Both Molly and Arthur's faces turned cold at this, and Professor McGonagall inhaled quietly, meeting their gaze once more.

"It's Percy."


Arthur froze, not saying a word. He thinks that if he wanted to say anything, he just couldn't. His mouth had dried, and he could hear a faint ringing in his ears.

Molly grabbed her husband's arm tightly, looking up at him, tears welling in her eyes. But he still didn't move.

Molly looked to and from her husband and Professor McGonagall, her mouth hanging open not knowing quite what to do or say. She knew exactly what the Professor had come all the way over to tell her and her family. She hadn't said more than two words, but she didn't have to. Molly could hear it when she spoke, and could see it in her wandering eyes.

Molly began to shake her head, not wanting to believe the inevitable truth. She became more hysterical, as the tears quickly turned into sobs. Professor McGonagall managed to catch Molly just in time before fell to the ground, losing the ability to stand. She rocked her gently, trying to sooth her.

Felix stood by awkwardly, not knowing quite what to do. He dealt with the information behind the scenes, facts, figures. These kinds of situations weren't what he specialised in. It was then he noticed Arthur, still remaining in the same position, despite the fact his wife was a blubbering mess on the floor.

"Arthur, are you-" Felix was cut off abruptly through his attempts at comforting the man by a voice inside the house.

"Mum!" A shriek let out, as Ginny Weasley through herself to the ground beside her mother and the Professor, "What's happened?" she asked desperately, as more faces appeared behind her, keen to know what was going on.

Molly was trying to form a cohesive sentence, but couldn't quite do it. Ginny looking up desperately at the Professor, wanting her to speak. She noticed her gazing down the hallway, seeing the faces of several of the Weasley-Potter children, each as curious and worried as the last. Hermione, who was standing behind Ginny, took this hint straight away, and began to usher the children into the Dining Room.

"Come on kids, you're Granny just needs a little space!" she said, herding the children like a flock of sheep.

"But Aunt Hermione, what's happened?" James asked, as his little sister Lily was grabbing onto his jacket, herself in tears.

"Nothing, now please just stay in here for a few minutes," Hermione replied kindly, rubbing Lilly on the back as to comfort her. She noticed Teddy following closely behind her, and she turned around grabbing his arm, "Teddy, look after her would you?"

"Sure, 'course," he said, giving her a comforting smile, picking up a napkin from the dining room table to clean his cousin's face.

Hermione left the children, and walked back up to the door. Molly was still in tears, and Professor McGonagall still comforting her. Ginny was patting her mother's head, desperate for her to stop crying. Harry was standing next to her, biting his nails, and Bill and Fleur were standing in the corner, talking amongst each other. Victorie was standing next to them, smiling half heartedly when she saw Hermione, "I'll go see if Teddy needs any help," she said, as Hermione smiled thankfully at her.

Arthur was gone from the doorway now, and so was Ron.

"Where's Ron?" she questioned, scanning the room for any sign of her husband.

"Arthur stormed out, Ron ran after him," Harry said, running a hand through his slightly greying, raven hair.

Molly was still blubbering, but was forming words that could now be understood.

"We should have looked for him!" she cried, as if trying to persuade the Professor to agree with her, "Should have… should have been there."

"Come on Molly, let's get you off the floor," Professor McGonagall said, lifting Molly off the ground with the help of Ginny. They went into the sitting room, Molly's face puffy and red from crying.

"I'll go and make some tea," Fleur said gently, making her way into the kitchen. She passed Felix, who had hesitantly let himself in.

The front door had opened again. Ron and Arthur appeared around the corner, Ron holding onto his father's arm. His face was laced in confusion, and Arthurs was red and blotchy from crying.

"Love, I'm sorry for running off," he mumbled, walking over to his wife and taking her hand. She smiled at him, but then only started crying even harder.

"Mum, please," Ginny whispers, practically begging her mother, "please tell us, it'll be okay,"

"It's your brother, Percy, Ginny," Professor McGonagall said, speaking for the mother. She was still rocking Molly gently in her arms, who had seemed to have calmed down a little bit.

"What about him?" Bill asked sternly, not quite sure if he wanted the answer to his own question.

