A/N – MajinSakuko, I'm taking some artistic license with wands. Like in
The Forgiveness Within, Tonks starts with a wand with an owl feather.
Snape has snakeskin. I like having more choices! :)
X, I read in an interview with JK Rowling that the cut off for Hogwarts is Oct. 31st. I'm just following the master!
EricaDawn, the Diggorys probably won't be making an apperance. I have too many other things I want to include.
Chapter Thirteen – The Burrow, A Bit of Rest
"Bill, Charlie and Percy! Your Hogwarts letters are here!" Molly cried from the kitchen.
"Where, Mum? Where?" Percy asked excitedly, pounding down the stairs. Percy was about to start his first year at Hogwarts. Bill was starting his last, and Charlie his sixth.
"Here you go," Molly said, ruffling Percy's hair. His new glasses fell down his nose. A month ago, Percy complained that he couldn't read as well as normal. She took him straight to a healer and Percy was given glasses. The glasses made him look even more studious.
Bill and Charlie walked in casually from the outside. "Charlie, I wish you would let me cast a sun blocking charm on you. You're peeling," Molly told him.
"I'm fine, Mum," Charlie said good-naturedly.
Bill opened his letter and a badge floated down on the table. He picked it up, "Will you look at that?" he said, amused. "Mum, I've been made Head Boy."
"What dear?" Molly said absently. Then the words sunk in. "Head boy? My Bill is Head Boy?" She walked over to him and hugged him tightly. "Oh Bill, I'm so proud of you!"
Bill grinned, "Thanks Mum."
"You deserve something for this. We got you a new telescope when you became a prefect. What would you like?" Molly said, beaming. "Oh wait till your father hears."
"Can I get an owl?" Bill asked hopefully.
"An owl? Of course you can!" Molly cried.
Later than morning, Molly took her seven children to Diagon Alley. It was no small feat. Bill was the oldest, not quite seventeen, and Ginny the youngest, at five. Ginny was very attached to Bill. He held her hand and showed her around. Charlie took Ron to Magical Menagerie to look at the animals. Molly marched Fred and George to Gambol and Japes, a wizarding joke shop, making them promise not to leave the store until she got back. Normally, she wouldn't dream of leaving the twins unsupervised. But the twins were so awe struck by the store, that she knew they wouldn't cause any trouble.
She took Percy to Ollivanders, to get his wand. Percy entered the store quietly, taking everything in. "Always delightful to see you," Mr. Ollivander said. Percy stood in the middle of the store and said nothing, watching the tape measure take his measurements. Mr. Ollivander went to the back and brought out four boxes.
He handed Percy a wand and Molly heard thunder. "Not that one," Mr. Ollivander said, taking the wand from Percy, while handing him another one.
Percy's glasses broke. Molly quickly cast a repair spell. Percy was handed another wand. Still no match. Fifteen minutes and twenty-three wands later they were still waiting for the right wand.
"Not to worry! Your wand is out there somewhere," Mr. Ollivander said, wandering to the back room.
"How many wands did Bill and Charlie have to try?" Percy asked worriedly.
"Bill had his on the first try, and Charlie on the second," Molly said truthfully. Percy's face fell.
Mr. Ollivander must have heard them. "Don't worry. I had one customer try three hundred and ninety seven wands before we found the right one."
Percy relaxed a bit after hearing that. Three wands later, a warm glow surrounded Percy. "Finally," he smiled.
"Maple and a Phoenix feather, fourteen inches. A powerful wand," Mr. Ollivander said.
Percy's ears went red. "Thank you," he said quietly, as Molly went to pay for the wand.
"Let's go find your brothers," Molly said.
They went to the joke shop first, were they found Fred and George in an animated discussion with the man behind the counter. They beamed when they saw her. "Mum!" Fred said excitedly, "We're going to have our own joke shop someday."
"We've just decided," George added.
Molly smiled. "Better you two study hard and go to into the Ministry like your father."
"That's what I'm going to do," Percy said proudly.
Fred looked puzzled. "Then why would we want to go work at the Ministry if Percy's going to work there?"
"Yeah, then we'd have to see him everyday," George laughed.
"Stop it, you two. Right now," she said in a voice that the twins knew was final.
Just then, Bill, Ginny, Charlie and Ron knocked on the window. The others head outside. "Let's go find your owl, Bill," Molly said with pride.
