is gardening with her child napping beside her. Molly approaches and clears her throat softly. The woman looks up.

'Lovely to see you again. Little Collin is doing lovely; he isnt small for his age anymore.'

'That is wonderful news. Will you hold this little one while I take a look at Collin?'

'Of course. Oh he is darling. Who is he?'

Molly picks up Collin, noting that he looks like a mini version of the woman standing next to her.

'Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry. You are holding your child. Remember how you wanted a little brother for young Collin? What was his name again?'

The woman has a blank stare for a moment.

'I'm so happy that Dennis is here now. Collin will always have someone to play with.'

'Yes he will. I see Collin looks rather healthy. I must be going now.'

'Oh won't you stay for tea?'

'I can't, dear. Have a nice day.'

Molly hurries down the street and around a corner.

Suddenly Bill and Charlie are forced out of Molly's mind. Molly is loking furiously at them, Arthur, Fred and George look bored. Suddenly there is a knock at the front door. Bill and Charlie look like they want to vomit. Sirius looks out the window.

'Wonderful, I wasn't expecting Albus to join us as well. Kreacher. Ignore Albus. If he gets in the house, give him the same hospitable treatment as Molly.'

'Yes master.'

'Arthur, we are looking for a female Clearwater and 2 male Creevys, any idea who they are?

'Penelope? She works in my department. Do you know who her parents are?'

'No, but we can complete the potion and show her.'

'I think I can get her to meet me in Diagon for a discussion. Can the potion be made at the boys' shop?'

'Of course, dad.'

'Creevy? The boys in Gryffindor?'

'In Gin's year and the year below I think.'

'We need to figure out how to contact them.'

'I will write to Lyra. It may be a challenge getting the potion ingredients to her but we will think of something.

'Alright. It will take some time to gather the ingredients and then a week to brew.'

'I will see if Penelope will meet me for tea in the meantime; see if i can explain some things to her.'

.*

Kingsley and Tonks arrive at Grimmauld in their Auror robes.

'What's going on here, Lord Black?'

'You were both present when I told Molly she was not welcome in my home any more.'

'Yes.'

'Today she came in without permission. Kreacher restrained her and I planned to ask Arthur to come talk to her. Unfortunately that was not as simple as I thought it would be.'

'How so?'

Arthur spoke this time. 'I would like to press charges against Molly. She dosed me with potions for the entirety of our relationship.'

'Drugging, rape, line theft, abuse, anything else?'

Charlie spoke up. 'Is it also line theft if she denied someone their birthright to become Head of House?'

'How did she do that?'

'Oh I'm sorry let me introduce myself, I am and should have always been Lord Prewett.'

'You- she- we will add that to the charges. Do you have proof about the potioning? Who was your healer?'

'I saw a healer while I was visiting Romania. I'm sure you will receive her report within the next day or so.'

'Add breaking and entering. And I think that is everything for now.'

'What about the children?'

'Oh yes, is housing the Heir of another House without knowledge another version of line theft?'

'Yes…. who?'

'Right, these are my nephews and Heirs to House Black, Fred and George.'

'Don't forget Ginny.'

'Who are her parents?'

'That we don't know yet but I know we will find out soon.'

'That is a lot to take in. Molly, do you have anything to say?'

'They are lying, I have done nothing wrong.'

'Nothing wrong? I can't even look at you.'

'Dad, this owl has a letter for you. It's from Hogwarts.'

'What now?'

'It says Ronald is in trouble.'

'What kind of trouble?'

'It says they are waiting for you as well as the Aurors.'

'Great. Well I guess I'm headed there to deal with another mess. Sirius?'

'There will be plenty of firewhiskey waiting for your return. Would you like a sober up potion?'

'Thank you. No, I don't need that.'

Arthur walks to the floo and heads directly to Hogsmeade.

'I'm worried about him.'

'We will get him through this.'

'Yes we will.'

'I think we will take Molly to the Ministry now.'

'Thank you both for coming.'

'Young masters? Kreacher made supper.'

'Did you?'

'Let's eat then.'

'Save some for dad?'

'Yes, young master, anything for you.' Kreacher had filled the table with so many plates of food that they were in danger of toppling off the edge.

'This looks great.'

'Ya one question though-'

'Where do we sit?'

'Bad Kreacher, make too much food, nowhere to sit.' Kreacher begins to bang his head into the wall. The twins reach out and pull the elf between them.

'None of that.'

'You did great.'

'Can we maybe -'

'Move the deserts off the table for now?'

'You can switch them like in Hogwarts.'

'Really? Masters not mad?'

'Never.' They say in unison.

Kreacher snaps his fingers and suddenly half the dishes levitate about 3 feet and the remainder rearrange themselves.

'Keeps snacks nearby. Always the best plan.'

'Thank you. Remember to have some too.' The sad elf shakes his head quickly.

'No arguments. You made it, you will have some.'

'Yes, Master.' he snaps his fingers again and a small portion of a variety of dishes separates and floats off onto another plate. Everyone notices that there are more sweets than the actual meal on the plate but says nothing. Kreacher sulks out of the room with his plate following him.

'Let's eat.'

'I wonder how long dad will be gone?'

.*