Chapter 16 – Abe explains
AN; you have all caught up with me, story wise and I've been have problems with the next couple of chapters, be patient – I'll get there.
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"No Molly, he's right," Abe said but this time with scorn. "He is the hero of the prophecy, but beyond a face down with Tom - - what other tasks is Harry really charged with doing. Because this great all controlling prophecy, - doesn't mention at all - - the Death Eater takeover of magical England – or their attempted genocide of all Muggleborn's and any half-bloods that refuse to kiss their feet.
This comment made all the others look hard at Harry, and not having an answer to give them - he remained silent
"I know your prophecy Harry - every word of it. Albus and I discussed it for hours on end - - and we decided that the overthrow of the DE rule of this country isn't predicted to be your responsibility; oh no – not at all.
"You're saying that Ron has a prophecy – the very idea is laughable". Harry spat with contempt.
"No he doesn't, but not all great deeds are foretold in advance. If you told Ron - just fifteen months ago - - that he was destined to be the savior of England, both magical and Muggle - - that he'd all-but single handedly save two thousand innocent women and children in Azkaban - he'd laugh harder at the absurdity of the idea than you and I would. He doesn't consider himself a hero. He would say he was an average bloke that had to step-up and do a dirty-job ...that nobody else wanted."
If Molly, listening to this could beam brighter in pride – she'd be glowing. Her husband and eldest son felt the same way - with Fleur smiling big - only Harry was left as the Doubting Thomas.
"When my brother renounced violence in 1945, he took the teeth out of the Order. The DE didn't fear the Order of the Phoenix, when they seized power - they felt untouchable. But that smugness is gone now - they're afraid of the 'RW' - they are on the defensive, running scared. The Order didn't do that – and you didn't do that by hiding for so long in the woods – Ron, the sidekick – the trio's lovesick clown - did THAT.
"But I'm the chosen-one", Harry protested weakly.
"And you'll hog all the glory in the history books if we win. Ron knows that and doesn't envy your fame – not any-more he doesn't. All he wanted is what his parents have now – a home, a loving life-partner and caring family. It's an ambition that I wish everyone shared," Abe said wishfully. "And to our everlasting shame - we Dumbledore's have nearly robbed him of that dream.
"Albus believed Granger was wasted as a brood mare to a Weasley and told me so repeatedly. So just that fact alone makes me believe that he somehow hexed her and you into a series of semi-incestuous trysts - on the faint-hope that Granger would fall pregnant. And I in an attempt to give Ron better access to his core magic broke-open his sealed core container and now it leaks like a sieve. As you have all seen for yourself Ron looks about sixty-years old now - and he was fully prepared until just two days ago to trade his remaining life-force in exchange for killing thousands of DE
"Suicide is wrong," Arthur said sternly.
"There is a very fine-line in between suicide and self-sacrifice for the greater-good, my friend," Abe said with a tolerant smile. "But thanks to Destiny- fate or the maker of all things, Granger's rather unusual reentry method into Ron's life has changed everything – his reluctance to trust her ever again and the plan.
"What did that slag do?"
"What she did will most likely remain a private thing between them – I think – But as I can see core and lay-lines – I can at least theorize as to the method she used to reconcile with him so quickly - - For as we speak, there are - at this very moment - at least two hundred lay-lines of different lengths and thickness connecting your son to your new daughter in law.
"That shameless Scarlett Woman in NOT my daughter in law," Molly shouted.
"They are soul-bonded," Abe said softly trying to be reasonable and turning toward Fleur he asked, "As a part-Veela, I'm sure you sensed it - - did you not?
"Oie monsieur, dey-are soul bonded,
"Fleur Isabella - -
"Sorry mamma, but dis is truth. Dey-are as magically-connubial as Bill and moi.
"Married? - and these Lay-lines did that - - bonded them - - is that legal?" Arthur asked reasonably- although Molly glared at him for asking.
"Once consummated; I'd say yes. But don't start picking out baby names. Betrayal is a hard thing to forgive. Even connected as I think they are... on a sub-conscious level – Ms. Granger is going to have to walk on egg shells for a long time to come to win back his full trust.
"She got her foot in the door, well - no – that's not right.