All eight of them went over to Eeylop's Owl Emporium. Bill took his time looking for an owl. Some of his brothers were eyeing him jealously. Finally he settled on a large barn owl. He held out the price tag for Molly to look at. She glanced down, and saw that the price was just right. She nodded at Bill and his face lit up.
Together the family went over to the cash wrap. Bill had the owl on his arm and was letting Charlie stroke the owl's feathers. Molly paid quickly.
"What's its name?" Ron asked quietly.
Bill looked at his new owl. "What should we name it Ginny?"
Ginny blushed, her face almost matching her hair. "Aristotle," she whispered.
Bill laughed. "Ari it is!" When they left the store, Fred and George
begged for ice cream.
Looking through her purse, she saw she had just enough for the children. It looked like her new rocking chair was on hold once again.
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There were always a great deal of owls that went between Hogwarts and the Burrow in the beginning of a new school year. The first owl came from Percy. "Third one in Gryffindor," Molly read proudly at dinner.
Another from Charlie, "Only a sixth year, and he's been made quidditch captain," Molly boasted to her brothers. Quidditch had become a friendly rivalry between Molly and her brothers. There was at least one MacKenzie on every house quidditch team. One on Slytherin, two on Gryffindor and Hufflepuff and all three chasers on the Ravenclaw team were MacKenzies. Molly was thrilled that Gryffindor had won the quidditch cup for the last three years in a row.
Ten months later, Molly and Arthur were in the Great Hall. Bill was graduating from Hogwarts. Molly had to keep wiping tears out of her eyes. She was so incredibly proud of him. Hogwarts graduation was held a day after term was over for the other students. Charlie was watching the rest of their children at the Burrow.
Molly, Arthur and Bill were walking around the lagoon, wasting some time before the ceremony was to begin. Bill had said there was something important he would like to discuss.
"I've been offered a job," Bill said easily.
"Oh Bill! That's wonderful," Molly gushed. "What is it?"
"I've been hired by Gringotts," Bill said.
Molly smiled, "That's perfect. You can live at home for a while and save some money." She gently squeezed his hand. "It will be so good to have you back at home, Bill."
Bill cleared his throat. "Well, Mum. I wasn't hired by the Diagon Alley branch."
"Where then?" Arthur asked.
"I've been hired as a curse breaker, in their Egypt branch," Bill said.
Molly stopped in her tracks. "Egypt?"
"Yes, Mum. Egypt," Bill said, trying to keep the smile on his face.
"You're going to leave us, and go to Egypt?" Molly said, feeling breathless.
Arthur put his hand on her shoulder, "Molly, this is a great opportunity for-"
Molly cut him off. "You've been away from home for seven years, and now you want to leave again?" Molly asked, her eyes filling with tears.
"Mum, I'm not leaving you, or home. I want to see the world, Mum. I want to know what's out there. We all know there isn't money for me to go on my own. This job is perfect. I get to see a bit more of the world and get paid at the same time. Please Mum, don't make this hard on me," Bill pleaded.
It was the longest speech Molly had ever heard Bill make. She realized that this was a wonderful opportunity for him. She looked at Arthur. He looked right back at her. Molly sighed. She had somehow thought that when the boys were done with Hogwarts they'd live at home. Then get married and live near the Burrow. Molly would baby-sit her grandchildren. Her dream was slowly dissolving before her eyes.
"Please visit whenever you can," Molly cried, forcing Bill into a very tight hug.
He kissed her cheek, "Thank you, Mum."
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A year later, Charlie announced that he was going to accept a job in Romania to handle dragons. Molly was surprised at this. Several semi- professional quidditch teams had scouted Charlie. She was sure he would want to play quidditch for a few years before choosing a career. But Charlie said that the idea of working with dragons was just too tempting to pass up.
Molly woke up early on the morning Charlie was set to leave. It was a busy week; Percy, along with Fred and George would be leaving for Hogwarts in three days. She would have to take the boys to Diagon Alley tomorrow. She had to save all summer for their school supplies.
Charlie was nowhere to be found. Molly was puzzled, but took her basket and walked outside. She opened the door to the chicken coup right into Charlie. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, holding a chicken.
"Don't worry Mum, this one's not dead. I'm just saying good-bye," Charlie grinned.
