This is the twenty-sixth one-shot of a series of one-shots where I will write one Harry Potter weight gain one-shot for every day of the month of October.

The prompt list itself is right here, credit to fffandever on Furaffinity: https/view/58049281/

So here is the twenty-sixth day's one shot, with the prompt, "Encumbered".

I'm sorry for the delays, I had real life stuff to handle first. I plan to upload all of the remaining stories in one go.

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Mother Knows Best

July 12th, 1995

8:45 PM

Number 12 Grimmauld Place

Molly Weasley was quite the mother hen, it was no secret she tended to spoil her children but it was the price of showing how much she loved them. She had lost many members of her family during the war and doted on her copious children with what little she and her husband had to make up for what she lost. Each of her seven beautiful children had qualities worth sharing to the world: Bill was hard-working like his father, Charlie was passionate about his love for dragons, Percy was diligent though admittedly misguided politically, Fred and George were creative enough to never not surprise her, but her concern was with her two youngest Ron and Ginny. The two bravest of her children and their friends Harry and Hermione had gotten themselves involved with a resurgence of the same war that killed her parents and brothers. Both had her youthful stubbornness and were unwilling to give up a fight which was a horrible thing at the moment.

Hermione's cat Crookshanks had just brought over one of the twins' extending ear products. The six of them were clearly intending to spy on their order meeting so she brought it with her, disconnected of course. The children did not need to know the harsh realities of war, they were far too young. She sat next to her husband and ignored Sirius' ranting about Severus as if they were still sixth years and how Harry needs to know, the boy wasn't a second James.

"What is that you got there Molly?" Dumbledore asked curiously, hoping to derail the topic of Harry's involvement in the encroaching war.

"This is one of the twins' inventions, a listening device I found crookshanks playing with as it dangled above the corridor. I believe they were intending to listen in on tonight's meeting." Molly said as she held the ear in her arms.

"Tch. Bloody children. Can't ever not butt into others business can they." Snape muttered under his breath.

"Well boys will be boys." Sirius said as if his godson's life wasn't on the line.

"Well I mean can you blame them?" Molly asked.

"How do you mean?" Dumbledore asked.

"I mean look at this place. There's nothing for them to do and it is dreary as the seven circles of hell. Boggarts and doxies everywhere, it's probably safer for them outside the house than in it with how nosey they're getting." Molly said as she placed the ear down.

"Harry's boggart IS dementor…" Remus conceded as the order got into a discussion about the dangers of a dementor in this shabby old house.

"Hmm… yes this is rather concerning… What would you advise Molly?" Dumbledore asked, stunned at how he overlooked the home's pest problem.

"Well, how about I take the children back to the burrow? I'm sure I can take their minds off of the war for a while by just letting them have fun." Molly explained.

Dumbledore looked conflicted, while he didn't want Harry away from safety and yet he also did not want him involved just yet…

"Very well Molly, do whatever you believe is necessary." Dumbledore said, giving her free reign to do what she pleased.

Molly smiled as she got up to make preparations. She went to her home and set various things up, including the brewing of a special potion she learned in advanced potions. One designed specifically to ensure that they would never walk into trouble again. She had BIG plans for her babies…

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July 18th, 1995

3:45 PM

The Burrow, Kitchen

One morning in particular, the four gryffindors were rounded up by Molly and practically shoved through the floo with their belongings. The adults had picked up on their sleuthing so have decided to have the four of them spend time at the Burrow for a while much to Harry's chagrin. As much as Sirius had begged them to stay, they were mushed out of the decrepit old home by Molly as Sirius was led away by Remus. They really needed to get him some form of mental help, over a decade of dementor exposure couldn't be good for anyone.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were then shoved through the floo into The Burrow by an overexcited Molly. After the four Gryffindors got their bearings from the fresh air to the sunlight outside, they smelt a delectable aroma wafting in from the kitchen. They walked over out of curiosity and saw an immaculate feast of roast turkey, mashed potatoes, mashed turnips, peas, glazed carrots, yeast rolls, treacle tart, mincemeat pies, and even a rather large three-layer cake topped with chocolate and vanilla icing.

"Mum? What is all of this?" Ginny asked, drooling a bit.

"Well I know you must be tired of the bland food that decrepit old House Elf can barely cook. So I took the initiative to whip up something special for you all, please dig in." Molly said as she ushered them all to the table.