"She's in his house and having tea in his lounge - but from talking over things that went wrong in the past - to getting him into the bedroom might take a long-while. Ron has very conservative notions on pre-marital sex - - which we cannot argue with because it's an individual choice. His common law challenge, which Poopy might have told you about, was primarily done to take responsibility for the girl when Potter dropped the Quaffle. I doubt highly even when told of the bond - that he will consider them married.
"So I still have time to talk him out of this insanity" - - Molly said sounding happy.
"Molly; do you really want to drag him away from a girl who used her lay-lines connections to save Ron from an agonizing death?" Abe asked.
"What?
"Ron was down a four ounce core when he first invaded Grangers mind," Abe explained. "He knew he risked death trying to save her – but he went into her mind anyway. He apparently succeeded in accessing her eight ounce core and was supposed to use that power - instead of his own - to bring her out of her coma – sane. Somehow and don't ask - for I don't know exactly how - - Ron managed to nearly double Granger's core from its original size.
He was instructed to use her core power to purge her memories of the curio curses Bellatrix hit her with - and push those hurtful memories into a pensive removal form. That he did, and I have that beaker in my tent. His last task was to break down her mental barriers and gently guide her back her to consciousness and sanity – All of this he did and more - but he exceeded his instructions doing it - obviously.
"Does her core leak now, like Ron's - if she is down to seven?" Bill asked while his mother still hotly fumed over Hermione being back in the family.
That's the odd thing," Abe replied genuinely puzzled. "Ron's three and her eight should have yielded a maximum of a combined eleven - going in. - And yet; when Harry and I came to check them first thing this morning they had a combined score of twelve. I also checked them again before we came into the lounge here, after they had awoken brief - and they rated a solid fourteen or seven each.
"If Ron was a three and is leaking heavily - how is that possible? Bill asked.
"Well technically all witches and wizards leak core fluid – buts normally it's only a trickle". Abe said. "It's the reason we can do magic and Muggle can't. Typically the lay lines in the ground and air replace what we use.
"When I tried to use legilimens in Azkaban from the cell across the hall – to boost his core power instead of increasing his core flow a little - I broke wide open his core container seal. It gave him uber powerful spells when doing big magic but at the cost of leaking out his life force far faster than customary, Ron loses years of life for every big spell he does. I estimated when he went to find your campsite, Harry - some four days ago - - that Ron only had one hundred and sixty eight hours of life left.
"So when he found us in the forest of Dean – he was dying?" Harry asked as stunned emotionally as the rest of the Weasley's.
"Yes – just seven days left. The Hogwarts attack tomorrow was to have been his last hurrah - - Oi that's a thought," Abe said before speaking directly to the Matron. "Poopy – would you be so-kind as to check Ron's hair to see if is it still entirely grey? And while you're at-it - could you check Granger for signs of premature aging.
"A brass Knut for your thoughts; Abe?" Arthur asked leaning forward eagerly.
"Well, it just accrued to me. Ron went into Grangers mind a three or four – just above a squib - and now he is a seven and climbing, - the only way that's possible is for your daughter-in-law to have - - -
"STOP CALLING HER THAT". Molly shouted in interruption.
- - - to have …been inside Ron's mind and seen and heard his memories of my core power theories that I recited in lecture format to him in Azkaban – just to kill time," Abe said too wound-up to pay Molly's anger any mind. "Oh sweet Merlin this is exciting – all those years of theorizing - coming to fruition in a single day". She must have found a way to share-transfer a part of her core liquid to Ron that's why they were both a six this morning. The old wizard said nearly bouncing in his seat.
"Abe," – the matron said from the tent door into the foyer. "What I'm seeing is impossible - - Ron is getting younger at the same rate that Granger ages.
"Don't fuss Poopy for them this is normal.
"Abe there is nothing normal about this.
"This is a new field of Magic with Ron and his lady are the first explorers, grant them a little tolerance – they're making up the rules as they go.
"Those two deserve each other - everything they do is bloody-unnatural, - - just like I said," Harry interjected in a sour tone.
"The first documented case of magical telepathy in recorded History," Abe said now far too excited to sit, he rushed over to where Poopy Pomfrey stood to peak in at the sleeping couple. "Oh this is beyond spectacular – we are all actually present as magical history is being made.
