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"Petrificus Totalus."
Arthur Weasley was tired.
He had just fought through a major war (the second one in his life) and he was not willing to fight in a third one even if his wife was more than willing to start one. He had seen how past wars had torn families apart as relatives faced each other across the battlefields because of their different beliefs. He was not willing to loose any of his family to another war. Because it would be a war if Molly succeeded in drawing Salazar Slytherin's wrath by insulting his wife and bondmate, their Queen.
The Weasleys came out better than most of the other magical families because almost all of them were Light-oriented. But this war, the one Molly was so intent on dragging them into, it was not based on blood but pure bigoted prejudice; something he had fought against all his life. He just had never expected it to find it under his own roof, in his wife, youngest son, and daughter.
Arthur shook his head and scrapped back his thinning red hair as he pulled Molly back towards the walls, away from the new Queen and her consort. Attacking Hermione, Queen Hermione would tear the family apart worse than anything Percy ever did. Because Molly was wrong to attack one who had done nothing to warrant it.
Deliberately he ignored the sympathetic looks of those who had been close enough to see him use the Petrifying spell on his own wife. No, he did not need battle lines being drawn under his own roof. Molly would obey him or he would activate the obedience clauses in their Marriage Contract. Arthur had never used them – had occasionally been tempted but never for more than a few seconds – but this time Molly had pushed him beyond his limits. Arthur Weasley was going to lay down the law under his own roof using the Olde Ways. It was the only way to keep Molly from insulting the new Queen and committing treason.
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