By: fiSh
Summary:
The new life that she had formed for the past eight years builds even more as she recovers her past. Memories flood as the forgotten one remembers. Taking what she has with her she remembers what it is like to be a Weasley once more.
A/N:
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Disclaimer:
DO I have to keep telling you? Sob! Haven't you done enough? Must you rub it in? all right 'nuff with the drama! I really don't own anything in Potterdom but I know I'm hopelessly and irrevocably attracted to maybe in dreamy love with Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint and Tom Felton (drooooooooL) ehehehehe… woopsie… read and review.. I don't own it! Just the plot maybe… yeah…
Chapter 4
Domus Dulcis Domus
"Goodbye." She whispered into Ginny's ear, "Take care of yourself and don't forget to owl me." Estella wrapped her into a warm hug. Ginny nodded her eyes brimming with tears.
"Thank you Estella." She whispered for the last time. Letting go of Estella she turned to David who stood before her. Ginny couldn't help it because he reminded her so much of her father that she embraced him and thanked him the way she thanked Estella.
Ginny turned around and saw Estella talking to Molly giving her a hug and kissing the little girl. Molly walked to David who picked her up from the floor.
"Granpa!" she squealed. Ginny wiped the remaining tears and took a deep breath. The train bell gave a long loud hoot signaling the passengers to board.
"All aboard to France!" the man bellowed.
Ginny hastily pulled her bag over her shoulder and gave David and Estella a quick kiss. Molly waved bye as Ginny pulled her along. David placed his arm around Estella's waist as they watched the two disappear into the mist.
Ginny handed their ticket to the man in a blue suit who smiled at her. She smiled back before climbing into the train. Molly stared at her surroundings for it was the first time she had ridden a train. Her mother tugged at her hand as they walked down a long narrow corridor looking for an empty compartment. Ginny finally found one and pulled her daughter in.
"Here we are." She murmured pulling Molly in. She sat down on the rich dark purple covered seats and turned to her daughter. She took off Molly's hat that Estella had made and flattened out her hair.
"Mama?" Molly asked, "Where are we going?"
"We are going to France then we're going to take a plane to London and then we're going to floo to the Café near the burrow." She explained taking of her coat.
Molly had heard about the floo network her mother explained to her how it worked. Her mother had told her lots of stories about the magical realm that normal people, what they called muggles, couldn't do or see. Molly was always fascinated with magic and she believed that if muggles believed in it and that they wanted to see it they could. Molly couldn't wait until she was eleven so she could go on the Hogwarts express just like her mother had said.
"Why can't we just floo to the Burrow?" Molly asked curiously.
"Because we don't want to spoil the surprise now do we?" Ginny asked pinching Molly's nose. Molly wrinkled her nose and Ginny mirrored it making Molly laugh and give her mother a hug. It was so uncanny how they looked so much like each other. Molly had Ginny's long red golden tresses, the cute button nose, and the big almond eyes. They looked alike except for one minor detail, Molly's eyes were bright green just like Jack and Harry's and Tom's. Ginny shivered and kissed her daughter's hair.
Molly climbed up the chair and rested on her mother's lap. She stretched and yawned, "Mama, where is kitty?" she asked as her eyes started to droop. Ginny reached into Molly's green backpack and pulled out the shabby white kitten and handed it to her daughter. Molly smiled with her eyes closed, "Grazie!" she murmured.
"You're welcome" Ginny sighed.
"Ti amo mama." Molly said before dozing off. Ginny smiled lovingly at her daughter the fruit of her loins, the treasure of her heart, the angel in her eyes, the warmth of her smile, and the love, the light and the joy of her life.
"Mummy loves you too." She bent down kissed the little girl's forehead before she too was sent into her own dreams.
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other excitement dancing wildly in their eyes. The twins, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley watched from the window to see the three of them off. They waved to them and then turned to each other.
"Okay so this it how it works," Hermione said taking a deep breath, "This poster activates in five minutes and in exactly 72 hours we will be back here so by the third day.." she paused looking at her watch. Ron reached out to touch the poster Hermione smacked the back of his hand making him withdraw it and gingerly massage it with his other, "Don't touch it yet, so on the third day at 9 p.m we all have to be holding this poster."
"Ready?" Harry asked his two best friends. They nodded and Hermione held out the poster. Harry and Ron wrapped their hands around the object that was supposed to bring them directly to the camp that they rented.
"Five, four, three" Hermione's voice faded as they felt a familiar tug behind their navels making them feel as if they were falling into eternity.
As soon as their fit hit the ground uneasiness took over their bodies making them stagger a bit. Ron of course always lost his balance and managed to topple into Harry. The two of them lay sprawled on the floor Hermione whirled around and laughed at the sight of her best friend and her boy friend. She laughed out loud.
"Honestly you two!" she giggled, "Couldn't you be any more clumsier?" she walked towards them and stood before them.
"Think its funny do you?" Harry asked.