"They have shared memories and core power – its amazing - like two water bottles connect by a tube at the bottom. They are at the same core level now – a perfect balance – an equilibrium of cores - and I sure it's all her doing – Ron wouldn't know how to do it – because I don't have a clue? What a truly brilliant girl." Abe said literally bouncing with joy. "Does that make you feel more generous in regards to Granger – Molly? She has surrender part of her core – literally years of her life, for Ron's sake.
"She should pay a heavy price for her betrayal," Molly sneered but not half as harshly as before.
"How do years of her-life span given-up… suit you? If she was willing to do that – she must have feelings for Ron – even if they are confused. Only god knows how interconnected they have become. They're children – sweet merlin on a bike - think of the uber-powerful children they'll have.
"Abe - - please settle down - - sit down! Are you saying that the damage you did to Ron's core in Azkaban has been mended?" Arthur asked.
"Let me check" Abe said as he quickly disappeared into the foyer, with Poopy hot on his heels. Arthur then got up and walked closer to his still somewhat furious wife, kneeing down - he gently took her hands into his.
"Mollywobbles, my love - please be reasonable. You were the first to predict Hermione becoming our daughter-in-law back in 1995. She made a horrible mistake, I admit that, - but so did I when I went out on a date – just once – with that Hufflepuff girl; Joanne Kathleen - during sixth year
"The ever so proper, Ms. Rowling – you know she wasn't a natural blonde". Molly said with a growl - switching her wrath to her husband - just as Arthur intended.
"I never found out if that roof matched the carpet, dearest – you know that," Arthur said trying to make a weak joke. "In in a way I'll always be grateful to JKR, for her attempt to move in on what belonged to you. Sealed the deal for us, after that bit of attempted poaching, you got off the fence when it came to us. Once you made up your mind about me – your poor lovesick ducky. - - - Well look at us now Mollywobbles - seven nippers grown and out of the Burrow – and were still as feisty as ever.
The others in the lounge listening to this felt very uncomfortable - but thankfully - remained silent.
"I don't trust her: ducky," Molly said referring to Hermione - - using Arthur's pet name publicly for the first time in a decade.
"I know my sweet, but I'm greedy. I've had you alone in the Burrow for a few school terms now and I don't want to rebuild the old Burrow - just for Ron or Ginny to move back in. They're all big enough now to find their-own nesting place. In Ginny's last letter she sounded very serious about that French-boy. You are the world's greatest mother – there is no denying that - - but I want my lover – my Mollywobbles back." Arthur pouted softly - which made Molly smile in a way that warmed Arthur's insides.
"But I want grandchildren ducky – I crave them – it's been so long since I had a baby in my arms.
"June Mum, - by mid-June, Fleur and I will have granted your wish.
"You're pregnant?" Molly asked the joy on her face palpable.
"Maybe it was Fleur, that house-elf was talking about with the tiny baby stuff," Bill pointed out. "So you'll need at least one guested room in the rebuilt Burrow, Dad.
"Huge dining room and kitchen - yes; I can envision that for family gatherings - - otherwise - Tents," Arthur replied instantly in the tone of a man who had planned this for years.
"What?"
"Tents like they have here, Tent guest rooms – you know - like we had at the National cup in August of 1994 - - tiny on the outside and big inside. They have year round ones now - you know - - heated – with running water! That way none of you will feel tempted to move back in permanently.
"You've given this loads of thought – haven't you – Dad?" Bill said with a highly-amused chuckle his wife beside him equally tickeled.
"Oh yes indeed, right now it's just the two of you, but once the nippers start coming - you'll miss as much as I do - the alone time," Arthur said with unabashed honesty.
"Ron has several tents besides this one." Abe said reentering the room with a huge Cheshire cat grin on his face. In fact in planning ahead five moves like he does in chess. Ron has a French magical tent company making two hundred year-round ones that sleep ten each- for after the war when the refuges come back to their burnt out homes here in the UK.
"He's that sure, Harry will win". Bill said which made Potter smile conceitedly.
"No there is no certainty on the battlefield and Ron is just covering all the possible military outcomes; besides Tom is Harry's problem – as I said - Ron's victory doesn't depend on Harry winning. A fascist tyrant without his storm troopers is impotent. With most or all the DE dead - - a fully mortal Tom can be dealt with rather easily.
