Chapter 3

Marietta looked at the grey haired man sitting across the table from her. "Mr. Dumbledore, right before my aunt died she told me where to find the letter that was with me when I was sent to live with her. She made me promise to find you, so that I could find out about my parents," she said.

Albus smiled at her. "Call me Albus, my dear. I knew your mother, and she was concerned that you would be drawn to the wrong side of the war if you stayed here. Hopefully, now that we are again fighting a war with the same evil wizard, you will be drawn to the side of the light." He paused and watched Charlie's face as he stared at the young woman sitting with them. "My suggestion is that you stay here with the Weasley family, where you will be safe from harm and will be near wizards and witches that can instruct you in the things you should have learned at Hogwarts."

Marietta looked at Molly, who was standing behind the elder wizard. She smiled and winked at her. "We can put her in Percy's old room," she said.

"What about Harry and Hermione?" Charlie asked.

"We'll figure that out when they get here in three days. I'm sure that they'll have some suggestions," she said.

After Albus had left, Molly set about preparing dinner for the family. "When your father gets home Charlie, the two of you can take Marietta to collect her things from Muggle London. I've already contacted Ollivander's and he will be waiting for you to bring her in for her wand," she stated as the potatoes she had taken out began shedding their skins and she waved her wand to slice them. "If you have time after you get her things, you could stop at Gringotts so that she can get some money."

Marietta shook her head, "I have money with me. I figured that I would be here for awhile so I cleaned out my bank account before I left the states."

Charlie laughed, "What you have is Muggle money, you need wizard money," he explained.

Mari groaned. "It's bad enough that I'm still trying to figure out British funds, but now I have to deal with another type of money?"

"Do you have a handbag, dear?" Molly asked. "We don't use paper money in the wizarding world," she said.

Charlie pulled a small bag from his pocket. "Here, I'll show you," he told her as he pulled out some money. "This gold one is called a galleon, the silver one is a sickle, and the bronze one is a knut," he explained. "There are seventeen sickles to a galleon, and twenty nine knuts to a sickle."

She picked up one of the silver coins, "So I can use these anywhere?" she asked.

Molly patted her head, "In the wizarding world, yes. But if you're going to buy anything in the Muggle world, you'll have to exchange the galleons at Gringotts. You can get a decent exchange rate if Bill is with you, but they'll take advantage of you if you don't know better." She waved her wand at the potatoes and they soared into the waiting pot. "Charlie while the two of you are waiting for your father, why don't you grab some of your brother's or sister's old books and let her get acquainted with some of the things she'll be learning?"

Charlie smiled and jumped up from the table. "I'll go and grab their first year books," he said.

"Grab charms and transfiguration," Molly shouted as he ran up the steps. "They are the most useful and the one's that her mother excelled at."

When Arthur Weasley arrived home, he found his wife in the kitchen humming a tune that he hadn't heard since their children were small. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Arthur, the most wonderful thing has happened," she started.

He turned her around and kissed her. "What is so wonderful?" he asked. She opened her mouth to answer when the door to the kitchen flew open, Mari and Charlie came running through it.

"Aunt Molly, guess what I can do with Charlie's wand," she rushed out, grinning. She raised the wand and pointed it at the tea cup on the table. "Wingardium Leviosa," she said in a strong voice. The tea cup lifted up off of the table and floated over to her. "I can do magic," she said gleefully. She danced her way over to Charlie and hugged him. "When can we go and get my wand? Charlie said that my wand will work better for me, that I'll never get as good a result with someone else's wand."

Molly smiled, "Arthur, you remember Mari, don't you?"

"Marietta Grant?" he asked. She nodded her head. "I haven't seen you since you were four years old," he said. "You were living as a Muggle, weren't you?"

Charlie laughed, "Dad is fascinated by Muggles, maybe you could show him how some of the things in the Hotel work when we pick up your things."

Mari smiled at Arthur, "I can do that," she said. "I have a whole house full of Muggle things," she told him. "When I send for my things, I'll be sure to have her send some of the more interesting things so that you can have a look at them."

Arthur grinned, "So what is this about picking up your things?"