When the sun rose high in the sky, the sunlight streaming through the window fell on where Molly Weasley sat hunched over a cup of cold tea. She had been awake all night in the worn armchair near the fireplace, waiting for word that they could head to the hospital.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had fallen asleep hours ago on the couch huddled together. Their limbs intertwined as they held each other for comfort. Hunn, Fred, and George were gathered around Molly. Hunn was sitting against Molly's leg, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, her eyes staring into space as she thought of her Arthur Weasley. Thoughts of the kindhearted man filled her mind.

Molly ran her fingers through Hunn's hair and sipped her cold tea as her hands shook.

Fred sat next to the fire, looking into the flames, not a thought behind his eyes as he attempted to keep it all at bay.

George rested on Hunn's legs, a blanket thrown over his body, his feet sticking out the bottom.

The entire house was silent. Sirius checked in on them often, bringing tea and blankets while managing the fire. He understood that there wasn't much he could do for them, but he still tried.

In the silence, a gray owl flew to the window and started pecking at it softly for attention. Molly scrambled and moved around George to get to the window. Her hands were shaking as she tore the letter open, "Come right away," She mumbled, throwing the letter aside and moving to get ready.

She flew to the fireplace and put it out, "Come, let's go!" she yelled at them.

Fred ripped the blanket off the younger ones; they were all on our feet and in line for the floo.

"I'll have the house ready for when Arthur comes home," Sirius told us as they filed out.

Fred and Ron went through first, followed by the rest of the family and Hermione. Molly rushed through before George and Hunn. She needed to be their first, and George clutched her hand in reluctance to move quickly. His hold on her tightened as they stepped into the hearth. Hunn spoke for them, and the green flames licked at their legs, transporting them.

The world spun as they stumbled together out of the fire. An eerie calm haunted the hospital. There was no one in the hall or at the desk. It was empty. It was unsettling and unwelcome. They wandered down the hallway and found Ronald's red hair sitting in a chair at the end of the hall. Hermione was huddled with Harry and Fred, but Molly was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's mum?" George whispered, fear filling his chest.

"In with Dad," Fred nodded to the room across his seat. Hunn wrapped her arms around him and sat on his lap as he hid his face in her neck.

The Golden Trio sat with Ginny as the twins and Hunn huddled together. Dread was heavy in their hearts, and fear hung as they struggled to breathe.

"It's alright, Fred. He's okay," Hunn whispered, stroking his hair as Fred wrapped his arms around them both.

Molly walked out of the room with tears streaming down her face, "He's okay," She choked out, "He's going to be okay," relieved. They all leaped to their feet and stormed into his room. The redheads rushed to their father as Harry, Hermione, and Hunn stood behind as they worried over him.

Eventually, he silenced them, "You're all worrying too much. I'm fine, well thanks to Harry, that is," Harry walked over, and Arthur gave him a tight squeeze.

"Where's my daughter?" Arthur asked, letting Harry go.

They all looked at Ginny, and he laughed, coughing just a little, "No, my other daughter. Where's Hunn?" he asked, smiling.

"Daughter?" She asked, going to him, and he pulled her into a tight squeeze just as he did all his children.

"Yes, my daughter. You're family, just like Harry and Hermione," He said, squeezing her again.

Tears filled her eyes, and Hunn gripped him by his gown and held him tightly, "Oh God. I'm so happy you're okay," heavy emotions were taking over, but Arthur just patted her back and held her close.

"I know, darling. I know, but I'm alright now," he whispered so only she could hear him, "I can't be going just yet, not when I haven't seen you marry my boys yet."

Hunn pulled back, and he winked, making her laugh. They spent hours with him and reassured themselves that he was really going to be okay.

When he started to look run down and tired, Molly stepped up, "Come on now, you lot. The healer needs to check him over so he can come home," she said, "You all head home now. Dad, I will be back before you know it."

She pushed them all out of the room, and they dispersed into the green fire and back to Sirius's home again. Sirius was waiting near the fire with a book in hand when they popped through it and stumbled into the dining area. His head snapped up, "That was quick. What's happened?" he asked, setting his book down.