"Yeah! Why don't you just help us up?" Ron tallied. Harry and Ron reached out for Hermione's hand and she took each one. Ron laughed and Harry guffawed as the two of them pulled Hermione down. With a surprised squeal and a soft 'oomph' she landed in between them on the soft grassy ground.
"Ugh! I can't believe you guys did that!" she cried out, "That is by far the lowest thing you to pulled." She crossed her arms stubbornly before breaking into laughter.
Ron laughed out loud and sat up, "She who laughs first…" he thought for a second, "Laughs last!" he waved a finger in the air.
Harry shook his head at another major blunder that Ron had said. Hermione looked at him and started laughing again.
"What?" Ron asked perplexed.
It was very dark when Ginny and Molly stepped into the floo network connector. They had left Saturday morning and it was now Monday dawn. Ginny stared down at her watch dreadfully tired. She had managed to shrink some of her suitcases and put them in her pocket. Molly was fast asleep in her arms, being very light and small Ginny had no problem carrying her.
"Hello m'am!" a voice called out from behind the counter, "Where'd you like to floo?" Ginny looked up to see an old man with hazy blue eyes and big thick-rimmed glasses.
"I'd like to floo to the Ottery café." She said taking out some knuckles and sickles and handing them to the old man. He handed her a bag.
"You can use that fireplace over there," he said pointing to the fireplace that was caved into the far end of the hall, "Maybe you should rest for an hour before waking up your child. It's not safe to floo while she's asleep."
"Thank you." She whispered to the old man who waved his hands in a no problem way and disappeared behind the counter again. Ginny walked to one of the couches and sat down making Molly move to her lap. She leaned against the soft headrest and closed her eyes.
Ginny sat down as she watched herself play hide and seek with a little Molly. She smiled softly to herself and laughed as Molly attacked her dream self from behind. Her dream self whirled around and reached down to pick her daughter up and swayed her around making them dizzy. Ginny watched as the scene unfold in front of her eyes like a movie.
Ginny heard a twig snap and whirled around to see Jake stalking nearby. Ginny panicked and tried to warn her dream self. She opened her mouth and nothing came out.
"I told you Ginger you can't hide from me forever!" Jake yelled running towards her and punching her hard on the face.
"NO!" Ginny yelled as her eyes snapped open. She breathed heavily trying to catch her breath. She looked down to see Molly had gone, "Molly?" she whispered panic taking over her nerves. Ginny stood up and began to yell for her daughter.
"Mama?" a voice called out from behind the counter, "I'm here mama!" she ran towards her mother. Ginny inhaled a relieved breath and bent down to pick her up.
"Don't you ever, ever do that again! Okay?" Ginny said firmly but gently, she felt tears form around her eyes.
"Don't cry mama." She whispered kissing her mothers cheek, "I won't leave you."
Ginny smiled softly and looked at her watch, "Oh my gosh! We've been asleep for two hours!" She grabbed her bewildered daughter and rushed towards the fireplace.
Ginny coughed as she fell into the fireplace, "Molly?" she called out frantically. Molly stepped in front of her, her green dress covered in soot. She grinned at her mother.
"Mama's all dirty!" she started giggling.
"Oh come along!" she grinned picking up her daughter in her arms.
Bulgaria never looked so beautiful as people roamed around its fertile land. Harry, Ron and Hermione had already unpacked their bags as they began to walk down the grassy plains of one of the hidden forests of Kazanluk.
"I never imagined it to be this beautiful!" Hermione murmured as she leaned against Ron.
"Because when you came here you were with Viki." He said laughing earning himself a punch in the arm from Hermione.
"Real smooth Ron! Real smooth!" Harry laughed as he walked ahead of the bickering couple.
Harry stopped and was amazed at the site in front of his eyes. He stood at the peak of a hill and looked down at the humongous Quidditch field before his eyes. There were more people compared to that of when he was in fourth year. He stood stunned, as Hermione and Ron had finally managed to stand next to him.
"Oh it's beautiful!" Hermione murmured.
"Oi! Harry! Did you see that wronski!" Ron yelled in his ear.
"Ow! Don't make me deaf!" Harry yelled turning to his friend who sported swollen lips and a big red blush over his cheeks, he turned to Hermione who looked exactly like Ron he cringed, "Oh! You could've at least waited until the swelling toned down, spare me the visual nest time, would you?" he cried out throwing his hand s in the air making his way through the crowd as Hermione and Ron tried to keep up with him, hand in hand.
Ginny and Molly stood in front of the burrow's gate and stared. The house wasn't as crooked as it had been; it looked more like a house now compared to its old rickety state before the war. She tilted her head and looked at the brick walls and beautiful windows
And realizing she had missed a lot the past eight years. Mustering up all her courage she took Molly's hand and looked down at her daughter.
"This is mummy's house," she murmured, "In there is your family. Mummy's very nervous she hasn't seen them in a long time. So would you promise to behave like a good girl?" she asked not really knowing why she was asking her daughter.
"Okay mama." Molly said excitement dancing wildly in her eyes.
Ginny nodded and gave her child a kiss and stood up to look again at the house. Molly gave her a hand a comforting squeeze before tugging her mother across the lawn towards the door.
