Holy Cow! Two updates within a week? What the heck is going on.

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Chapter 12: Letter Home

Molly Weasley was in her kitchen busily preparing supper for her family. It wasn't the standard family dinner they had every night. That dinner was usually composed of herself, Arthur, and the occasional child. This dinner was a large dinner, with everyone in attendance. Well, almost everyone. Molly felt like the table was almost empty without Fred or Hermione there. Sure Hermione wasn't her blood daughter, but she was as good as one.

She couldn't help but feel like Hermione's disappearance was her fault. Almost as if she would have said something else, or done something different, Hermione would still be here.

Sighing, Molly flicked her wand and watched as the bread dough began to knead itself.

"Mum?"

Molly turned around and found her oldest son standing in the kitchen with his wife.

"Oh Bill! It's lovely to see you! I'm so glad you're here." She said while engulfing her oldest in a hug.

"Miszus Weasley, do you need any 'elp?" Fleur asked her accent prominent as ever.

Leading the couple into the sitting room to join her husband, Molly shook her head, "No dear, I have everything under control. You two just relax, everyone else should be here soon."

Just as she entered the kitchen to check on the food, Molly saw Percy walk through the back door followed by a woman.

"Percy, I am so glad you are here!" She said as she wrapped her arms around her formerly estranged son. During the war she may have lost Fred, but she gained back Percy- something she was always thankful for. Molly wasn't sure if she would have been able to make it through if she would have lost Fred and Percy would have still been gone.

Turning to the young woman who was now standing beside her son, Molly smiled, "Hello dear. I'm Molly Weasley, Percy's mum." She said before pulling the girl into one of her signature hug.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley, I'm Audrey Collins." The woman said upon being released from the almost bone crunching hug.

"Call me Molly dear. Why don't you two head into the living room? Bill and Fleur are already in there, and I will just finish up dinner." She said while ushering them through the kitchen.

The door opened again and Molly recognized her youngest son walking through, this time with a different woman than the time before. "Ronald!" She said happily while pulling him into a hug as well.

"'Ello Mum." Ron said while pulling away. "This is Daisy." He said introducing the blonde next to him.

Putting on a fake smile, Molly knew this woman wouldn't last long in her son's life, but she was courteous none the less. "Hello Daisy, it's nice of you to join us. Percy and Bill are in the living room, go on a head and join them, supper will be ready soon."

As Ron and Daisy left to join her other children, Molly returned momentarily to the food- just to make sure it was coming along okay. Hearing the door open again, Molly saw the last two of her kids who would be joining them that night. Well three if you counted Harry- which Molly did.

"Everyone is here now!" She exclaimed pulling George, Ginny, and Harry into a group hug. Looking behind the three, Molly saw a beautiful dark skinned woman standing in the door way. "Angelina, I am so glad you are here and could join us. It's been a while." Molly commented.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley. It has been a while, but George swayed me into coming." Angelina said with a smile.

Looking suspiciously between Angelina and her son, Molly couldn't help but feel like something was going on between them. Not wanting to bring it up now, she shrugged the feeling off.

Waving her wand, Molly set the food on the table and turned to her daughter. "George why don't you go tell everyone else that the table is set?" She suggested.

George nodded, and made his way to the living room.

Everyone was seated at the table, and about to start the not so small feast, when an owl flew through the open window and landed right in front of Molly.

She took the envelope from the bird's beak and recognized Hermione's handwriting at once. The owl flew away almost as soon as the letter was accepted. Mrs. Wealsey tucked the letter into the pocket of her apron.

"Mum, are you okay?" Bill asked as she told everyone to dig in.

"Oh, everything is fine. Just a letter. Don't worry." She said with a smile.

"So, Potter. You and our sister look rather chummy." George said in a serious tone.

Ginny let out an exasperated sigh, "Yes, Harry and I are dating. And, no, you will not scare him off. Honestly I don't think he would even be frightened of you. I mean he did face Voldemort multiple times, so what's four older brothers?"

"Actually five, we would call Charlie in from Romania for this." George joked.

Harry paled at the thought of Charlie joining the force. Charlie was the one of the Weasley's Harry had little contact with and didn't know as well. And truthfully, he was the one Weasley that scared him the most. His job was dealing with dragons every day. If that didn't scare a person, what would?