Harry collapsed into a seat next to his Godfather, and everyone else found a chair. "He's okay," Hermione said at last, leaning into Ron, who started to doze off.

Sirius let out a breath and visibly relaxed, "Thank God. Don't know what The Order would do without him."

Fred glared, and Hunn rubbed his back to calm him down. She pulled him to his feet, and they walked upstairs to their room. George gathered some snacks and soon followed them up as the trio, and Ginny wandered off, with Sirius talking about Hogwarts and the terror Umbridge unleashed on all the students.

Hunn shut the door and curled between them. Fred ran his fingers through her hair, and Hunn purred. She felt so relaxed.

"I'm so happy he's okay," she spoke quietly, breaking the silence floating through the room, "We can't afford to lose any more family."

Fred pulled her close to his chest, and George curled around her waist from behind and wouldn't let go.

"I don't know what I would do if something happened to you," Fred whispered into her hair.

"You'll never have to find out," she whispered to them both, "But you both have to promise me the same thing. I couldn't bear to lose you. Either of you."

She looked up into Fred's eyes, "I love you, Hunn, so much," He said, leaning down and kissing her so she felt all his love and tenderness in that one touch of their lips. Tears welled in her eyes again as George pulled her face to his and kissed her until she was weak in the knees.

"We promise to keep you safe," They said together.

George moved her to his lap and cupped her bum in his hands, "We promise never to let you go."

Hunn shivered as his hands squeezed her arse under her skirt. Fred slid around behind her and slipped her jumper off over her head. She was bear to them now, and it felt so right.

George latched his mouth onto her pert nipple, causing her to arch her back into his touch. Fred tugged her skirt off, and then she was indeed naked. He slid a finger between her wet folds, and her skin felt hot and tight under their touch.

"Fred," she gasped out as he brushed her clit with his thumb. They were unrelenting today as they tortured her. Eventually, Fred and George slipped their clothes off, and they were skin to skin against each other, slick with sweat as they moved.

Fred gave her no room to move. He manipulated her body with precision. Flipping her onto her back and pulling them apart so Goerge could kneel between them.

"Hunn," Fred spoke with his raspy voice.

"Yes," she spoke slowly, focused on Goerge and his teasing fingers as they entered her body.

"We love you. You know we love you, right?" he asked, kissing along her jaw.

Hunn turned to meet his eyes and smiled, "Yes, I know you love me. I love you too, more than anything," she said, catching his lips with her own as George pushed his cock into her tight pussy as he held her legs open.

All the air left her lungs as he moved, hitting the most sensitive parts of her. She cried out and grabbed onto his arms, digging her nails in trying to hold on, and he pushed his hips against hers to give her the friction she desperately needed. George and Fred worked together to lift her as Fred moved behind her. He dribbled a bit of warm liquid on her arse and gently pushed his way into her other entrance in one swift movement.

She couldn't move as they took over and tortured her body with their own. She could only take what they were willing to give her.

"What a good girl," Fred whispered as he used her hair to pull her head back to rest on his shoulder.

"She takes us so well, Freddy," George agreed.

Hunn's begging eyes looked at George, and his fingers found her clit before gently tugging and teasing. Fred thrust harder into her, and she screamed and begged.

"That's right, love. Beg for us," George demanded, thrusting up as he sucked her nipple into his mouth before biting lightly, "I want you screaming for it."

Hunn whimpered at his words. She had never heard him speak this way, but she liked it. She wanted them to be demanding and controlling.

Fred brought a hand down hard on her ass. The sting made her gasp and flinch away as her pussy clenched around George as he moved inside her.

"I think she liked that. She's squeezing me so tight," he moaned.

Fred kissed her neck, "Did you like it, baby girl?"

Embarrassed, she only nodded as she hid her face in George's neck.

Fred laughed lightly, and his hand came down on the other side. The sting, this time, went straight to her clit, causing her to scream as George rubbed firmly over it.

"Oh, God. Oh, God," she chanted, "Please. Please, more," she begged them. Her words came out in gasps and pants as they did as she asked, moving faster and harder as they manipulated her body in the most wicked way.

