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A few weeks later, when Teddy had returned home, there was an unexpected visitor at the burrow. Percy arrived brining with him his new wife, Audrey. Molly Weasley's eyes nearly popped out of her head when she heard this.

"Married," she yelled, the crockery on the shelves shaking, "You got married and you didn't invite you own family"

"Mum..." Percy said helplessly cowering under his livid mother.

"Don't you mum me. We have raised you and loved you for the last twenty three years and we don't even get invited to your wedding."

"Molly dear," Arthur incepted, "Maybe there's a reason..."

"What reason could there possibly be," She cried, breaking down into tears in front of them "for not inviting your own mother to your wedding."

"Mum," Percy started again, "We didn't want you to fuss. It was all very quiet." Percy quickly stopped talking at the murderous given to him by his mother.

Harry and Ron quickly decided that it was time to leave, and it appeared that they were right. As soon as they reached the shelter of the room they heard Molly's bellows starting again from the kitchen.

"You know I never thought I'd say this," whispered Ron, "but I actually feel sorry for Percy."

"It's a hell of an introduction for Audrey too." Harry replied flopping down on his bed and closing his eyes.

"What's going on down there," Asked George walking in. They quickly explained it to him and George shook his head.

"Stupid Percy," he muttered, "He's a dead man walking"

"Mum's going to be crying about this for days," Ron groaned.

"And Angelina's arriving tomorrow," George said, "I think I should warn her what she's in for. Can I borrow Marlow Harry?"

Harry consented and soon Harry and Ron had the room to themselves again.

Sure enough Molly was very emotional for the rest of that week, and this only made her less of a pleasure to live with.

"Boy's" she yelled at them, catching them creeping out of the door. Slowly and reluctantly the trailed into the kitchen, refusing to make eye contact with her "Haven't you noticed there's going to be a wedding here"

"Off course we've noticed," Ron started.

"Well help me then," she told them, "I'm going to do all I can for the son that actually wants me at his wedding," and before they could do anything about it she was in tears again.

Although Harry wanted to stay and comfort he also had an overwhelming sense of self preservation, so he escaped into the garden with Ron, so he avoided another one of her emotional break through.

"Bloody hell" he breathed as they ducked past the kitchen issued, "my mother's got issues."

"At least George and Angelina's managed to escape to her parent's house. We subjected to this torture"

"Stop moaning it could be so much worse."

"How?"

"We could be Percy and Audrey"

Ron nodded his consent and they continued their way to the back of the garden.

When the coast was clear they moved from their place of concealment and went back inside the house. They were so quiet that they might've been two of the ghosts of Hogwarts. They sneaked around that house like they were burglars, not its inhabitants.

"She's got to be somewhere," Ron hissed.

And he was right. As they opened their bedroom door they saw Molly Weasley sitting on Ron's bed sobbing uncontrollably into the jumper she had knitted Harry that Christmas.

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