"Just lay off him, alright? Is there someone better you would like to see with your sister?" Angelina pointed out sticking up for her former Quidditch teammate.

Bill cleared his throat, pulling everyone's attention to him.

"Fleur and I have an announcement to make." He said before taking a deep breath. "In a few short months we are going to be parents."

The room was quickly filled with multiple congratulations. Molly could feel the tears pooling in her eyes. She couldn't help but think that this isn't technically her first grandchild, that Fred and Hermione's baby would be arriving a few months before Bill and Fleur's. Molly just hoped that Hermione would come back to England.

Once dinner was finished and the kitchen cleaned up, Molly was on her way out to the garden to read Hermione's letter. Since the bird flew directly to her, she knew that Hermione wanted her to be the first to read it. However, she was stopped in the kitchen by George and Angelina.

"Mum, we need to talk to you and Dad." George said in a tone that worried his mother.

"What is it son?" Arthur asked from the doorway. He walked further into the kitchen and sat at the table next to his wife and across from his son and Angelina.

Molly couldn't help but feel this conversation was very similar to the one she had with Hermione. She sighed and pushed the memory from her mind.

George took a deep breath. "Since Fred's funeral, Angie and I have been getting together and just talking about anything and everything. That led to us going on a few dates. Those dates of which we were both unsure of, with her being Fred's ex-girlfriend and me his twin brother, but those dates caused us to get closer and closer."

"Now we are getting married." Angelina finished for her fiancé.

As shocked as Molly was, it wasn't because of her son planning to marry his twin's former girlfriend, but because they kept the relationship a secret. The twins really were more alike than anyone thought.

"Well Congratulations!" She said while walking around the table and hugging the couple. "When were you planning?" Molly asked, wanting to get right into the wedding plans.

"We actually want to do it soon, before the baby comes." George said carefully, not wanting to upset his parents.

"You're pregnant?" Molly asked, directing the question towards Angelina.

Angelina nodded, "I know it's sudden, and that it's a surprise, but George and I talked about it, and we are both really happy about the baby."

Molly couldn't help but feel the tears in her eyes. "I am so happy for you two." She said pulling them into another hug.

She began talking about plans for the wedding with Angelina, while Arthur talked with George about everything to expect. Soon enough the young engaged couple joined everyone else in the living room to break the news to them.

Molly finally got time to herself and went into the garden to read her letter. Once she got herself comfortable on the bench that was placed out there, she pulled the letter from her apron pocket.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,

I know this letter probably comes as a surprise, but a visit from an old friend reminded me that I should write to you and let you know how I have been.

I realize that my sudden departure was just that, sudden. I didn't even know I was leaving myself until that day. You are probably wondering why I left. After telling my parents of their future grandchild, they disowned me. Then came the reaction from Ron.

It was then that I figured out not everyone would be supportive of me and my child. So I decided to move away, somewhere where I didn't know many people, somewhere unknown.

As of right now, I have chosen not to tell you where exactly I am. I still have a lot to think over, and the impending birth of my baby. Don't worry, Molly, I will let you know when it is born. I would never keep you from your grandchild.

I had the chance to find out the sex of the baby, but I figured Fred would rather be surprised- as would I. So for now, the baby will just be 'it.'

I truly miss both of you and everyone else at The Burrow. I hope everyone is fine and Harry has finally asked Ginny out.

All my love,

Hermione

Molly didn't even try to contain her tears. She wanted Hermione here and to not read about everything in a letter. It somewhat comforted her to know that Hermione plans on coming back, eventually.

She heard the back door open and footsteps draw closer. Turning her head, Molly found out the mysterious second person was her husband.

"Molly, what are you doing out here?" Arthur asked.

Without saying a word, Mrs. Weasley handed the letter over and let her husband read it.

Mr. Weasley didn't say anything, but just wrapped his arms around his wife. The couple sat there thinking about their estranged child, and both hoped for her to come home soon.

"Let's go in. Everyone is going to be wondering where we are soon." Arthur said while helping the love of his life off the bench. And the pair walked back to their home hand in hand.

Yep, that was chapter twelve!

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