Mad Woman - Rewrite

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Part 1. Chapter 1.

Includes :
I Accidentally Vaporise my Pre-Algebra Teacher
Three Old Ladies Knit The Socks of Death

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Dumbledore had decided to make the experience of listening to these books more comfortable. With the wave of his hand, the Great Hall's long tables were gone. Instead, the floor was a mattress and there were blankets and pillows and cushions everywhere. In the back, there were armchairs and sofas for the teachers and members of the Order.

After greeting all 10 demigods properly, Remus had given his niece a kiss on her temple before leaving her with her friends. He knew she would want to sit with them. It was understandable, given how much the group had been through together. They had been through a lot together.

Remus never condemned his twin sister for when and how she got pregnant with Rowan. He had loved Romy with his whole heart. She was his twin sister after all. She was his other half, a part of his soul who he missed every single day. He stood by her during everything, the aftermath of her affair with a god, the entire pregnancy and the eight years after that before she passed away. But Remus knew from the second his sister confessed to him that she was having a god's baby, that child's life wasn't going to be easy. He had never wanted to be more wrong about something. But unfortunately, like most times, Remus Lupin had been correct.

Maia Rowan Lupin had a hard life. And she was about to be force to relive some of the hardest parts all over again. Remus was also about 90% sure some of the things he would hear were things his niece hadn't felt comfortable sharing with him. He couldn't fault her for it. She had been through some pretty traumatic shit. It was normal to keep some things to yourself in those circumstances. But to make things even worse, they had an audience. A group of people he knew Rowan didn't particularly care for. Yeah, he was about to make sure she was as comfortable as she could be given the circumstances. And if that meant not having her glued to his side like when she was a child, he could live with it. His niece had grown up a lot from the eight year old whose mother withered away in front of her. She changed a lot. She didn't need Remus to protect her from all the monsters and nightmares anymore.

Other members of the Order had different ideas though. Molly Weasley wasn't unkind. She was just a little presumptuous and a bit of a control freak. She felt like as a mother of so many and having taken to caring for children that weren't even her own, everyone younger than 25 in the Order must view her as a motherly figure. Her four children who were still attending Hogwarts sat near her along with Hermione and Harry. But she pinched her eyebrows, seeing two missing heads. And upon looking around for her, Molly seemed rather displeased to find Rowan and Brenna sitting with the teenagers who had just fallen from the sky.

But what seemed to bother her more was that they both looked at ease in a way that they had never looked before. The only times where Molly had seen the young girls look relaxed was when it was just the two of them in a corner or when they were with either Fred and George or Remus. She thought for a time that maybe they were dating so that was why they seemed so much more comfortable on their own. Fred, George and Remus were probably the only people who knew and they didn't know how to tell the others hence the immediate tension. That was what Molly thought.

But apparently she was wrong. The two might have been dating but it clearly wasn't each other. Rowan had been particularly close to the blond boy with the scar on his lip (a particular physical trait which made Molly question the boy's behaviour and temperament). And Brenna had gone and kissed the pretty girl with brown eyes and tan skin before attacking the hispanic boy with a hug (which made Molly wonder if she was dating both of them).