A/N: Got nothing from her for you guys this time around, but I do hope you read and review. I still print them out for her.

"I'm getting a major headache," complained Scorpius. "I haven't seen this part of the house. What is it?" he asked as many odd things surrounded him. There was a tin can that sat on the desk. Many odd devices surrounded it. He neared the desk and observed the instruments. "Rose, do you have any idea what these things are?" he asked.

Rose looked at the tools. "Oh, those are Muggle things," she replied. "Grandpa loves collecting them. Grandma said Grandpa used to drive her mad about these things, but she gave in after a while. Grandpa has a strong obsession with it." She walked closer to Scorpius and studied the tools. Some of them seemed peculiar and some of them were things she usually found lying around the house. Her mother still kept her Muggle way from time to time.

Scorpius looked around. Everything he saw looked very odd to him. His parents disliked the Muggles and discouraged him to go near anything Muggle, but Merlin knows Scorpius couldn't resist since he always hung around his best friend Rose who had the same interest as her grandfather and same curiosity as her father.

"What are you doing in here?" hissed Fred, looking sideways at Ron. "Get out of here before anyone sees us. I swear I'm going to kill you if Mum finds out we're here." He looked very stern with Ron, but Ron knew that Fred couldn't do more than smack his head, which he was sort of used to after the many times Fred had done it to him.

George shoved past Ron and crouched down beside Fred. "How do you think that thing works?" he asked his twin, pointing to the tin can. Fred shrugged. George looked back at Ron. "You better get out of here or I swear to Merlin that I'll remember this day and I'll never forgive you and hex you when I get the chance." George looked very serious. He hadn't in a very long time. This made Ron back up a bit. He did not want to see George angry.

"Get out of here," warned Fred.

Ron was about to stand up when they heard someone coming. George pulled him back down and clasped his hands to Ron's mouth. Without a struggle, Ron let the twins drag him behind a very large shelf. Being yet very small, they were unseen unless you looked at it closely.

"What were you thinking, Arthur Weasley? You could have caused us everything back there!" cried Molly as the both of them entered the room, Molly walking hysterically behind her husband. "How can you be so selfish and watch out for your interest. What do you want our children to be when they grow up? Beggars? Do you want them to finish Hogwarts or not? Or maybe you don't want them to have a future at all! Oh don't you give me that look, Arthur."

Arthur turned and calmly looked at his wife. "I'm just as worried as you are, my Dear. I will never jeopardize the children's opportunity in my life, never. I swear to Merlin that family is my top priority and not my interest. I would like to see all my boys and Ginny graduate from Hogwarts and make something out of themselves," he explained.

"These things," said Molly sternly as she looked around the room, "these things are the cause of our misery, Arthur. Don't you see that your obsession for Muggles cost us so much? Look around you," she said angrily. "I've tried to put up with you, Arthur. I don't know what else to do. I can't stand here and see my sons and Ginny suffering." She looked at Arthur in the eye. Her eyes suddenly softened when she saw the color drain out of her husband's face. "Oh Arthur, I'm sorry," she said, sighing. "I didn't mean to say all those. I…" her voice trailed off.

Arthur walked near to her and embraced her. "I know, Dear, I know. It's all right. Everything will be fine. I know everything will be fine. We have six healthy and smart boys and one happy girl. They'll be all right, Molly. We'll get by. Soon, they will be making a life for themselves and I'm sure they will do better than I did. They'll all graduate from Hogwarts, you'll see. They'll all be healthy and happy and well-off. Don't worry, Molly." Molly lifted her head and looked at Arthur. "They know so much tat we love them and I know I love them and will always do. I love my family and I'll do anything to keep them from suffering."

Molly calmed down. "I suppose so," she whispered. She wiped away the tears she had from her eyes. "I'm sorry I yelled at you, Arthur. I didn't mean to. All of those I said…" She looked around at the Muggle things again. "They're not so bad and I know it's very interesting to you, these Muggle things." She looked at Arthur. "And I'm very proud to have you as the father of my children."

Rose sniffed. "Isn't that sweet?" she whispered. Scorpius shrugged as he looked at the three boys sitting very still behind the shelf. Rose looked over to his father's direction. "I believe they're holding their breaths with the looks of their faces," she said.

Scorpius nodded. "Me too, but I guess they think it's better to hold their breath rather than face the wrath of their mother. I understand why she doesn't like them being around this room." He could only imagine his mother's screams if she found him in a similar room, not to mention his father's anger. "How come your father keeps some bittersweet memories like these?" he asked curiously. "If I were him, I'd only keep those important happy memories."