Molly just smiled back and started collecting her eggs.
"I'm a little nervous," Charlie admitted, after a few minutes of silence.
"Why?" Molly asked, never stopping in her work.
"I've never been good around new people, Mum. I guess I'm a little shy. And I have to work in a new language," Charlie said softly.
"You're going to be fine, you know," Molly said confidently.
Charlie nodded, "I hope you're right. Oh, tell Fred and George to lock the broom shed up better. I went to have a fly this morning and the lock was undone."
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Charlie left quietly, promising to be home at Christmas. The next day, Molly was making the beds and heard Fred and George yelling downstairs.
"I know I locked the shed last night!" George yelled.
"It was open this morning. The door was wide open," Fred yelled back.
"Ron, did you unlock the shed last night?" George demanded.
Ron shook his head. "I didn't fly last night," he said shrugging.
"I don't get it," Fred said softly, "Maybe it's the ghoul."
Molly was walking down the stairs by then. She could have sworn she saw Ginny trying to hide a smile.
That evening, Fred and George had been sent up to their rooms for trying to set a Filibuster Firework off in the living room. Ron and Percy were reading in the kitchen.
Molly went outside to do some gardening while there was still some light out. Ginny followed her outside, "Mum, can I go on a walk?" she asked.
"Of course you can," Molly said, "You don't need to ask."
Ginny ran off. A moment later, Molly heard a loud clanging noise. Molly went to investigate. There was Ginny, quietly taking out one of the brooms from the shed. Ginny looked around, making sure no one could see her. Molly decided to stay out of view.
Ginny got on the broom and flew off to the paddock, the braids in her hair trailing behind her. Molly walked behind, wanting to see how her daughter could handle a broom. Arthur had given her a lesson a while ago. Ginny never showed any interest in flying, or Molly would have tried to save up for a broom for her.
Molly watched her daughter in the shadows. She was amazed. Ginny would only be turning eight this year, but she had a better command of the broom than any of her brothers had had at that same age, including Charlie.
Ginny flew for another twenty minutes, ending with a very good barrel roll. She got off the broom and started sprinting towards the shed. Molly tried not to be spotted, but Ginny was too quick.
"Mum!" Ginny cried.
"Ginny, why didn't you tell us you wanted to fly?" Molly asked.
"They don't want me to fly with them," Ginny scoffed, "Am I in trouble?" she asked as an afterthought.
Molly shook her head. "We'll keep this between us girls," she smiled. "Do you want your own broom?"
"Nah," Ginny said, "I like them not knowing I can fly. I want to surprise them when I make the quidditch team at Hogwarts."
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Molly couldn't wait for Christmas this year. She wanted her entire family around her. Molly made a huge Christmas dinner. Everyone got a Weasley sweater, which everyone wore at dinner. Molly even made one for herself for the first time. It was a light purple and had a dark purple M on the front.
"It stands for Molly," Fred said.
"Nah, it's for matriarch," George joked.
"Or motherly, to be fair," Fred countered.
"Maniac?" George asked.
"Stop it, both of you!" Molly yelled. "Honestly, when I think how many owls I've had about you two. Professor McGonagall told me that you two have set a record for first years. And it's only CHRISTMAS BREAK!"
Fred and George looked at each other in pride. "I never thought we'd break that record so quickly, ol' boy," Fred said, holding out his hand.
George shook it, "I couldn't have done it without you," George said, "Or without Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs," he said under his breath.
"What was that?" Molly asked.
"Nothing, Mum. Nothing at all," Fred smiled.
After dinner, the children brought out one last present. "This is for you, Mum," Bill said.
Molly was touched. The present was quite large; Bill and Charlie had to roll it out. Molly took off the wrapping paper quickly. She found herself looking at a beautiful grandfather clock.
Ginny tugged on her apron, "Look, Mum. It has nine hands!"
Molly took a closer look. Instead of numbers, the clock had words. There was "school," "traveling," "hospital," and "home." There were nine hands, each with one of the family's name on it. All nine hands were pointing to "home." Molly saw that there were also the words, "mortal peril."
She was beyond words. "This is beautiful!" Molly sobbed, bringing her apron up to her face to wipe her tears.
Arthur put his arm around her. "We thought you'd like this," he told her.
