Of Wings And Warriors | Harry x Hermione x Draco

Chapter 26 | Split Pathways

Previously on Of Wings and Warriors -
Molly bit her lip as the tears rolled down her face. This is not what she had wanted to hear. This was not how things were supposed to go and this is not the life she imagined for her children. Malfoy might not have used the Imperius on them but he had definitely manipulated them into selfish snakes.

Arthur stepped in, trying to calm things down. "Let's not get carried away. We need to understand each other."

"Everything you've done?" Charlie echoed, his voice rising. "Like berating us for not having Ministry jobs? Like not supporting us in our careers? Like criticizing Damon just because he's a creature? Like not fucking knowing anything about your children."

"Did you even know that Fred is allergic to blueberries? Or that my favourite colour is blue" piped up Bill, fed up with his mother now.

"Fred's not allergic to blueberries. I would know if my baby was allergic. It is his favourite."

"Why because George likes blueberries? They aren't the same person. They both have different dreams and ideas. They like different things and hate separate stuff. Just because they are twins and do things together does not mean that they are the same. I imagine you all gift them identical presents on holidays."

"Did you know that George hates onions?" Fred said.

"He is always picking them out of meals at home. At first, I just thought it was the one dish but it is any dish that has onions. Did you know that Fred loves anything with pumpkin? His face lights up like a Christmas tree every time anything pumpkin is on the table. Did you know that George's eyes are slightly darker than Fred's? Or that Fred has an extra freckle on his nose that George doesn't? Don't you think there was a reason that Bill and I chose to stay so far away from home and visit as rarely as possible?" said Charlie.

Molly was horrified to realize that she didn't know any of the things that Charlie had mentioned. What else had she been overlooking? How could she have not known her baby was allergic to blueberries? Had George always disliked onions? She felt like she had failed at being a mother. Was it because she just had a lot of children that she tended to not notice the little things? Or was this something bigger?

When the twins sat back in their chairs an awkward silence filled the air. "How come you didn't tell me you were allergic?" Molly wailed as she wiped her eyes. Fred and George scoffed. She made it seem like this was somehow his fault.

"I did!" Fred cried out angrily. "On quite a few occasions. Remember the summer Neville stayed over with us? You had us all out picking blueberries? I tried telling you again that I couldn't do that but you said that I was just being lazy and that I needed to pitch in wherever I could. My hands tripled in size! I had to have Percy brew me an anti-allergy potion! And you know what the worst fucking part is, that both of us are 16 and you still can't tell us apart! Yet you claim to be our mother. Even Snape can fucking differentiate between us!"

Molly flinched at the memory. She had said that. She had just assumed that he was trying to get out of it. The twins always tried to get out of their chores so she thought this was just another instance where he was trying to trick her. And they were twins, they looked so similar, how could they expect someone to be able to tell them apart?

"I have been an awful mother." Molly moaned in despair as she ignored the potion conversation. Fred and George pointedly looked elsewhere. Neither one was about to lie to make her feel better.