Bound To You

Chapter 52: Coming Back Home

Molly Weasley was being treated with far less healing spells compared to her children. Their children. Arthur noticed this. But what made the healers demand that she stay in St. Mungos until they deem her 'stable enough' is the fact that she couldn't get the sight of her children out of her head. Even Arthur wanted to just break down and weep at the sight of them.

Ron wasn't too bad off, since he was shielded by his older brothers. The Twins took most of his punishments, and for that, both Molly and Arthur were grateful. But that didn't mean that they got out unscathed.

Fred lost his eye, and a finger from the cruelty of the Death Eaters. Ron had told them, his eyes glazed and his face pale as he did so, that he and George were forced to watch as one of the Death Eaters slowly and systematically took out parts of his eye with a muggle scalpel, without using anything to numb the pain. Fred's screams still haunted him, and he had nightmares because of it.

Not just him, but George had lost his hearing almost completely. How he lost it was too horrific for anyone to stomach--who'd have thought that just by shoving one's wand into one's ear could create such a damage? Apparently, Hermione knew of the how's and why's, but it didn't make it less horrific.

Ron had got his legs broken with a bone-breaking curse, and he'd have to live the rest of his life with a limp. Other than that, the multiple exposures to the Cruciatus curse they got had almost driven them insane, so they had to see a mind healer until, as they said, 'the voices in their minds stopped screaming at them'.

And yet, no one had found Harry Potter yet.

No one had seen him since Thomas appeared to take him away with Voldemort.

Molly was worried--he'd become her child in everything but blood, and he was missing. As she walked past the ex-daughter, who was screaming at everyone and everything, she wondered where they could be. Ginny's screams were silenced when she was spelled to pass out, and it gave Molly reprieve. She hoped that this time, she'd be given the Kiss immediately--or thrown into the veil.

She didn't want to see her anymore.

Everything was her fault, it started out from her obsession with Harry.

And she'd ruined everything.

Molly stepped into her ex-daughter's room and looked down at the child, whose eyes were surprisingly open, albeit half-mast. She was actually awake.

Better awake then unconscious...

"I, Molly Weasley nee Prewett," she started, a gleam in her eye. She'd seen how this would be more than enough punishment for her, as she'd done far worse to those she considered family. She might've had some doubt before, deep in her heart, somewhere in her mind, that maybe Ginny was still salvageable? Maybe even a little? But no, she'd proven herself incorrigible, and so this was her punishment.

"... With Mother Magick as witness, and binder, and punisher, and forgiver..."

This would hurt, she knew. She'd seen disgraced purebloods go through this and still live, though in immense pain. Usually due to the loss of wealth, but this wouldn't be the case, now would it? They'd always lived in poverty, no loss of wealth could punish her. Maybe it was something more that punished them?

"... Declare that one Ginevra Molly Weasley, is a Weasley no more..."

Ginny's screams started.

Mother Magick approved of her disownment as a Weasley.

"... and shall never become a Prewett..."

Magic built, and exploded right out of her, and it flew down. Down until it reached the Earth. But it was still tethered to her. She needed this to be official, and so she need those last, magic words...