Thank you to my three wonderful reviewers a few more might be nice. The
baby will be born soon. Have you guessed who it is yet?
* * *
By February Molly was feeling the baby move on a consistent basis. It seemed to have it's own schedule, active when Molly laid down to go to sleep at night and more passive when Molly was up and about.
Molly began to wonder about things like if it would be a boy or a girl and if it would look more like her or Arthur. She spent her History of Magic classes looking through the indexes of her book for interesting names.
She had somehow, consciously or unconsciously, decided not to think about the fact that she had to give the baby away to someone else.
Arthur couldn't be with her as much as he would like to have been. He was taking the O.W.L.s this year and had to spend all of his free time studying.
Molly didn't mind the freedom though. She'd just say she needed to study herself or she was tired of had a headache and slip up to the dormitory to lay on her bed and be alone with her unborn child.
She had also begun to knit a tiny green sweater. Her mothers had taught her how ages ago. Anyone who asked was told it was for a doll that belonged to one of Arthur's sisters for her birthday.
* * *
The short blond witch looked again at the note in her hand. It had been 15 years since she had gone to school here but it took her no time at all to find Dumbledore's office. His note just said he needed to speak to her.
"Arabella," he welcomed her in and offered her a chair.
"I came as soon as I could."
"Good. Good."
"Has something happened? Are you calling together the Order of the Phoenix?"
"Oh no, nothing like that. Have some tea."
Arabella Figg took the tea cup and sipped it getting more and more curious, "So what is this all about, Albus?"
"I have a student who is in a bit of trouble."
"What kind of trouble?" Arabella wondered what on earth this had to do with her.
"In about two months she is going to have a child."
"You mean to tell me there is a pregnant teenager running around Hogwarts?! Albus, I thought you had more sense than to. . ."
"It has been kept hidden, and I need it to stay that way. I need you to help me find a loving family to place the child with when it's born."
"Well, I'll see what I can find. I assume the girl and her boyfriend will be punished?"
"I think giving up the child will be punishment enough."
* * *
It was getting harder and harder for Molly to act normally. Even though she still looked thin, her posture was getting positively sway-backed and she walked with a bit of a waddle. Her feet were swolen most of the time and she was always tired.
Arthur had started taking the O.W.L.s and couldn't be bothered. So, Dumbledore kept a close eye on her.
Molly was now seeing Madam Pomfry once a week in a private room off to the side of the Hospital wing. The baby seemed to be strong and healthy and would be here any day.
* * *
After a hard day, Dumbledore headed for this office. The first thing he noticed was the owl perched on the back of his chair and then the letter on his desk. He opened it quickly.
Albus, I believe I've found a family to take the child. It's a muggle couple but they're good people. They have one daughter of their own and have been told they can't have anymore children. The child will be able to grow up away from prying eyes. Send word when the child is born. Arabella
Well that was a load off his mind. Now all he had to worry about was the exam he was writing.
* * *
By February Molly was feeling the baby move on a consistent basis. It seemed to have it's own schedule, active when Molly laid down to go to sleep at night and more passive when Molly was up and about.
Molly began to wonder about things like if it would be a boy or a girl and if it would look more like her or Arthur. She spent her History of Magic classes looking through the indexes of her book for interesting names.
She had somehow, consciously or unconsciously, decided not to think about the fact that she had to give the baby away to someone else.
Arthur couldn't be with her as much as he would like to have been. He was taking the O.W.L.s this year and had to spend all of his free time studying.
Molly didn't mind the freedom though. She'd just say she needed to study herself or she was tired of had a headache and slip up to the dormitory to lay on her bed and be alone with her unborn child.
She had also begun to knit a tiny green sweater. Her mothers had taught her how ages ago. Anyone who asked was told it was for a doll that belonged to one of Arthur's sisters for her birthday.
* * *
The short blond witch looked again at the note in her hand. It had been 15 years since she had gone to school here but it took her no time at all to find Dumbledore's office. His note just said he needed to speak to her.
"Arabella," he welcomed her in and offered her a chair.
"I came as soon as I could."
"Good. Good."
"Has something happened? Are you calling together the Order of the Phoenix?"
"Oh no, nothing like that. Have some tea."
Arabella Figg took the tea cup and sipped it getting more and more curious, "So what is this all about, Albus?"
"I have a student who is in a bit of trouble."
"What kind of trouble?" Arabella wondered what on earth this had to do with her.
"In about two months she is going to have a child."
"You mean to tell me there is a pregnant teenager running around Hogwarts?! Albus, I thought you had more sense than to. . ."
"It has been kept hidden, and I need it to stay that way. I need you to help me find a loving family to place the child with when it's born."
"Well, I'll see what I can find. I assume the girl and her boyfriend will be punished?"
"I think giving up the child will be punishment enough."
* * *
It was getting harder and harder for Molly to act normally. Even though she still looked thin, her posture was getting positively sway-backed and she walked with a bit of a waddle. Her feet were swolen most of the time and she was always tired.
Arthur had started taking the O.W.L.s and couldn't be bothered. So, Dumbledore kept a close eye on her.
Molly was now seeing Madam Pomfry once a week in a private room off to the side of the Hospital wing. The baby seemed to be strong and healthy and would be here any day.
* * *
After a hard day, Dumbledore headed for this office. The first thing he noticed was the owl perched on the back of his chair and then the letter on his desk. He opened it quickly.
Albus, I believe I've found a family to take the child. It's a muggle couple but they're good people. They have one daughter of their own and have been told they can't have anymore children. The child will be able to grow up away from prying eyes. Send word when the child is born. Arabella
Well that was a load off his mind. Now all he had to worry about was the exam he was writing.