"So what is the verdict with Ron and Hermione", Arthur said testing the waters by calling her by first name. When Molly remained quiet he sighed in relief.
"It's hard to judge but my guess is, they will both settle at around twenty-six or seven. Using the liquid analogy again I'd say their combined core power equilibrium will balance-out at that age.
"And that is important - because?
"Well; considering that Ron – your brother, was in his mid to late sixties age wise - after the Malfoy Manor raid, I believe Ms. Granger/Weasley has done wonders.
"And you're giving …Hermione full credit for this change?" Molly said using her name reluctantly.
"Oh certainly, working from within Ron's mind the girl has done some repairs to Ron's container-seal while at the same time dramatically increasing his ability to recharge from out of body Lay-lines - - two tasks that I only theorized about. Actually the DE have been foolish, there aren't as many places for Ron to hide as they think. In the U.K. Shell Cottage, the Burrow all sit on ground Lay-line intersections. Hogwarts, Hogsmeade and of course the Ministry sit on air and ground intersections.
"Why couldn't Ron have done the repairs himself once he tapped into Grangers core power," Bill asked.
"No, sorry – not possible," Abe replied with a tolerant smile. "My protégée is no more a theoretician than Potter is; Ron like his father is a down to earth - practical man. I can only assume that it was you that taught his chess? Abe asked Arthur.
"Actually, No. it was his Grandfather Septimus, which gave Ron his love for the game. My father found a kindred sprite in Ron;" Arthur said smiling at the memory. "They shared a love for the five moves ahead strategy - which I and my other children could never wrap our heads around. We Weasley's all play the game, but since the age of eight we lost all hope of ever beating Ronald - the chess master.
"So Septimus was the sire of our magical Wellington," Abe mused thinking out loud, "And all I had to do was introduce him the Military art, interesting."
"So Ronnie will recover? Bill asked.
"Yes, he will. I'm sure of it now."
'Lady Destiny showed her gratitude faster than I could have hoped for.' Abe said to himself looking at a mentally independent Harry who sat off by himself and smiled. 'Ron was right, all the pieces are in place and old Tom has lost the initiative.
'Granger and Harry's betrayal of Ron could actually be regarded as the turning point in this war. It was then the three sisters of fate – must have changed sides - for up to that point Tom had been winning hands down. What if to be recognized for what he does by history was never to be Ron's destiny? - - Abe thought -thinking hard and theorizing - - - 'Not getting credit may be the price for his core power instead of paying for it with his life.
"- - - Yes-yes I could live with that, and so could his new wife." Abe said out loud as the Weasley's and then Harry rushed by him and Poopy in to see with their own eyes Ron's age reversal. 'Perhaps casting Albus as the villain in this little drama was too hasty, he has been a favorite tool of fate before this. Well, only time will tell.
"Did Madame Pomfrey happen to check whether or not Hermione was pregnant? Harry asked Abe very nervously as he passed the old man.
"When was the last time you had sex with her," Madam Pomfrey said from over at the tent flap door.
"Christmas eve, last year," was Harry's stuttering reply.
"No second month pregnancy could have survived the amount of Cruciatus Curses Ms. Granger was hit with; Mr. Potter. A miscarriage would have been automatic in such cases," Poopy said with absolute certainty – "Oddly enough of all the internal-organs damaged during the assault - Ms. Granger's reproductive organs were remarkably untouched - - as if specially protected by a super-powerful Protego totalum enchantment. – Her digestive track was near ruined, but just below it – her womb – was - - well it's a miracle really.
"Then she isn't pregnant like the house-elf said?" Harry said feeling greatly relieved.
"No – Mr. Potter, you are not about to become a father. And considering your lack of serious feelings towards Ms. Granger that is a blissing - for both of you," Pomfrey said sternly.
- - And yet - from a spot directly under the medical gurneys where his master and new mistress slept peacefully - hands intertwined. Tweaky huffed in frustration.
Human witch know nothing of Elf magic," Tweaky mumbled in the softest of whispers – thinking out loud. – Tiny-tiny baby wants to be born; it spoke to me – not silly matron. I have seen the shadow within mistress where it will be growing – I must change mistress diet soonest – so she can conceive – yes – yes, I must prepare the way for little flower.
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AN: next; first stage - of the Slaughter at Hogwarts