Sorry this has taken so long, work and life have just been a bit meh recently. New laptop though and writing again, so hopefully updates won't be as sparodic.
Muriel Prewitt was a known recluse, she didn't do much in the way of Wizarding Society anymore, but she still kept her ear to the ground. While she no longer attended events, she still received all the periodicals and was still informed about the comings and goings in the world. At one point she would have loved to have been in the limelight and have her family being covered in the press, but not in the ways she was recently seeing.
Muriel had never believed after her nephews had died in the war that her family would ever really be a Society family again. Her niece had married into the Weasley family and the Weasley's had lost their standing and her niece's husband had no desire to try and recover their standing in the House of Wizards. Her Great Nephew William was the Weasley Heir and that then allowed her to name his younger brother Charles as the Prewitt Heir, as was her right as the Stewardess for the family.
While Charles was a good candidate for the Heirship, she didn't really see him spending much time in society, the lure of the wilds and his dragons calling to him. Ginevra therefore would be her only hope to see a member of her family flourish in Society again. When she had started 'dating' the Potter-Black Lord Muriel had been thrilled, there was some hope, although she wished that they would have settled on a courtship rather than the more frivolous modern ways.
Media reports of her Grand Niece were not what she would have expected though, and the more time went on the more concerned she became. Ginevra's behaviour at events was nothing short of scandalous, and downright disrespectful. She had thought to contact her niece to find out why her daughter was rebelling so against the lessons that she would have been taught from a young age; but had ultimately decided to wait and see if her behaviour improved at the next engagement, after Molly had no doubt chastised her.
This morning's publications had forced her hand and meant that she needed to act. If they were to be believed, and while she took Skeeter's writing with a pinch of salt, the more reputable journalists were unlikely to be exaggerating, then she needed to speak with her Niece about her teachings or lack thereof.
She knew that Margaret had been taught the intricacies of their society and how to navigate it properly without offending people or humiliating oneself and the family. She had been the one to teach her, why she had disregarded her teachings and failed to educate her only daughter Muriel was unsure. But you could bet your wand she was going to find out.
Muriel would be taking over Ginevra's education from that day forward, whether Margaret and Arthur liked it or not. She set about her day getting everything prepared that she would need for her task. She was prepared to go to the Burrow later and fight her corner to get what she wanted, what she hadn't expected was an ally. When her Niece's husband had appeared in her home that afternoon she had not expected him to come to her and admit his failings and ask for her help in correcting the situation. Now the only obstacles would be her niece and great niece, but they would both bend to her will in the end.
She ate one last peaceful meal alone, knowing that her time would be taken up for the foreseeable future and that her solitude was about to disappear. Then she flooed to the Burrow to inform her niece of the changes that were about to come. She had asked that Arthur try and have all the children round for dinner so that everyone was aware of the situation. She was also going to insist that Charles take up the mantle of Lord Prewitt instead of just the Heirship, even if he didn't attend Society events, at least having a Lord of the family again would be beneficial.
"Aunt Muriel, what are you doing here? Why didn't you let me know you would be dropping by?" Her Niece asked her as she stepped out of the fireplace, beginning to fuss over her as she came fully into the room.
"Manners Margaret." Muriel chastised as she took off her travelling cloak and handed it to her niece. "You haven't even properly greeted me, or offered me tea yet before you are questioning my presence."
Muriel watched as her niece seemed to fume at the way she had been shut down so easily, she could tell that Margaret was angry by the way she was jabbing her wand about making tea. She didn't let it bother her though, instead turning and greeting her Great Nephews and Niece. Her elder nephews returned her greeting as if she herself had taught them, whilst her youngest Nephew and Niece just muttered "Hi" at her before turning back to their conversation with each other as if she wasn't even there.
Once Margaret had returned to the table with tea for everyone, she once again began to question her presence in her home. "So, what can we do for you Aunt Muriel? It's not often that you visit us."
"Hmmm, maybe that has been an oversight on my part." Muriel responded. "Perhaps if I had taken more of an interest in your family in the past, we wouldn't have the issues we do now Margaret. I am here at your husband's request to help fix the behaviour of your youngest child."
Realising that she was being spoken about Ginevra had paused her conversation with Ronald and appeared to be listening now.
"Although, from the behaviour exhibited since I have been here it is plain to see that Ronald needs the lessons as well, and you could do with a refresher on proper etiquette yourself." Muriel intoned, completely unimpressed with her niece and her youngest two children.
Margaret started to protest, her youngest two children adding their opinion to the cacophony of noise until Arthur finally found his voice. "Molly, Ron, Ginny, enough. Stop this at once."
They all turned to look at him, Muriel noticing they seemed shocked that he had stood up to them and realised that the man was the Head of the family in name only with those three, they didn't care about his status otherwise. Perhaps it was time for more than just Charles to take up his Lordship.
"It has already been decided Molly. Your Aunt has agreed to teach Ginny what you obviously haven't taught her. Lord Potter-Black left the situation to me to fix and that is what I intend to do. I do not have the knowledge to teach her though and you have been remiss in your duties so I decided that I would find someone who could do the job." Arthur spoke up, probably the most he had ever said against his wife in the whole time they had been together. "If Muriel feels that Ron should be included as well and is willing to teach him then I agree to that as well."
"I believe that would be beneficial. He needs to learn before he manages to start a feud with his ignorance." Muriel responded.
Ronald immediately began protesting as if that would help his case, then began to complain that his brothers weren't being forced to learn.
Muriel took that opportunity to enlighten him, "Your elder brothers all know this already, they have taught themselves, or with the help of friends. It is obvious by their mannerisms and how the interact with people that they know the customs of the world. In fact, I do believe it is time for your eldest brothers to step up and do their duty, William I can't insist it happens, but I believe it would be better for the family if your father allowed you to become Lord of the family instead of the Heir. Charles I must insist however that you take up the vacant Lordship of our family."
They conversed for a while longer all protests on the matters of discussion being squashed quite forcefully by either Muriel or to her surprise Arthur. When she left the Burrow that evening it was with a sulky Ronald and Ginevra in toe, neither happy about being remanded into her custody for the foreseeable future. They would be living with her until she felt that they were able to become proper members of Society even if they were only on the outskirts of it. Muriel knew that it would no doubt be a long undertaking and she pined already for her solitude, but for the good of her family she would persevere.