Chapter four

Dave had decided to go to a French restaurant for supper that night.

Mrs Weasly was a little apprehensive about travelling in one of these due to the memorable experience in Ron's fourth year when they had all had to travel by taxer or whatever they were called, once they were inside Mary started to jump around until Dave pulled her onto his knee.

"She takes after her mother, she's going to be a model when she's older" he said with a laugh

Molly looked the child over...in the wizarding world she would probably have become a mediwitch,

"I think she will be a healer when she is older" said Molly

"A what?" asked Dave

Molly rummaged through her bag and pulled out her muggle studies book and after flicking through the first five pages she looked up

"Sorry a doctor" she said with a smile, "or perhaps a spy" she said after a glance down at the page"

"Well what is not your concern" he said

The taxi drew to a halt and Dave gave the driver a fistful of money

The restaurant was incredibly fancy and looked to Mrs Weasly as though half of it was missing.

Once they had sat down at the table and ordered their food Dave pulled out the piece of parchment

"So you claim not to know what all these things are" he said

Molly nodded

"Well, lets see microwave, they have been on the syllabus for the last thirty years...you cant tell me that you have never been taught the electromagnetic spectrum" he obviously saw that Mrs Weasly was still at a loss

"Very well, a microwave is an oven, a pedicure is a beauty treatment for your feet..." he would obviously have continued in this obnoxious manner if Mrs Weasly had not interrupted,

"I wouldn't want you to have to strain yourself by explaining all these things to me...I'll just learn as I go" she picked up the menu and decided on steak, she didn't like the look that passed over Dave's face when she said this, "do you have a problem with that?" she asked tartly

"Why did you order the cheapest thing on the menu?" he asked her

"Habit I guess," She said without looking up, "Tell me to my face do you have a problem with my weight?"

"Of course I don't, what ever gave you that idea Molly" unfortunately for Dave Mary chose this exact moment to point at Molly and ask in a loud childish voice

"Papa, why is there a fat woman sitting at our table? Where is Mama?"

Molly raised an eyebrow at Dave, who squirmed under her scrutiny

"Mary," he said, "this fat woman is going to be your mama for two weeks"

Mrs Weasly was now simmering and was glaring at Dave...if she had been a basilisk Dave would have been dead,

"I do not like the name fat woman, I have one and you will be so kind as to use it..." she said loudly causing the entire restaurant to stare at them.

Dave looked ready to hit her

"Molly, do not bring attention to yourself like that" he hissed

"What is your problem?" she asked a little less loudly, "Do you have a problem with fat people?"

"No only with the ones that to nothing to help themselves"

"What are you trying to say?" she asked in a dangerous voice

"What I mean is if you are fat you should go on a diet"

"How dare you" said Mrs Weasly, she made to stand up from the table, "as I am not welcome here I will return to your house"

"Molly, don't go" Dave looked over his shoulders, "I won't mention your weight again"

She reluctantly settled back into her seat.

The food came fairly quickly, out of habit Mrs Weasly did a few detection spells on the steak and found that it was almost raw; she frowned and poked it discreetly with her wand cooking it to a more healthy state.

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A few hours later they returned to Dave's house, Mary was asleep.

Once Dave had put her to bed they decided that it was also bed time for the adults.

Once in her bedroom Mrs Weasly had just finished changing into her nightshirt when an owl tapped on the window, after several futile attempts to open the window Mrs Weasly smashed one of the window panes allowing Pig to fly in. after several minutes of desperately trying to catch the tiny hyperactive owl she finally succeeded for the mere three seconds it took to remove the letter from its leg,

'Dear Molly,

I hope you are coping, how are you settling in? The woman who has come here in you stead is a little wisp of a thing, a snidget could knock her over. She is also quite nosy, wanted to knock why we ignored Percy, she also asked Harry when he would be returning to his parent's house, and honestly it makes Fudge look tactful

Missing you

Arthur'

Mrs Weasly rummaged in her bag for a quill and piece of parchment, once she had written a letter she summoned Pig to her and gave him the letter, and then settled down in the bed, not especially looking forward tomorrow

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