Chapter 3: Answers
"Absolutely not!" Stormed Mrs. Weasley as she entered the room.
"Mum, she needs my help."
"And you need to finish school!"
"She can teach me that. Her parents are wizards. Although she isn't. She just knows how."
Mrs. Weasley didn't speak for quite a few minutes. Waving her hand, she said, "I'll think about it."
"Oh, come off it, Ron, we all know the reason why you want to go." Said George.
"Why?" Ron challenged.
They retorted in unison, "Because you fancy her!"
"I do not!"
"Then why do you want to go!"
"To help her!"
"And that is not a coverup? Let's meet the lucky lady." Said Fred.
"No!"
"Oh?"
"Fine, meet her." Ron walked to the door, and let Antonia in.
She walked to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley first, bowing, and shook their hands. "Hello, I am Antonia Alden."
"Nice to meet you. I am Arthur Weasley and this is my wife, Molly." Mr. Weasley said.
"And we're Fred and George, Ron's twin brothers."
"You didn't mention you had siblings, Master Weasley." She observes.
George mouthed, "Master?"
"I have several."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
"Ms. Alden? Might I have a word?" Asked Molly.
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley."
"What is it that you need Ronald for?"
"Well, since your defeat of your 'Voldemort', his Death Eaters have fled to my country. And are making alliances with the vampires. We believe this could harm more people. I came here to seek help from Dumbledore, and I asked for young Master Weasley. He looks of good keep."
"Why, thank you. He does come from a rather strong family." Arthur straightened his robes.
"Of course. I'd teach him certain skills he'd need to help my vanquish the vampires. And yes, he could be in danger, but I would be there. I have been trained since I could walk, and know very well."
"Will he carry that many weapons?" Molly asked, slightly hesitantly.
"More than this. Lots more."
Molly put a hand over her heart.
"No! Not yet!"
Her look of terror lessened.
"I mean once he's trained. I won't even let him near these only he knows everything about everyone. I'm very strict. Got it from Mama and Papa."
"Your parents? Are they here?"
"No. They're at home. Working. They cannot help me, because they are inventing things to help me. Chemist, my mama is. Inventer, my papa is."
"That's wonderful. No offense to my son, but why him?"
"Well, I want someone down to Earth. I know Master Potter is as well, but he's been through enough. Master Weasley looks like someone who can work under the right pressure, and not to much anger or emotion to go crazy under the pressure."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"Ronald, would you like to go?"
"I wouldn't mind. As long as I got to see my family and friends a little."
"Yes, you would. Dumbledore and I have already discussed this. If you decide to come, you could floo to your home every Saturday, for a couple of hours. Then, maybe floo here to say hello to Master Potter and Ms. Granger."
"I'll do it." Ron stated.
Antonia turned, and looked at him. She walked so she was standing so close to him he could feel her breath on his neck. "This is a big commitment, Master Weasley. You cannot say yes and back out later."
"I won't." He gulped.
She backed a pace away, and held a hand out. "Don't shake, unless you mean it."
Ron took her hand, and shook.
"Thank you." She whispered.
The next one is long! I promise! Keep reading! Lol.
Cala