George rubbed her clit, and Fred wrapped a hand around her throat to hold her against his chest. She was so close to coming when Fred's free hand came around to her belly and pressed her back against him. Her orgasm came rushing over her entire body as they clutched her to them. She could feel their pleasure coursing through her body, and it enhanced her own. She held them to her sobbing, overstimulated and pleased.

"Don't ever leave me," she whispered.

"Nothing could take us from you," George whispered, pulling out of her as they adjusted themselves in bed with Hunn between them.

"Hunn, we'll always be with you," Fred said, kissing her neck.

George pulled a blanket over them, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

They slept through the night without anyone coming to check on them. Fred woke first tangled in the blankets behind Hunn as she snored loudly.

He stifled his laugh, not wanting to wake her. Even snoring, he thought she was beautiful.

Never in a million years had he thought he would be so in love with anyone. His eyes roamed over her relaxed face as the sun shone from a crack in the blinds. Her hair almost seemed to glow, and her skin was porcelain in the light.

Fred felt his heartache. He searched inside himself and knew at that moment he wanted to marry her one day and give her the life she deserved. His eyes flicked over to George, watching Hunn as she slept, and Fred knew that his brother felt the same.

George's eyes connected with Fred's and shared a moment of silent communication.

"I want to marry her," Fred thought, a smile on his lips.

George nodded and spoke without moving his lips, "I do too."

Hunn shifted between them before stretching and yawning. She sat up and looked between them before frowning, "Oh gross," she groaned, wiggling out from between, "I feel all sticky," she told them before running into the little bathroom connected to their room.

Fred laughed and fell back onto the pillows, "You might as well leave it. We're just going to put it back later!" he called after her.

"In your dreams!" she said, laughing as she flicked on the shower and got in.

By the time she was getting out, they came storming in to get themselves ready. She dressed and made her way down to the kitchen.

"Hello, Molly," Hunn greeted, smiling.

"Oh, hello, dear. Have a seat. I'm serving breakfast before heading back to the hospital for Arthur," She turned and smiled, "He's coming home today. Just in time for Christmas tomorrow," she was beaming as she set plates for everyone.

"Molly, go on and bring him home. I'll make sure everyone gets fed here."

Molly smiled with tears in her eyes and pulled Hunn into a hug.

"You're such a dear."

Hunn smiled at Molly and walked her to the fireplace, "Go bring him home where he needs to be," She gave her another squeeze, and in an instant, she was gone.

Hunn plated the food as everyone came down to eat. They all spent the day together, waiting for Arthur to step through the fire with Molly at his side. It was almost sunset when the fire lit, and they walked through together, but they all raced to see them passing Arthur around in a hug.

"Good to be back," He said, leaning against George and Fred.

"Good to have you back, "Sirius said, smiling from ear to ear.

Molly pushed them all to the stairs, "Off to bed now, you lot. Fred, George, be a dear and take your father to bed. He needs his rest."

Hunn trotted the stairs before the twins and went to their room to wait. She got into bed and closed her eyes while she waited for them, but sleep took over as they walked into the room and climbed into bed. They wrapped their arms around her as she dreamed of their future together.

It wasn't the sun that woke them the following day. An excited Ron and Harry came bursting through the door without warning.

Harry and Ron jumped onto the bed, bouncing and yelling for them to wake up.

"Come on," Ron yelled, "Everyone else is already awake. Mum won't let us open our gifts until everyone is awake."

Hunn groaned and rolled over, pulling the blanket over her head. Fred glared at his brother before tossing him to the ground and cuddling in bed again, but George lit up like a kid.

His eyes flew open, and he pulled the covers off them, "Come on! Fred, Hunn, it's Christmas!"

Fred and Hunn turned to each other and groaned before rolling out of bed. They pushed Harry and Ron out of the room and dressed before shuffling down the stairs to the dining room, where everyone was waiting.

"Ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas." Arthur sang out.