The four sat down as Molly piled their plates to the brim with food, Hermione and Harry were a bit unnerved by the portions but after taking that first bite that concern flew out the window. The food was so astoundingly delicious that the four teens ate with the fervor of a pack of wild dogs tearing into a carcass. Little did they know, however, the food was laced with a special potion from the Prewitt family grimoire called the Huppipotomas potion. The potion enhances the calorie count of food and makes it taste irresistible. The family had a history of winning wizards and witches alike through their stomachs, just as they had a history of obesity that was long forgotten about since the family outright died due to non obesity related causes during the Wizarding Wars, but that's besides the point.

Ron and Harry's belts were tightened by the bloating of their stuffed bellies until they eventually snapped off along with their pants buttons, exposing the pale white orbs. Ginny and Hermione likewise had their blouses fire off buttons until their pale bellies ripped through the seams, destroying the hems of their skirts. Their shirts rode up until they could barely cover more than a muggle sports bra, and some were just gone entirely, like Hermione's shirt that was pulled off by Molly. The four continued to go at the feast, guzzling down bowls of mashed vegetables, tearing and biting at poultry, and indulging in desserts that Molly had prepared for about an hour until it was all gone.

Now the four were left in their underwear, with stomachs packed with food to the cartoonish proportions of a yoga ball and sweating. The only sounds in the room were the chairs creaking underneath them, the self cleaning dishes, and the four teens' labored breathing as Molly walked over. She rubbed Harry's belly making him let out a light burp as he groaned.

"Oooooghh…." Ginny whined as she rested against her creaking chair.

"Fuck me I'm stuffed…" Ron said as he groaned, this was too much even for him.

"Language Rona- ~brawwp!~ -ooogh…" Hermione said, being interrupted as she attempted to chastise him.

"Missus Weasley?…" Harry asked as he felt some gas building up in his packed tight stomach that was let out in a burp that blew some of Molly's hair back.

"Now isn't that a good lad? You ate all your lunch, now why don't you four go up to your rooms and rest up while I get started on supper." Molly said, smiling innocently.

The four struggled to get up out of the chairs, but once they did, they walked up the stairs as they lugged around their massive bellies like packages. Molly smiled as she wondered what they'd think of the last few steps they take before never having to worry about such things ever again…

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July 18th, 1995

7:45 PM

The Burrow, Ron's Bedroom

Harry soon stirred awake after a four hour nap after he ate the massive banquet Molly set out for them. He groaned and reached for his glasses only to find he couldn't really move his arms, his wand was also missing as it was in his busted pants pocket. He began to panic a little until his glasses floated onto his face, but what he saw afterwards did not help in subsiding his panic. He saw a vast sea of tan adipose stemming from himself, he was fattened up into a blob like Aunt Marge except with blubber. He squirmed and tried to move, he looked over and saw Ron snoring in a similar blob-shaped predicament that he was in.

"Ron!… Ron!…" Harry tried to get his attention, but his snoring friend didn't budge.

Harry frowned until he felt someone's hand rubbing into his belly.

"Oh sweetie, don't wake up Ronnie from his nap. That meal took a lot out of him." Molly said as she gave Harry a belly rub.

"Mrs. Weasley? What is going on here?!…" Harry asked, scared and disturbed, his fatty lips struggling to frown against his massive cheeks.

"Oh well the headmaster and I had a talk, and frankly we are concerned about your safety." Molly said in her best motherly tone.

"My safety?! From what!?" Harry yelled, flailing around a bit as his cellulose body rippled and caused the floor and bed to creak under the shifting weight.

"Why from "He Who Must Not Be Named" of course. The four of you are always getting into trouble that you're far too young to be getting into." Molly said as she held him still and started to apply lotion onto his belly.

"So you fattened us up like hogs?!" Harry demanded, astonished by what they did.

"Well yes. It is for your own safety, you're the last of the Potter line and I can't imagine your parents dying, and wanting you to go out the same way they did." Molly said as she rubbed his fatty hand to comfort him.

"My parents wouldn't want me living my life as a landwhale!" Harry said as he struggled to get up, the bed groaned as he tried this but eventually crumbled under his weight causing him to hit the fooor with a resounding thud.

"Ah-ah-ah, don't strain yourself Harry. Just relax and enjoy my cooking." Molly said as she waved her wand.

