Buaireadair

You have to learn to get up from the table when love is no longer being served

Previously on Buaireadair:
"He um..." Fred tried to explain
"He casted Depriitus Infecio  on both of us." We mumbled. As the family bursted out laughing "That's a good one Fred and George but what did he really give you as a punishment." Ron said while he was still laughing.
"We just told you." Fred and I mumbled.Everyone turned as pale as a ghost when they realized we were telling the truth.
Molly's POV
I can't believe it. Everybody in our family is in shock. It's hard to keep Decimelio Consilite on everyone in the room. Decimelio Consilite- a the most powerful mind control spell. It has to be on the spell casters mind at all time in order to  keep the subject under their control.  But I have to keep it up to continue Dumbledore's plan. We get Harry and his ex-friends to defeat Voldemort and the death eaters. Well not all his ex-friends Hermione joined the dark side because she's a natural Depriitus Infecio. It was devastating our Ronniekins loved her so much. It makes me WANT TO KILL HER! But I must remain calm to maintain the spell. At times like this i which Dumbledore wasn't so stupid when it comes to strategy the twins still had a lot to offer. Some of the stuff they make was actually useful.  Now I have to find away to salvage this plan so Dumbledore and I can run away and become lovers. Because honestly who could resist this BODY!!! But back to my stupid family. Come on everybody we need to sleep off this devastation and see if this is just a case of night terrors or not. Especially you Ginerva we all have had to deal with your constant night terrors.
"Mum it's Ginny not Ginerva and I rarely have night terrors anymore." Ginny says
"Whatever you say sweet pea." I whisper back to her after kissing her head.
I go back to the master bedroom were Arthur and I sleep. He's aware of the plan. He's totally fine with me and Dumbledore running away. We all agree when it comes to this point we need to kill off all the kids. I'm totally not scared of this plan I'm roped into. I'm not scared for all my beloved children dying. I'm not scared for Harry being forced to become Arthur's slave after he defeats Voldemort. I turn over to see Arthur tutting at me.
Ah ah ah you're acting like your old self again don't worry I'll always be here to fix it. He said. I try to run but the door is locked and my wand's on the other side of the room. The last thing I see is a yellow light coming straight towards me...
Now for the next part of Buaireadair. Yes you the reader heard right the next part of Buaireadair from the author me to you. In the spirit of giving for Thanksgiving 🥖🍗🍺.

Previously on Buaireadair:
I've always dreamed of having littles here. But,I'm getting to far ahead of myself they might not even want me to be their caregiver . I grab some baby supplies and head to the living room. I change them into diapers just In case they wake up in little space. I floo to Sev & Luc's  House to ask them for advice since they take care of Draco together.
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Okay so this short 933 word chapter😞 (so short) was basically this chapter was a little filler because I'll feel guilty about not posting anything for thanksgiving since I'm going to be with family so here you go. Also let me know if you can read it  or not I download a font app.
Gobble gobble (>‿◠)✌🏾