"Here we go, Daddy's back," Molly said, smiling brightly. She bustled the room, passing out boxes, "Sit down, everybody, sit down. That's it. Now, presents." She cheered out.

"And a nice big box for Ron," Arthur said, smiling at his family. He was wrapped in bandages and looked tired, but still smiled at us.

"Big box for you, Hermine. And..." She looked at the twins and eventually gave up handing them the boxes, which they promptly gave each other, fixing her mistake.

"Here, Hunn. Come on, open it up," She said, smiling as she took her place next to Arthur at the head of the table.

Hunn handed Fred and George their gifts, "I want to see your faces," she told them as they wrapped Molly's scarves around their necks. They opened their boxes and froze.

George looked up at her and hugged her, "You're an amazing woman," He whispered, squeezing her tightly. She had given him a leather band to wear on his wrist. Sewn into it were all three of their names.

Fred looked at her and smiled. He pulled out his gift and slipped it onto his finger. On the inside were their names in a gentle cursive script, "How did you know?" he asked.

"That you don't like bracelets?" Hunn asked.

He nodded, "I knew because last year in class, you got a string wrapped around your wrist, and you stopped at nothing to get it off of you. And George, I knew you would appreciate the leather because most metals turn you green, and we both know green is not something your house should wear," she explained to them, grinning.

"You're amazing," They said as she laughed at their shaken expressions.

"Yes. I know," she said, tearing into Molly's gift. She had knitted a pair of royal blue mittens and loved them.

"Try it on," Molly said, smiling.

Hunn slipped them on and turned to give her a big smile, "Thanks, Mum. It's perfect."

Molly smiled and wiped away a few tears.

Ron looked disgruntled as he held up his vest.

"Try it on, Ron," Harry laughed.

Molly laughed, "Just what he wanted."

"Yeah. Right. Thanks, Mum," He said, pulling it on slowly. Everyone laughed, and he turned a deep red.

"Come on, then, everybody. A Christmas toast. To Mr. Harry Potter..." Arthur said, raising his mug high in the air, "...without whom I would not be here."

Everyone raised their glasses and cheered, "To Harry!"

Sirius laughed, and cheered with them, gulping his wine, "That is delicious. I shall be needing some more of that."

They laughed with him, and everyone ate together. They were a family today. Against all odds, they had not been broken any further.

Molly took Arthur to their room, where they stayed for the rest of the day so he could rest. The others spent their time with Sirius reading and playing games. Their laughter could be heard throughout the house, and before Hunn could join them, Fred and George pulled her into the library.

"What's going on, you two?" she asked as they knelt before her. Her heart raced a thousand miles an hour, and she couldn't breathe. It felt as if her heart had lept into her throat, and it refused to leave.

"We've been doing a lot of thinking lately," George began, sounding nervous.

"You've been an amazing girlfriend and an even better business partner," Fred added, taking her hand in his own.

"You deserve the world, and even though we're still young, we want to give it to you."

Hunn held her breath as they reached behind them and brought back a small black box.

"What are you doing?" She asked, pressing her free hand to her rapidly beating heart as it threatened to jump out of her chest.

"We want you to know how we feel about you."

"Want you to know how much we love you."

They opened the box, and inside, nestled in the blue satin, was a dainty silver necklace shaped like an open book. Engraved on the silver pages was a delicate script, 'Our love will last forever...'.

Tears blossomed in her eyes, and Fred stood and reached around her neck to lock it in place. The book nestled in her breast against her heart, and she cried. They wrapped her in their arms, and she couldn't let them go.

"Thank you," she gasped out, "It's perfect."

They pulled Hunn onto their laps and just held her.

"I love you," George said.

"I love you too," Fred added, kissing her temple.

Hunn looked into their eyes and placed her hands over their hearts, "I love you both more than words could ever explain."

She kissed them both, and they snuggled into each other's arms, enjoying the silence that surrounded them for the moment.

Ron and Harry burst in a moment later with a small firework tossed between them. Fred caught it as it flew toward them, and then the twins were off playing with Ron and Harry as Molly yelled at them to be careful with that thing.

Hunn just hoped it was always this peaceful.