The Contract

Chapter 80

"What right do you have to arrest me?" Molly spluttered as she was escorted to her cell in the Ministry of magic.

"I have the right; I am the head of the Department of law enforcement. You are wanted for questioning, as I've stated four times already." Amelia Bones declared.

"Then question me! You have no right to put me in here!" Molly squeaked as she was forcefully shoved into the cell. A ward immediately simmering around the doorway, preventing her from getting back out even with the door open.

"We'll question you in the morning, try and get some sleep," Madam Bones told the witch, staring at her. Wondering what on earth had happened. Molly No-Last-name appeared on the front of the cell door. She'd been disowned by her own son, and William Weasley was by no means a spiteful wizard. He was loyal, hard working and talented, something serious must have happened for him to consider doing this.

"I want a lawyer!" Molly said, facing Bones with a look of fear in her eyes, she knew the game was up but wasn't ready to admit it.

"They'll be here by morning when you're questioned," Bones informed her. She certainly wasn't acting very bright at all.

"You'll pay for this!" Molly snapped, praying someone would get in touch with Albus, who could get someone to let her out before tomorrow morning. Didn't they understand everything they were doing was for the greater good?

Harry Potter was something twisted and evil since that night. Albus hadn't told her what exactly, but he would never lie about something like that. All their plans had fallen apart with talk of a betrothed! Potter was supposed to marry her daughter, so that she would gain his money when he died for the greater good. So that his daughter could have the life she deserved.

It had all gone to hell, and continued to do so, Lockhart had screwed up, just as she predicted he would. Her arrest had come as a genuine surprise, she didn't know how they had found out she was behind it. Only Albus had known, she'd been told to wait for the owl to give her the secret, and to collect her daughter and move there.

Molly jumped when the door slammed shut, "I want to talk to my son!" she hollered.

"You have no children, they disowned you," Bones pointed out, which was true, she wasn't their mother, and was no longer on the Prewitt or Weasley family tree. Anyone that didn't personally know Molly was their mother would never realize.

As she walked away, all she heard was a frustrated scream, before she and the Aurors left the cells.

"I'll talk to Tonks first thing in the morning, then Molly," Bones declared, "Have them had their breakfast by six o'clock and their lawyers present. I want answers, and I want them soon." Wondering what Molly could possibly want with her sons...any of them. It's not as if it was a matter of paying bail, which she doubted they'd do. She was on her own, quite literally actually.

"Yes, ma'am," came the calm replies.

"And make sure nobody gets down here, I do not want them mysteriously vanishing from under the Ministry, is that understood?" Bones added seriously.

"Yes, ma'am,"

It was clear Dumbledore still had significant sway over people, and until they found the leak and made sure Dumbledore was unable to send out any owls - something that should be impossible in Azkaban whether it was right or not - it shouldn't be done. Dumbledore was clearly still a threat to the wizarding world...and more importantly Heir Potter.

Speaking of Potter, she'd need to find out how he was doing, she'd Floo call St. Mungo's before she left for the evening.

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