"I guess it's to remind him about the life he had," she replied. "Besides, it's not bitter to know that your father loves you and wishes his children the best. I'd want to keep a memory like this alive too if it were me." She thought for a moment. "Don't you?"

Scorpius shrugged. "I honestly don't know."

Arthur walked over to his table. He drew out his wand and set it by the tin can. "I think I'd like to stay here for a while," he said softly. "You know, blow off steam. Maybe I can have a game with the boys later afterwards? I don't have anything to do for the rest of the day." He turned to Molly. "I'll see you later at lunch, Dear."

Molly walked over to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "All right then, I'll see you later." She walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind her.

Arthur turned back to the tin can. He held his wand and tapped it. Nothing happened. He sighed and grabbed a screwdriver beside it. He used the screwdriver to poke the tin can over and over again until it dented and Arthur smiled. He reached for the Philip screw and did the same as he watched the denting in a very amused fashion.

"He sure does have some odd interests," said Scorpius as he observed Arthur poking the tin can even more. "It's no wonder Dad doesn't like me coming over here," he muttered, thinking that Rose wouldn't have heard it anyway.

Rose spun and glared at him. "Oh you think it's funny eh? I believe my grandfather was very special for liking Muggles. He treats everyone very kindly that way and never looks as any prejudices at all, unlike your grandfather, the way Dad told me about him," she said hotly, turning her attention back to Arthur who hadn't quite finished his poking.

Scorpius sighed. "I don't mean it that way, Rose. I mean that your grandfather was just…" his voice faded as he wracked his brain for the right word, hoping to get their argument right. "Okay, I'm sorry. You took my words out of context. My Dad didn't want me to go with you because of this, but obviously I disobey, don't I?" he said.

This seemed to calm Rose down, much to Scorpius's relief. "Look at what he's doing now."

Arthur grabbed a hammer. He studied it for a moment before pounding it onto the tin can. It flattened immediately. Arthur bit his lower lip and raised his eyebrows. He looked around for more things to do with the tin can, hoping to find something that will return it back to normal. He took the saw and looked at it carefully. After a few seconds, he sawed right in the middle of the can.

"This isn't working," he murmured in frustration. He took his wand and pointed it at the tin can. "Reparo," he said calmly as the tin can assembled itself back to the way it was. Arthur ran his finger through his hair. He pushed aside all his tools, including his wand and buried his face on his arms looking very tired and upset.

Rose looked at him caringly. "Poor Grandpa, it must be really hard for him right now." She walked over to his grandfather and tried to touch him. "I've always known my grandfather to be jolly and carefree. I've never seen him this sad before. I never knew he was this problematic before." She sighed as she tried to stroke his hair. "If only I could assure him that everything's going to be all right and all his children turned out fine."

Scorpius couldn't help but feel for him too. He had never seen a man so loving of his family and so long suffering. He had seen Rose's grandfather from time to time and he seemed very pleasant, more pleasant than Ron is. As much as he wanted to help Arthur as of the moment, he knew that this was simply a memory and there was no way her could reach out to the man.

"Arthur!" Arthur looked up. He stood up from his chair and headed for the door. Molly stood outside waving at him. "Arthur, come over here. Help me sort these gnomes out. I can't seem to find the boys. They must have gone somewhere, but I need help now."

Arthur smiled as he closed the door behind him. "Coming!"

The three boys scampered behind the shelf and let out a sigh of relief. "That was so close," said Fred. He looked at George. "Are you all right?" George nodded. Fred's eyes shifted to his younger brother. "How about you?" he asked. Ron nodded. Fred turned and looked at the place where his father sat. "I can't believe they're arguing about the same thing again. I though Bill said that it was over about that matter," he muttered.

"I know," said George. "I guess Dad doesn't tell Bill everything either. That or Bill doesn't want us to know about it." He looked at his father's table. "Look Fred, there's Dad's wand. He just left it on his desk," he said with a tone of voice that Ron had a feeling he wouldn't like.

Fred and George went over to the desk. Fred looked at it. "I can't wait for the time I'll be off to do magic myself," he said. His face lit up as he looked at his twin brother. "Hey, I have an idea," he said. He looked at Ron who gulped. "You'd like to help Mum and Dad, right?" Ron nodded eagerly. With Arthur's wand, Fred walked over to Ron. "I've read about this in one of Percy's books. It's called an Unbreakable Vow," he explained.

"They're going to do the Unbreakable Vow?" said Rose, looking very much horrified. "They're not allowed to do that unless you've thought about it for a very long time! Besides, Uncle Fred and Uncle George shouldn't! They're underage and they're using Grandpa's wand. A lot of things can go wrong if they continue!"