"Now I'll know where you all are at all times!" Molly gushed. She looked at the twins. "I'll know when you're lying," she smiled at them.
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all," Fred whispered to George.
X, I read in an interview with JK Rowling that the cut off for Hogwarts is Oct. 31st. I'm just following the master!
EricaDawn, the Diggorys probably won't be making an apperance. I have too many other things I want to include.
Chapter Thirteen – The Burrow, A Bit of Rest
"Bill, Charlie and Percy! Your Hogwarts letters are here!" Molly cried from the kitchen.
"Where, Mum? Where?" Percy asked excitedly, pounding down the stairs. Percy was about to start his first year at Hogwarts. Bill was starting his last, and Charlie his sixth.
"Here you go," Molly said, ruffling Percy's hair. His new glasses fell down his nose. A month ago, Percy complained that he couldn't read as well as normal. She took him straight to a healer and Percy was given glasses. The glasses made him look even more studious.
Bill and Charlie walked in casually from the outside. "Charlie, I wish you would let me cast a sun blocking charm on you. You're peeling," Molly told him.
"I'm fine, Mum," Charlie said good-naturedly.
Bill opened his letter and a badge floated down on the table. He picked it up, "Will you look at that?" he said, amused. "Mum, I've been made Head Boy."
"What dear?" Molly said absently. Then the words sunk in. "Head boy? My Bill is Head Boy?" She walked over to him and hugged him tightly. "Oh Bill, I'm so proud of you!"
Bill grinned, "Thanks Mum."
"You deserve something for this. We got you a new telescope when you became a prefect. What would you like?" Molly said, beaming. "Oh wait till your father hears."
"Can I get an owl?" Bill asked hopefully.
"An owl? Of course you can!" Molly cried.
Later than morning, Molly took her seven children to Diagon Alley. It was no small feat. Bill was the oldest, not quite seventeen, and Ginny the youngest, at five. Ginny was very attached to Bill. He held her hand and showed her around. Charlie took Ron to Magical Menagerie to look at the animals. Molly marched Fred and George to Gambol and Japes, a wizarding joke shop, making them promise not to leave the store until she got back. Normally, she wouldn't dream of leaving the twins unsupervised. But the twins were so awe struck by the store, that she knew they wouldn't cause any trouble.
She took Percy to Ollivanders, to get his wand. Percy entered the store quietly, taking everything in. "Always delightful to see you," Mr. Ollivander said. Percy stood in the middle of the store and said nothing, watching the tape measure take his measurements. Mr. Ollivander went to the back and brought out four boxes.
He handed Percy a wand and Molly heard thunder. "Not that one," Mr. Ollivander said, taking the wand from Percy, while handing him another one.
Percy's glasses broke. Molly quickly cast a repair spell. Percy was handed another wand. Still no match. Fifteen minutes and twenty-three wands later they were still waiting for the right wand.
"Not to worry! Your wand is out there somewhere," Mr. Ollivander said, wandering to the back room.
"How many wands did Bill and Charlie have to try?" Percy asked worriedly.
"Bill had his on the first try, and Charlie on the second," Molly said truthfully. Percy's face fell.
Mr. Ollivander must have heard them. "Don't worry. I had one customer try three hundred and ninety seven wands before we found the right one."
Percy relaxed a bit after hearing that. Three wands later, a warm glow surrounded Percy. "Finally," he smiled.
"Maple and a Phoenix feather, fourteen inches. A powerful wand," Mr. Ollivander said.
Percy's ears went red. "Thank you," he said quietly, as Molly went to pay for the wand.
"Let's go find your brothers," Molly said.
They went to the joke shop first, were they found Fred and George in an animated discussion with the man behind the counter. They beamed when they saw her. "Mum!" Fred said excitedly, "We're going to have our own joke shop someday."
"We've just decided," George added.
Molly smiled. "Better you two study hard and go to into the Ministry like your father."
"That's what I'm going to do," Percy said proudly.
Fred looked puzzled. "Then why would we want to go work at the Ministry if Percy's going to work there?"
"Yeah, then we'd have to see him everyday," George laughed.
"Stop it, you two. Right now," she said in a voice that the twins knew was final.
Just then, Bill, Ginny, Charlie and Ron knocked on the window. The others head outside. "Let's go find your owl, Bill," Molly said with pride.
