Better Potter

Awaken

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As the goblin waited for any news about his young client over the next few days he oversaw every detail that was discovered and made arrangements to have Oliver's grandma buried. Sadly, the culprits haven't been found. However, the one bit of good news he received was that Oliver was stable ...

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Molly Weasley frowned as she watched her four red haired sons get ready for school, "I know." She muttered to herself as she went to the floo.

The youngest of the red haired boys, Ron, looked at her as he tried to close his trunk, "What are-" Suddenly his trunk zipper sprouted lips spat out his clothes. "Mom! Fred and George charmed-"

"Not right now! I'm calling Bill!" Molly yelled over her shoulder never seeing the ember face of Bill appear in the floo nor did she see Bill's fiery face flinch in pain as his mother's loud voice hurt his ears. "Don't you dare, Percy!"

The oldest of the four boys looked innocently at his mother as he had his wand pointed at Ron's trunk, which was sticking its tongue out at Ron, "What? I was going to reverse it ... honest." Percy insisted.

"Ginny! Come keep an eye on your brothers!" Molly screamed, yet again, making Bill's fireplace face visibly flinch.

A young red haired girl raced in from outside where she was playing and smiled cheekily, "Are you guys causing trouble?"

Percy gasped as if offended, "Me? Never!"

Bill's fireplace face rolled its eyes, "Just because you managed to trick your professors into making you a prefect doesn't mean you three aren't the biggest pranksters out there."

"Oh Bill, you say the sweetest things!" Percy cooed as Fred and George swooned teasingly.

Molly sighed and looked at the crackling ember face of her oldest son, "Bill, why don't you come help me see these hooligans and Ron off to school? It'd be nice to catch up and I'll need an extra pair of eyes just in case."

"Of course I'll join, but what's the problem? There's only one extra kid this year and it's Ron so why worry?" Bill muttered with a slight teasing tone.

Ron glared as he shoved his things back into his trunk, "Hey!"

Bill chuckled, "Calm down, Ronny. We mean it with love. Clearly we all have more to worry about when Ginny joins those three and starts wreaking mayhem next year, not you." Bill said pointedly and his fireplace face disappeared. Molly immediately backed away and Bill appeared in a flash of green flames.

Ginny pouted, "Who? Me?" She said sweetly and giggled when Percy, Fred, and George started chanting the words 'one of us' as they bowed.

The mother of the herd of redheads sighed, "Oh dear Merlin." It was then a clock clanged and Molly looked up at the clock. "Time to go! All of you get your stuff to the floo! Don't forget Scabbers!" She yelled and Bill grabbed the rat nibbling on breakfast scraps and popped him in Ron's large robe pocket.

It was a chaotic mad dash, but the red haired group made it to the correct platform before the train arrived. As they waited they saw another young boy come through the magic brick wall with his trolley and owl. No one thought anything of the dark haired, green eyed boy as he pulled his trolley up to them and waited with them.

It was just by chance, but Bill noticed that there was a copy of the Daily Prophet resting on the kid's trunk. The fact an 11 year old was going around with a newspaper wasn't what disturbed him. Even the fact that it was an old issue wasn't exactly what bothered him. What did bother Bill was the way the paper was folded so it perfectly revealed one particular article.