"There was an accident," Felix spoke up for the Professor, seeing her struggle to form the right words, "he didn't make it. I'm sorry." He avoided any eye contact.

Bill walked straight out of the room, and went to the kitchen to see his wife. Tears began to stream down Ginny's face, as she threw herself into Harry's arms as he comforted her. Hermione gasped slightly, not knowing quite what to do.

"When," Molly asked, trying to force herself to stop crying, "when did it happen?"

"It's nearly a month now, we can't be completely sure," Felix replied and Molly's eyes widened.

"A month? You're telling me my son has been dead for a month and you're only telling me now?" Her voice raised with each word, her sadness replaced with anger and confusion.

Bill and Fleur entered the room again, a tray covered in tea cups and a tea top levitating behind them. Both faces were pale.

"Mr's Weasley, I'm terribly sorry but we only found out ourselves the other day. We probably wouldn't have known at all, if it wasn't for…" His voice trailed off into silence, not knowing quite how to finish his sentence.

"If it wasn't for what?" Molly asked, her voice breaking slightly.

"We need to have a proper talk about this, maybe if we come around tomorrow…" Professor McGonagall said, but was quickly cut off by Molly.

"No! You tell me now Minerva, or so help me!" Molly shouted, pointing her finger at the Professor.

Felix sighed, "Percy has been living in the muggle world, he has a family. Only I don't think they know, well I don't think they know anything,"

"You mean he never told them about what happened?" Harry asked, still holding Ginny.

"Well yes, but I mean about the magic world in general, about us." Felix replied.

The Professor released her hold on Molly, and reached a hand into her cloak presenting a Hogwarts letter. She handed it to Molly, who read the front eagerly. Everyone else in the room also looked curiously.

Miss Lucy Weasley
21 Evergreen Park
Bibury

"I thought it would be a bit harsh to send her without knowing first."

"So, what do we do?" Ron asked, as both Molly and Arthur stared at the envelope in bewilderment.

Professor McGonagall enchanted the teapot in front of her to pore into the cup, and reached over to grab it, "I suppose that's up to you to decide," she handed the cup to Molly.

"I have another granddaughter," she whispered, raising the cup slowly to her lips.

"How do we even get in contact with them?" Ginny asked, her tears had stopped, but she was still sniffling.

"How about we write a letter, ask them to meet us somewhere to talk. We could go from there," Felix suggested, looking as Professor McGonagall.

"Yes, that sounds good," the Professor said with a slight smile.

"Do you think they'd come? I mean, if you're only asking them to meet you, and not giving any explanation…" Ron questioned, frowning.

"Shh, Albus, they'll hear us!" a small whisper was heard, and all of the adults looked around to she faces peaking around the corner of the hallway.

"Crap," another voice said, as they knew they had been caught.

"Mummy? Are we getting another cousin to play with?" Lily asked her mother, completely oblivious to the whole situation. She was soon quietened by Ginny's infamous death glare.

"Answer her question," Rose added, just as curious herself.

"Oh, this is too much!" Molly cried, and leaped off the sofa into the other room to get some air, Ginny and Arthur following behind her.

All eyes went directly to Professor McGonagall, who looked as though she had had just enough of the entire situation herself. She sighed, standing up from the sofa and straightening her robes.

"I think it best we leave you now," the Professor stated, turning her attention to Felix, who gave a simple nod, making his way towards the door.

"Professor," Bill said hurriedly, reaching for the Professor's arm to stop her for turning around. His face still pale, he let out a sigh, "let us know if you find out more, yeah?"

"Of course," Professor McGonagall said certainly, leaving the family to process the information.


Later that evening, Professor McGonagall sat in her office at Hogwarts. A roll of parchment paper laid out neat in front of her, and a white feathered quill placed in her hands. After a moment's hesitation, she let out a sigh, dabbed the quill into ink and began to write,

Dear Mr's Weasley…


Oh boy, so writing this chapter was kinda hard. I had the ideas in my head, I just couldn't phrase them properly, but I hope I didn't do too badly.
I'm also trying to make my paragraphs longer, I noticed that this one is the longest so far, so I hope I can keep this streak up!
Thanks for reading and I hope you liked it xx