Chapter 2

The Burrow

A few days later, the couple and their two children flew by broom to the Burrow, the home of the Weasley family. Molly was sat outside knitting and peeling potatoes and reading a Gilderoy Lockhart book all by magic ('is there any other way to get things done'- she would query) and was stunned to see the Raven haired beauty she hadn't seen for years arrive at her home with Charlie by her side.

After answering their questions "my favourite sweet?", "Honeydukes' Pepper imps" and "the first potion I was able to brew in the history of Hogwarts?", "wolfsbane for Remus Lupin, you were 13 years old") and asking her own ("what was the name of Charlie's first owl?","Tiberius") she welcomed them into her arms and ushered them inside quickly before anyone spotted them. Charlie scooped up their cases and Ravenna took charge of their children who had ridden in front of her on her broom, Artair on his booster seat and Julianne in her carrier around Ravenna's front.

Once inside the kitchen Molly Weasley paused as she spied the two young children. "Your niece and nephew, Ravenna?" She asked lightly.

"No, mum, our children." Charlie said as his father entered the kitchen in time to catch Molly as she fainted backwards. Charlie smirked and flashed Ravenna a smile.

"Charlie that wasn't kind throwing that out like that to your mother. Molly? Molly, love, can you hear me?" Ravenna said, gently patting her mother-in-law's face as Arthur Weasley carried her to the couch and lay her down. Molly immediately sat bolt upright.

"Why didn't you tell me, Charles Weasley? How long have I been a grandmother?" She demanded as she watched Ravenna scoop up her daughter who was wriggling in her father's arms.

"2 years, Molly. We wanted to tell you, honest but with everything going on, we weren't sure when would be a good time." Ravenna explained.

"We're married too, mum." Charlie said and winced as Molly squeezed his arm tightly.

"At least you did the honest thing, Charlie. Now what are the names of these two little ones?" Arthur said turning to Ravenna who was holding Julianne and had Artair clinging to her robes.

"Artair Sirius, he's two and this is Julianne Molly, she's 6 months." Ravenna said, handing her daughter to her father-in-law, he took her gingerly and smiled.

"She's definitely a Weasley, Molly. She has the hair." He turned and showed his wife the baby girl and watched as she released Charlie, who smiled gratefully, and her expression softened.

"Oh isn't she a beauty. She has your eyes, Ravenna."

"Artair has Charlie's eyes, Molly." Ravenna added as she scooped up her son and spoke softly. "Artair, these two people are your grandpa and grandma Weasley. Say hello."

Artair held out his hand and Arthur shook it with a laugh. "Nice to meet you too, young man. Artair is..."

"The Scottish for Arthur, yes. The only part of his Scottish heritage I can give him." Ravenna said sadly. Referring of course to her dark arts mother who was in cohorts, so she had discovered, with Severus Snape and the Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. She had also, in her search for the truth about her mother, discovered a brother (older than herself) who was locked away in Azkaban for the murder of 3 prominent Muggle Leaders in a public space in front a crowd of Muggles. Arthur Weasley smiled at the thought of having a grandson with his name and Ravenna returned her attention to him and handed the boy to him, who he embraced tightly.

"It is nice to think of new life in this time of destruction." Molly said quietly with a sad smile.

"Ginny wrote and said you needed us, mum? What's wrong?" Charlie asked sitting beside his mother on the sofa in the cramped sitting room of the Burrow.

"Your mother believes there will be another war, Charlie. Against You Know Who and its got everyone in a panic. The death eaters have increased and they are now trying to make the community believe that the Muggle-borns are not actually magic and have stolen a witch or wizard's power." Arthur explained putting his grandson on the sofa beside Molly and waving his wand to usher four cups of hot, steaming tea to the coffee table from the kitchen.

"But that's ridiculous. If they read their History of Magic..."

"I know, Ravenna but not everyone is as well studied as you or indeed Hermione Granger, a friend of Ron's, do you remember her? She was at Grimmauld Place with us the year..." He trailed off and looked sheepish, remembering the events of that year and how close she was involved in them. She smiled sadly.

"The year my father died. I know. Yes I remember her. Bushy brown hair and a sharp tongue."

"Yes, that's her. I don't know why you had to take their memories of you away though." Molly said from the sofa, her arms around her grandchildren.

"It would have been too dangerous for Harry. What if I had told him the truth about his parents deaths and about who I was to him? What if You Know Who had used me instead of my father in the department of Mysteries? What if last year he had used the information about Snape? It was too dangerous for all concerned. I think that my presence around him last year and the year before is the biggest secret the twins have ever kept. I should reward them." Ravenna explained taking a mug of tea and cupping her hands around it.

"I don't think it would have damaged him, he's a strong lad." Charlie said.

"It would have damaged me, knowing I had to keep him safe and if he knew and hated me for it how would I have able to keep him safe, Charlie? It would have been impossible."

"Speaking of Ron, Harry and Hermione where are they?"

"Off on a final mission for Dumbledore. Your mother isn't pleased about it, Charlie." Arthur explained handing Molly her tea as Charlie too his daughter off his mother to hold her in his arms, whilst she slept.

"I think they've being stupid and I don't know why it had to be them, they are children! Why didn't he send some people from the order." Molly argued quietly, as her gaze fell on her sleeping granddaughter.

"Perhaps he feels Harry is the right man for the job, Mum. Anyway with what dad was saying about Muggle-borns being targeted, Hermione's probably safer with Ron and Harry to protect and look after her." Charlie said simply.

"Perhaps."

"If I know Harry, he will be fine, Molly, just as my father and James were growing up. He's James' son, Molly, give him some credit." Ravenna said and quickly changed the topic to tell her in-laws about their grandchildren and about their individual personalities amongst other things which consumed Molly's every thought for the rest of the evening.