Scorpius nodded. "It would go bad," he agreed. "I guess your father hasn't broken the bow yet though, seeing that you're here with me and he's more alive than ever, your father." Rose looked at him and smiled a bit.

Ron raised his eyebrow. "So how can that help Mum and Dad?" he asked.

Fred clasped Ron's shoulders tightly. "George and I have a plan. One day, we're going to make our own joke shop. We're pretty good about jokes you know," he said. Ron had no doubt about it. "We're going to need someone to carry our plans for us, like a messenger of some sort, and owls are not very trust worthy for these things. Look at that Errol, the worthless owl. So I have a better idea that can help Mum and Dad. You promise to work for us until the end and we can pay them off for sending us to school."

"Why can't Ginny be on this vow too?" asked Ron innocently.

Fred's eyes sparkled. "She's too young."

George nodded. "Ginny's too young to understand, but you're old enough now." He held out his hand. "You're supposed to hold on to my hand." He looked at Fred. "You're sure you know how to cast that spell right?" he said. Fred nodded in assurance. George smiled at Ron. "You have to really mean what you promise or you'll die."

"I'll die?" Ron said in a squeaky voice, suddenly looking very unsure of what he and his brothers were about to do. He looked at Fred. "I don't think Dad will be too happy about us doing this," he said. "You shouldn't be holding his wand in the first place," he reminded him.

Fred frowned. "Do you want to be of help to Dad or not?" he asked irritably.

"I do, but-"

"Don't be a coward. We know what we're doing," interrupted George. "Now promise us that when you graduate out of Hogwarts you'll be working for us forever and not searching for another career. You'll always listen to us and you'll never say no to us. Promise us that you'll help us out so we could help Mum and Dad."

Ron nodded. "I prom-"

"What is going on here?" Arthur looked at his three sons. "Fred, why are you holding my wand and what are you boy-" His eyes narrowed as he fixed in on George and Ron's hands which were tightly gripping each other. "What are you trying to do? This looks like an Unbreakable Vow!" he exclaimed and walked over to the boys, looking very concerned.

"It is," admitted Ron, much to the twins' dismay.

Arthur quickly swiped the wand out of Fred's hands. Ron, in his entire life, had never seen his father look this angry. He looked at the twins very sternly as both of them hung their heads. For a moment Ron thought their father would blow and go mental. He could see Arthur's face redden and his hands shaking. It scared Ron to see their father look this angry.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT DAMAGE YOU COULD HAVE DONE?" roared Arthur. He shoved his wand into his robes and took the twins by the ear. "WHAT IF I HADN'T ENTERED THIS ROOM? DO YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED TO YOUR LITTLE BROTHER? HE WOULD BE DEAD! DO YOU KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN AFTER RON DIES? YOU WILL LOSE A BROTHER! THIS ISN'T A PARNK AND BEING RON'S OLDER BROTHERS, YOU SHOULD KNOW A LOT BETTER. MURDER! THAT WAS WHAT YOU COULD HAVE DONE TO HIM! THE UNBREAKABLE VOW ISN'T A JOKE AND MERLIN KNOWS RON COULD BREAK HIS PROMISES AT THIS AGE. YOU ARE NEVER TO DO THIS STUNT AGAIN! NEVER! YOU ARE BOTH GROUNDED FOR FOUR MONTHS! YES, GEORGE, FOUR MONTHS! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO RON KNOWING THAT HE COULD DIE?"With so much rage, Arthur had forgotten to mention that all of them were underage as well.

The twins cowered on the spot. Ron began to cry. He didn't want to see his father getting so angry and upset more than he was the last time he saw him. Arthur twisted the twins' ears and both yelped in pain as he did. Ron watched as his father furiously dragged the twins out of the room as if forgetting that he was there at all.

With tears in his eyes, he said in a small voice, "I still promise that I'll help one day, Dad…" he said to himself.

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God has been so good
Blessing me with a family
Who did all they could
And I've had many years of grace
And it flatters me when I see a smile on your face
I wanna thank you for what you've done
In hopes I can give back to you
And be the perfect son
-Backstreet Boys

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"That was so sweet," whispered Rose. Scorpius agreed. Everything seemed to slowly darken. "Why does Dad keep erasing a lot of memories? It's unfair that he does. I don't get to see everything I want. He takes the good parts away and it's so not right to do so. What do you think happens next?" she asked, looking at Scorpius's direction.

With a genuine smirk, Scorpius replied, "Why don't you ask him?"

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