After unable to conceive an Heir naturally due to a Curse cast upon him, James and Lily get help from an old friend Niklaus Mikaelson who gives them their most precious gift the trio could ever hope to receive: a daughter. However, an Old Coot had t...
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Chapter Five, Grandma Minnie
~ Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, Ministry of Magic, London ~
As the day wore on within the Ministry with most getting ready to head home to their families or getting ready to start the night shift, Arthur Weasley sat at his desk head in hands reeling from the letter he'd received from his friend, Sirius Black. He had been amongst the minority who had never believed Sirius had committed those heinous crimes, Arthur had even tried to get others to look at the facts; but it had all been for nought. He was just glad Sirius's innocence had been proven and he was back with his daughter. He couldn't even begin to imagine how Sirius had felt being separated for four years away from his daughter, only to find she'd been hurt beyond belief.
Arthur knew that if he was ever in that position separated from his children for that length or any length of time guilt would surely eat away at him. He and Sirius were very much alike in that way; their children always came first no matter what. Which was why he hadn't gotten angry over the letter but had sat (for hours) thinking it over and trying to think back on the start of his relationship with Molly, but it was all hazy. A deeply concerning sign; Arthur knew that.
That and he'd heard Molly raving to herself over the death of Dumbledore, even though it was rightly so, given all he'd done, and how she'd need to continue their plan as Lilijana needed a mother and not be raised or surrounded by freaks and murderers. The very people who had gotten Dumbledore killed. The reverence in which she had spoken about the disgraced ex-headmaster and the conviction in which she'd mentioned their plan, whatever it was, couldn't be good, and had disturbed Arthur. If those two used any of his children to get at Lilijana, Molly would rue the day she was born. He would disown her from the House of Weasley and he knew her aunt Muriel would also disown her from the House of Prewett. Muriel may be many things but she loathed liars and thieves.
His mind made up, Arthur sent a copy of that memory and a letter of what it contained to Madam Bones as well as a letter to Sirius agreeing to take the test at Gringotts, as well as informing him of the letter and memory he'd sent to Madam Bones. Packing up his desk Arthur left a note to his colleague Perkins and sent Sirius's letter back with the house-elf it had been delivered by. Taking a deep breath to steal his nerves, Arthur left his office heading for the lifts down to the Atrium. The thought, 'his children deserved better', ran through his brain giving him courage and fought off the mind-fog. They deserved a father who was fully competent and not one whose mind was addled by potions.