All eight of them went over to Eeylop's Owl Emporium. Bill took his time looking for an owl. Some of his brothers were eyeing him jealously. Finally he settled on a large barn owl. He held out the price tag for Molly to look at. She glanced down, and saw that the price was just right. She nodded at Bill and his face lit up.
Together the family went over to the cash wrap. Bill had the owl on his arm and was letting Charlie stroke the owl's feathers. Molly paid quickly.
"What's its name?" Ron asked quietly.
Bill looked at his new owl. "What should we name it Ginny?"
Ginny blushed, her face almost matching her hair. "Aristotle," she whispered.
Bill laughed. "Ari it is!" When they left the store, Fred and George
begged for ice cream.
Looking through her purse, she saw she had just enough for the children. It looked like her new rocking chair was on hold once again.
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There were always a great deal of owls that went between Hogwarts and the Burrow in the beginning of a new school year. The first owl came from Percy. "Third one in Gryffindor," Molly read proudly at dinner.
Another from Charlie, "Only a sixth year, and he's been made quidditch captain," Molly boasted to her brothers. Quidditch had become a friendly rivalry between Molly and her brothers. There was at least one MacKenzie on every house quidditch team. One on Slytherin, two on Gryffindor and Hufflepuff and all three chasers on the Ravenclaw team were MacKenzies. Molly was thrilled that Gryffindor had won the quidditch cup for the last three years in a row.
Ten months later, Molly and Arthur were in the Great Hall. Bill was graduating from Hogwarts. Molly had to keep wiping tears out of her eyes. She was so incredibly proud of him. Hogwarts graduation was held a day after term was over for the other students. Charlie was watching the rest of their children at the Burrow.
Molly, Arthur and Bill were walking around the lagoon, wasting some time before the ceremony was to begin. Bill had said there was something important he would like to discuss.
"I've been offered a job," Bill said easily.
"Oh Bill! That's wonderful," Molly gushed. "What is it?"
"I've been hired by Gringotts," Bill said.
Molly smiled, "That's perfect. You can live at home for a while and save some money." She gently squeezed his hand. "It will be so good to have you back at home, Bill."
Bill cleared his throat. "Well, Mum. I wasn't hired by the Diagon Alley branch."
"Where then?" Arthur asked.
"I've been hired as a curse breaker, in their Egypt branch," Bill said.
Molly stopped in her tracks. "Egypt?"
"Yes, Mum. Egypt," Bill said, trying to keep the smile on his face.
"You're going to leave us, and go to Egypt?" Molly said, feeling breathless.
Arthur put his hand on her shoulder, "Molly, this is a great opportunity for-"
Molly cut him off. "You've been away from home for seven years, and now you want to leave again?" Molly asked, her eyes filling with tears.
"Mum, I'm not leaving you, or home. I want to see the world, Mum. I want to know what's out there. We all know there isn't money for me to go on my own. This job is perfect. I get to see a bit more of the world and get paid at the same time. Please Mum, don't make this hard on me," Bill pleaded.
It was the longest speech Molly had ever heard Bill make. She realized that this was a wonderful opportunity for him. She looked at Arthur. He looked right back at her. Molly sighed. She had somehow thought that when the boys were done with Hogwarts they'd live at home. Then get married and live near the Burrow. Molly would baby-sit her grandchildren. Her dream was slowly dissolving before her eyes.
"Please visit whenever you can," Molly cried, forcing Bill into a very tight hug.
He kissed her cheek, "Thank you, Mum."
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A year later, Charlie announced that he was going to accept a job in Romania to handle dragons. Molly was surprised at this. Several semi- professional quidditch teams had scouted Charlie. She was sure he would want to play quidditch for a few years before choosing a career. But Charlie said that the idea of working with dragons was just too tempting to pass up.
Molly woke up early on the morning Charlie was set to leave. It was a busy week; Percy, along with Fred and George would be leaving for Hogwarts in three days. She would have to take the boys to Diagon Alley tomorrow. She had to save all summer for their school supplies.
Charlie was nowhere to be found. Molly was puzzled, but took her basket and walked outside. She opened the door to the chicken coup right into Charlie. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, holding a chicken.
"Don't worry Mum, this one's not dead. I'm just saying good-bye," Charlie grinned.
Molly just smiled back and started collecting her eggs.
"I'm a little nervous," Charlie admitted, after a few minutes of silence.