Harry was silenced by an assembly line of food being levitated in, roast chickens and casseroles all for him. Harry tried to fight it only for Molly to open his mouth and spoon feed him a few pieces. Succumbing to the flavor, Harry started to eat the food out of his own volition to Molly's joy. The smell of the food was enough to awaken Ron who like Harry, was thrown off about his spontaneous weight gain. Harry's weight pooled on his lower half, namely his ass and thighs which hung over the sides of the broken bed he fell asleep in. Ron's meanwhile mostly pooled on his gargantuan gut which was about as large as the bed he fell asleep on and then shattered. Both of them were massive at around half a ton and couldn't move, however, Ron was taking it much better than Harry had.

"Mum? Did you fatten us up?" Ron asked, confused as he looked at his new moobs.

"Yes Ronnie, to keep you safe from the war." Molly said as she rubbed his belly a bit.

"Will we ever be expected to move again and do anything other than eat food?" Ron asked as he moved his fat-laden arms around to feel himself out.

"Well not if I have anything to say about it." Molly said as she coddled her youngest son.

Suddenly she was cut off by an audible stomach growl.

"Can I have some food then? I'm fucking starving over here!" Ron said as he rubbed his stomach to the best of his ability.

Molly smiled happily and gave Ron what he asked for, another steady stream of self cooking food laced with a potion to enhance the taste. No mobility and eating mum's cooking all day was a price worth paying for no more school. As Ron indulged in a gluttonous fantasy, and Harry enjoying the taste of the food, the floor suddenly began to crack under the steadily rising ton of wizards in the room. Molly smiled and backed away as she let the two boys eat to their heart's content as the floor strained. Harry's ears picked up on the cracking noises as his eyes widened in panic, he tried to fight back but couldn't resist eating the food as it funneled in.

"Ron?" -nom- "we gotta" -gulp- "stop!…" Harry yelled between taking bites, growing more anxious with each bite.

"Ah fuck off" -nom- "I've been wanting" -nom- "to eat without" -gulp- "stopping myself" -urrp- "for years!" Ron said as he fully embraced his new immobile lifestyle like a whale to the ocean.

Soon enough the two wizards proved to be too much wizard for the room's aged wood flooring and broke through the ceiling. They fell through like rocks and landed on top of some mattresses conjured by Molly to cushion their fall. As the dust settled and they coughed, the two looked around taking in their new surroundings. They saw they were in the Burrow's living room and heard the sound of audible eating, looking over they saw the two girls under a hole that was in what was once Ginny's bedroom floor and under that were a pair of witches. The two must've been awake longer than they were, since while the boys were about one-thousand pounds each, the girls looked to weigh around a ton-and-a-half each as their adipose reached further than theirs.

Hermione's fat was in an hourglass shape, in the sense that she had breasts the size of small cars resting on the floor as she sat on her ass that was bloated to the size of a muggle SUV with a laughably small belly in the middle that barely grazed the floor. Like her brother, Ginny's figure was mostly settled in her belly which stretched out to the size of a Hogwarts carriage, she gave a half attempted wave at Ron and Harry as she ate.

"Oh the boys are awake." Ginny said as she nonchalantly swallowed a whole turkey much to Harry's shock.

"Harry?!" -ulp!- "We gotta" -nom- "get out of here!" Hermione said as she was being force fed.

"Oi Mione, I don't think there's a way you and your rocking baps can get outta here." Ron said as he looked at some of the food floating into the girls mouths in envy.

"We have to" -nom- get out of here Ron-" -burp!- "-I'm sorry" -nom- "did you just say rocking" -ulp- "baps?" Hermione asked, genuinely caught off guard to the point food was able to slip past her lips without her noticing.

"Oh fuck yeah! They're like the size of mountains! If I could, I'd shove my face in them!" Ron said, drooling at Hermione's mammoth mammaries as they rested on her flabby hips.

"Well…" -nom- "maybe we should" -nom- "discuss this over dinner?..." -urp!- Hermione said as she stopped resisting and started to eat willingly.

Ron and Harry began to get lines of floating food too, Ron greedily dug in and Harry's inhibitions started to slip. Ginny rolled her eyes at her brother as she looked at Harry.

"Look at those" -nom!- "two horn dogs Harry." -gulp!- I mean seriously" -nom!- "Acting like that out in the open?" Ginny asked Harry, expecting him to chide the two with her.

However she was ignored by Harry who grunted and moaned at the food filling up his belly. Ginny looked at Harry and relaxed a little bit seeing a look that reminded her of post coital bliss as an entire casserole was shoved past his chubby cheeks. She resumed eating too, unaware of Molly looking on at them with a smile in her eye.

They wouldn't dare think of fighting in a war when they're too encumbered by their fat bodies to do so…