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CHAPTER THREE

Olivia and George's conversation was brought to an end when there was a soft knocking on the door.

"Come in," they called, separating slightly.

Molly entered the room and gave Olivia a kind smile when she spotted her. "Oh, hello, dear," she said. "It's so nice to see you again."

Olivia smiled as well. "It's nice to see you, too, Mrs. Weasley," she said.

"Oh, please, call me Molly."

George grinned, pleased that his mother and girlfriend got along, though he always knew they would. It was hard not to get along with Olivia.

"I just came up here to tell you that dinner is almost done." She looked around the room. "And I must say, you've done an excellent job at cleaning this room."

When she had gone, George grinned. "See you down there," he said before Disapparating.

Olivia heard a faint shriek from the basement and rolled her eyes. Then she got up off the bed and began to make her way to the kitchen. When she got there, she found both Fred and George sitting at the table wearing innocent smiles.

"I saved you a seat," George said, patting the chair next to him.

"How sweet," Olivia said, sitting down.

As everyone began to take their seats at the very long dining table, Olivia realized just how many people were there. The entirety of the Wood family was there; even Henry and Amelia's oldest, Sarah, was there. Most of the Weasley family was there as well, except for Charlie and Percy. Along with the two large families, there was Sirius, Lindsay Adams, an Auror that was the same age as Jade, and a few other people Olivia didn't recognize.

Helena and Molly served dinner and everyone dug in. The room quickly became very loud as everyone was talking at once. Across the table, Ben and Sarah were discussing Ben leaving 12 Grimmauld Place and moving into Sarah's apartment in London until this all died down and David and Henry allowed him to get his own place. Olivia chuckled to herself, not at all surprised that Ben was already wanting to leave.

After some time, George said, "Uh oh."

Curious, Olivia followed his gaze down the table and saw Arthur and Jade engaged in conversation. She grinned and rolled her eyes. "Relax, love," she said to George. "You said your dad is fascinated by Muggles, right?"

"Yes."

"Aunt Jade is, too. Trust me. Her house is filled with Muggle things, she always has Muggle music playing, and she has Muggle friends."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

"I suppose she and Dad will get along great, then."

"I suppose so."

"Merlin, now that I see the two of them together, Faustus and Sirius look a lot alike, don't they?"

Olivia looked at the uncle and nephew and realized that George was right. "Oh my, they really do. That's odd."

"How is that odd? Are they not related?"