"Why?" Molly asked, never stopping in her work.
"I've never been good around new people, Mum. I guess I'm a little shy. And I have to work in a new language," Charlie said softly.
"You're going to be fine, you know," Molly said confidently.
Charlie nodded, "I hope you're right. Oh, tell Fred and George to lock the broom shed up better. I went to have a fly this morning and the lock was undone."
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Charlie left quietly, promising to be home at Christmas. The next day, Molly was making the beds and heard Fred and George yelling downstairs.
"I know I locked the shed last night!" George yelled.
"It was open this morning. The door was wide open," Fred yelled back.
"Ron, did you unlock the shed last night?" George demanded.
Ron shook his head. "I didn't fly last night," he said shrugging.
"I don't get it," Fred said softly, "Maybe it's the ghoul."
Molly was walking down the stairs by then. She could have sworn she saw Ginny trying to hide a smile.
That evening, Fred and George had been sent up to their rooms for trying to set a Filibuster Firework off in the living room. Ron and Percy were reading in the kitchen.
Molly went outside to do some gardening while there was still some light out. Ginny followed her outside, "Mum, can I go on a walk?" she asked.
"Of course you can," Molly said, "You don't need to ask."
Ginny ran off. A moment later, Molly heard a loud clanging noise. Molly went to investigate. There was Ginny, quietly taking out one of the brooms from the shed. Ginny looked around, making sure no one could see her. Molly decided to stay out of view.
Ginny got on the broom and flew off to the paddock, the braids in her hair trailing behind her. Molly walked behind, wanting to see how her daughter could handle a broom. Arthur had given her a lesson a while ago. Ginny never showed any interest in flying, or Molly would have tried to save up for a broom for her.
Molly watched her daughter in the shadows. She was amazed. Ginny would only be turning eight this year, but she had a better command of the broom than any of her brothers had had at that same age, including Charlie.
Ginny flew for another twenty minutes, ending with a very good barrel roll. She got off the broom and started sprinting towards the shed. Molly tried not to be spotted, but Ginny was too quick.
"Mum!" Ginny cried.
"Ginny, why didn't you tell us you wanted to fly?" Molly asked.
"They don't want me to fly with them," Ginny scoffed, "Am I in trouble?" she asked as an afterthought.
Molly shook her head. "We'll keep this between us girls," she smiled. "Do you want your own broom?"
"Nah," Ginny said, "I like them not knowing I can fly. I want to surprise them when I make the quidditch team at Hogwarts."
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Molly couldn't wait for Christmas this year. She wanted her entire family around her. Molly made a huge Christmas dinner. Everyone got a Weasley sweater, which everyone wore at dinner. Molly even made one for herself for the first time. It was a light purple and had a dark purple M on the front.
"It stands for Molly," Fred said.
"Nah, it's for matriarch," George joked.
"Or motherly, to be fair," Fred countered.
"Maniac?" George asked.
"Stop it, both of you!" Molly yelled. "Honestly, when I think how many owls I've had about you two. Professor McGonagall told me that you two have set a record for first years. And it's only CHRISTMAS BREAK!"
Fred and George looked at each other in pride. "I never thought we'd break that record so quickly, ol' boy," Fred said, holding out his hand.
George shook it, "I couldn't have done it without you," George said, "Or without Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs," he said under his breath.
"What was that?" Molly asked.
"Nothing, Mum. Nothing at all," Fred smiled.
After dinner, the children brought out one last present. "This is for you, Mum," Bill said.
Molly was touched. The present was quite large; Bill and Charlie had to roll it out. Molly took off the wrapping paper quickly. She found herself looking at a beautiful grandfather clock.
Ginny tugged on her apron, "Look, Mum. It has nine hands!"
Molly took a closer look. Instead of numbers, the clock had words. There was "school," "traveling," "hospital," and "home." There were nine hands, each with one of the family's name on it. All nine hands were pointing to "home." Molly saw that there were also the words, "mortal peril."
She was beyond words. "This is beautiful!" Molly sobbed, bringing her apron up to her face to wipe her tears.
Arthur put his arm around her. "We thought you'd like this," he told her.
"Now I'll know where you all are at all times!" Molly gushed. She looked at the twins. "I'll know when you're lying," she smiled at them.
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all," Fred whispered to George.