"Ginny, someone wants to talk to you!" expressed Mrs Weasley giving the phone to Ginny.
"Hello." Ginny said.
"Hello my Birthday Girl!" came the voice on the other end.
"Dad! I have wanted to talk to you all day!" squealed Ginny in excitement.
"Well so have I! Your mum told me what happened today. Are you okay?" Asked Mr Weasley.
"Yeh, I'm fine! Those brothers of mine helped me put a smile on my face." Ginny smiled, she knew she was probably the luckiest sister in the world.
"Well isn't that fantastic! I will be home soon, so we can have a talk." Mr Weasley exclaimed.
"Okay Dad, see ya when you get home, luv ya!" Ginny said as she hung up the phone.
Ginny and her brothers started to walk down stairs to put the phone back on the hook and to go outside and continue their game of tips that they had started that morning. As they were about to step onto the outside veranda, their grandmother stopped them.
"Sorry kids, can you wait inside for about another 10 minutes before you go out." Exclaimed Jill, as she stepped forward and closed the door behind her.
"Why?" Asked Ron
"Because-." Jill was intercepted by Mrs Weasley's shouting.
"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO GINNY LIKE THAT. YOU HAVE RUINED HER BIRTHDAY. YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT ONE PERSON AND THAT IS YOURSELF. YOU DON'T CARE IF YOU HURT ANYONE'S FEELINGS. DO YOU? YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TELL OFF ONE OF MY CHILDREN. I AM BRINGING UP MY CHILDREN THE WAY I WANT TO. I AM TRYING TO TAKE THEM AWAY FROM MY CHILDHOOD SO THEY CAN HAVE A NORMAL ONE." Molly shouted at her dad.
"Molly, I didn't mean to upset you. I was only saying what is right." Charlie exclaimed. Molly sat there and stared.
"Upset me… you mean upset Ginny… you ruined her birthday. Oh, and by the way…JUST BECAUSE YOU SAY SOMETHING THAT MIGHT SOUND RIGHT TO YOU, DOESN'T MEAN IT IS." Molly stood up and joined her family in the house.
"Did you kids hear that?" Molly asked her 4 children.
"Every word of it." Fred and George said in unison.
"I want you to understand that what I did was because I will not allow anyone to speak to one of my children like that." Molly exclaimed.
That night when Arthur Weasley got home from work all the family, except for Charlie, sat in the living room and listened and laughed with one another. They told stories about Ginny when she was young and all the silly things she did, like put the plate of Spaghetti Bolognaise on her head and smear it across her face. And how Ron always took off his nappy and ran around the house naked as the day he was born!
The phone started to ring, and it broke the laughter of the happy family. Molly got up to answer it.
"Hello." Asked Molly
"Hello, is this Mrs Molly Weasley?" Asked the person on the other end.
"Yes it is… and who may I be speaking to?" Asked Molly
"My name is Cornelius Fudge, your husbands boss, apparently you rang the Ministry of Magic for housing a few weeks ago in regard to your father's living arrangements. Is this true?" Asked Cornelius.
"Yes it is…Have you found a home?" Molly asked
"We have indeed, we just need your father to sign a few things and we will move him into his new home near Godric Hollow." Explained Cornelius.
"Thankyou so much Mr Fudge! I will get my father to ring you back as soon as possible to arrange things. Goodbye now." Molly was so excited. She basically skipped back into the living room.
"Who was that mum?" Asked Percy.
"That was Mr Fudge, your father's boss." Molly exclaimed.
"What did he want?" Questioned Arthur, thinking that he had gotten fired.
"Well, he was ringing for the Ministry of Magic Housing and he wanted to inform me that… they have found a home for your grandfather kids. He is moving out!" Molly cried, a load of weight was magically lifted off her shoulders, she felt as light as a cloud.
"Really Mum… for true?" Asked Ron
"Yes Ron, for true!" Smiled Mrs Weasley. The family had big smiles on their face.
"Mum, Dad, this is the best birthday present you could've given to me… I know it is harsh for me to say this, but I want my own family underneath this roof… not just some old relative." Ginny exclaimed.
That night when Ginny went to bed, she dreamt of her almost 'perfect' birthday. She was happy that everything had turned out alright in the end. She thanked god for her loving family who helped her through this. Where would she be in the world without them?