When they finally reached the door Ginny placed her hand on the knob and closed her eyes. Memories flew across her mind as she slowly turned the knob. She inhaled a deep breath and stepped into the house. Slowly opening her house she never realized how lonely the house felt.
"Mummy?" she called out pulling her daughter in and closing the door behind her, "Mummy?" she called out this time louder and she felt so sure that she sounded like the eleven year old Ginny she had been when she first came out of the chamber.
There was a clamber of footsteps and a few gasps. Mrs. Weasley, the twins and her father stood before her. Ginny stumbled backward as emotions made their way through her veins clawing at her heart. She bit her lip trying to stop the tears. She looked at her mother who had a few white hairs on her beautiful red locks and sad baggy eyes, which made her all the more beautiful. She looked at her father who had lost some hair on the top of his head and had wrinkles across his forehead. Fred and George looked younger and had big bright smiles on their faces.
Her mother's breath grew heavier as she tried to say something. Ginny felt tears come to her eyes as she drew Molly in front of her, "This is my daughter Molly. I named her after you because I thought you were dead." She said lamely as her voice broke.
Her mother burst into tears as she walked towards Ginny and hugged her then hugged little Molly who looked bewildered. Molly stepped out of the way to let the older mother and daughter hug each other as if they would never see daylight again.
Mrs. Weasley stepped back to look at her daughter who still had her young face and longer red hair. She touched her daughter's face and lips, forehead, cheek, hands, arms and then she twirled a lock of red hair in her fingers, "My baby! My Ginny! My little Ginevra!" she cried out again embracing her daughter, "Arthur she's alive!" she cried out motioning Arthur who was still staring at her.
"Ginny?" he questioned looking at her his hands on her arms, "is it really you?"
"It's me daddy." She nodded before burying her face in her dad's shirt inhaling the familiar scent of wood and pine, her father's scent.
"Oh Ginny!" he murmured as his own tears flowed down his cheek. He stroked his daughter for a long time and looked at her again.
Ginny smiled through her tears and brought her daughter in front of her again, "This is my daughter Molly Ann Charlsehall-Weasley. The court allowed her to take the name of Estella and David Charlsehall, the people who took care of me when I landed in their house."
Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley stared at the little girl who stood before them looking exactly as Ginny did when she was a little girl. Molly looked up questioningly at her mother before turning back to the grandparent's she was seeing for the first time. Molly walked towards them her face glowing with anticipation and happiness.
"Nonna," she whispered pointing at Mrs. Weasley then pointing to Mr. Weasley, "Nonno." She smiled up at them and wrapped her little arms around their legs.
"She speaks Italian?" Ginny's mother asked through her tears.
"Yes," Ginny nodded, "She just called you grandma and grandpa." Ginny brought her hands to her mouth and started to cry.
"She's wonderful!" Mr. Weasley said picking up his granddaughter from the floor.
Molly giggled, "Mama told me lot of things about you." She smiled before wriggling from her grandfather's grip and walked to the family portrait that hung on the wall in front of Ginny's picture.
They adults all turned to the little girl who looked up at the portrait. She reached up and pointed at the family members, "That's Uncle Bill, the bank man, then there's Uncle Charlie the dragon man, then that's Percy with curly hair over there, then it's the twins!" she cried out with glee, "Then my favorite Uncle Rowald. Then mama and" she paused looking at the two people who had joined in the picture, "Mama? Is this Hermione and Harry?" she asked turning to her mother. Ginny nodded and smiled lovingly at her smart daughter who had wrapped her family around her little fingers.
"They are considered as family." Ginny said walking to her daughter, she turned to her mother and father, "We have a lot to talk about." Her parents nodded and led her to the living room, "Molly you stay with your Uncles Fred and George. Don't you two dare try something on her!" she said warningly before disappearing into the living room.
Ginny and her parents hugged each other after a two hours of discussing and sharing of what had happened between the family in the span of eight years. Ginny talked about Molly, Estella and David while her parents discussed the jobs and the status of her brothers and friends.
"I'm glad the drama is over." Ginny sighed extremely exhausted. She wiped her eyes again and smiled at her parents.
"We're so happy that you're alive." Mrs. Weasley said, "We've got great news! Hermione and Ron are finally together." She said bursting with glee.
Ginny smiled and started to laugh, took him that long. Ginny leaned against the couch and scratched her head. She actually started to think about what happened to Harry.
"What about Harry?" she asked before she could stop herself.
"Harry," Molly started slowly, "He's getting married to Cho."
Ginny paled a bit at the news and sat up straight.
The chapter title means "Home, Sweet home" well duh because she finally comes home. Oh yeah! PLEASE BEAR WITH THE SICKLE MONEY THING.. i dont really know how it works.. i'll research about it and when i do.. ill fix it.. thanks for bearing with me..
A/N : it's short I know! Im currently working on Chapter 6 and i wont put up five until i get really many reviews.. i don't know... just for an ego/confidence boost.. hehehe thanks to me three readers.. love them all so much..
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