Unfit

Chapter 2

There was a long pause with no conversation as they all sat to eat dinner. Serving themselves bowls of stew and finding their places along the table. Then Molly decides to break the silence, "I've been meaning to tell you, there's something trapped in that writing desk in the drawing room, it keeps rattling and shaking. Of course, it could just be a boggart, but thought we ought to ask Alastor to have a look at it before we let it out."

'Wasn't she in Gryffindor? Where's that bravery right now? There are plenty of people here that are of age that can help contain it,' Ana thinks as she rolls her eyes before actually speaking. "I'll get rid of it, no need to bug the man over it."

Sirius nudges her side with his elbow for giving the older woman attitude.

"The curtains in there are full of doxies too," Molly continued on as though she didn't hear Ana's tone. "I thought we might try and tackle them tomorrow."

"I look forward to it," Sirius said sarcastically. Ana nudged him this time. But she got a sharper jab for what she said next.

"Just banish the curtains, they aren't worth saving. I doubt Kreacher was fixing them before Walburga died anyways."

Harry noticed the little nudges and winces that came from his godfather and this woman called Ana. He only watched on in amusement as they each tried fixing the others behavior before Molly noticed. Then he went on to observe the others at the table.

Ana surveying the other conversations at the table. Where the female teens watched and got excited at Tonks' metamorphmagus changes. Arthur, Bill, and Remus were discussing the goblins and their side in this war.

"They're not giving anything away yet," said Bill. "I still can't work out whether they believe he's back or not. 'Course, they might prefer not to take sides at all. Keep out of it." Bill and Arthur sat across from her while Remus was sitting next to her. (She's in between Sirius and Remus)

"I'm sure they'd never go over to You-Know-Who," said Arthur, shaking his head. "They've suffered losses too. Remember that goblin family he murdered last time, somewhere near Nottingham?"

"I think it depends what they're offered," said Remus. "And I'm not talking about gold; if they're offered freedoms we've been denying them for centuries they're going to be tempted. Have you still not any luck with Ragnok, Bill?"

"He's feeling pretty anti-wizard at the moment," said Bill. "He hasn't stopped raging about the Bagman business, he reckons the Ministry did a cover-up, those goblins never got their gold from him, you know."

Ana decided to give her piece even if the middle of the table was being loud. "They're a warrior species and neutral territory. They'll protect their own and won't make many friends with wizards and witches anyways, least of all during a wizards war, no matter the price. You kill a goblin or a goblin family then you're picking a fight with all of them. They hate wizards for that exact reason, there is no unity among us. We're all being pulled in different directions, whether it be by the media or the different opinions that we have on people and their blood status in this case. In their eyes, you might as well have stolen from their bank, that's the type of heat you'll get for it."

Ana then hears Molly interrupting Mundungus, "I don't think we need to hear any more of your business dealings, thank you very much, Mundungus." All as her youngest son is slumped over the table laughing like a mad man.

"Beg pardon, Molly," said Mundungus at once, wiping his eyes and winking at Harry. "But, you know, Will nicked 'em orf Warty Harris in the first place so I wasn't doing nothing wrong --"

"I don't know where you learned about right and wrong, Mundungus, but you seem to have missed a few crucial lessons," said Molly.

The twins buried their faces in their goblets of butterbeer; George was hiccuping. Then Molly threw a nasty look at Sirius before leaving to grab the large rhubarb crumble for pudding. Harry then looks to Sirius in question.