Book 1:
On the night, 31st October 1981, Voldemort came to my house because a prophecy. He murdered my parents and attempted to kill my brother Harry but was unsuccessful and left him with the famous 'lightning bolt' scar. He was famous among witche...
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The next morning, I awoke early and wandered down to the kitchen to find Mrs Weasley about to start breakfast.
"Bill owled last night and should be hear at 9." She spoke I looked at the clock and saw it was 7.50. I acknowledged her as I began to think what was going to happen over the next few months. How can I be a mother I never truly had one? Aunt Petunia wasn't exactly the role model a girl looks to for motherly advice. How can I raise a child?
"I can't do this. I don't know what I'm doing." I whispered.
Mrs Weasley must have heard as she stopped making the pancake mix and walked over to me. "Yes you can Ari. You may not have known your parents but that does not mean you don't know what you're doing. Every new mother feels like this. I did. I was so scared before Bill came along. I didn't know a thing. But that is when you turn to family and friends for help. You are not alone Ari. You have me and the twins here to help and Arthur. Bill and Fleur I am sure will be there to support you as well as Harry, Ron and Hermione." I was about to interrupt when she raised her hand. "Your brother might not be here at this moment in time but when he comes back he will be there and until then you have all of us. We are your family. Not by blood but what does that matter. I know I love you as a daughter so I am here whenever you need to talk or need some advice about anything, no matter when it is. I have had seven children so I do consider myself an expert at pregnancies. I can help you through it. We can go step by step. And I will tell you all I know but mostly being a mother is listening to your gut and you learn the most by doing it."
"But I always thought that when I began my own family I would be older and not in the midst of a war. Especially without Draco by side. Mrs Weasley he is supposed to be beside me, go through it all with me. He should be the one holding back my hair through morning sickness. Be there at the birth of his child. Know he is going to be a dad in the first place but he can't because of this stupid war over pointless stupid things that his parents believe. That prevents us from being together in public for fear they would find out. Which meant we never went on a date to Hogsmeade. Restricted to meeting after curfew or limited to quick glances across the room. Because of this stupid blood purity nonsense that makes absolutely no sense to anyone other than its your genes. That purebloods' believe that because my mother was a muggleborn that ensues I am not worthy enough and so was she. I hate it! I hate this war! What it is about! I hate that man! That caused all this hurt and suffering that made our community divide and turn on one another. I need Draco by my side. And I can't because he is the son of a death eater forced into following his father's footsteps and take the mark so he could protect his mother and himself as that snake invaded his home and left him no choice." Tears feel down my face I continued to talk through all my unsaid feelings. "I can't tell Draco he will be a father and be the family we ought to be. I love him so much that not being with him or knowing I might never see him again is killing me. I don't know how to move forward not knowing if he is alive or..."
Mrs Weasley listened through it all and let me get all the unsaid emotions and thoughts out. I never had the chance. We never told anyone about our relationship so before I had no one to talk about any of it with. So I ended up putting a smile on my face and soldiered through each day, and crying myself to sleep at night trying to make sense of this awful world we live in.
"Ari, you may not have Draco beside you but if he loves you like you clearly love him then he will always be with you." I look up at Mrs Weasley in my confusion. She points at my chest, "Everyone we love has a special place in our hearts and they never truly leave us. Your parents, Sirius are always with you too. You found a way to cope and carry on. You will manage this too. You have my support and everyone else's who loves you don't ever feel you are alone with no one to talk to because I will always be there for you when you need it most even if you just need a mother's hug."
I lean over and wrap my arms around her trying to express my thanks and gratitude to Mrs Weasley for everything she does. She has seven children of her own but she still took in Harry, Hermione and me like it was nothing. I will be eternally grateful to Mrs Weasley and no words in the world could ever explain that enough.
