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Now March, Edith was called home for the weekend for Order training. It was under the guise of Edith and Albus going on a "E and A trip" as they called them. They hadn't been on one in a long time. Albus would take her out in the wizarding world for a day or two as a sort of break for them both.
In truth they were scouring the world for anything on the Féinics family.
But today Edith was at The Burrow. Arthur decided he'd be the host for that week's meeting. Molly was happy to cook for everyone.
While everyone was inside eating, Edith was outside playing with a seven year old Bill and five year old Charlie. She had her wings out on full display, tickling them with her feathers mercilessly.
Albus had okayed it, since they were only children. If they were to tell anyone they knew someone who had wings they would chalk it up to childish imagination.
Bill ended up tripping, causing a small scrape on his knee. He sat on the ground, tears beginning to well up in his little eyes. "Oh, beag dearg." Edith said as she came to kneel in front of Bill.
"No need for tears, love. Want to see something cool?" The little boy pouted but nodded.
Edith moved her hands up to her eyes, rubbing them viciously. Just enough to cause her eyes to well up. Once her hand had enough tears on it she moved her hand down to his small scrape. It healed up within seconds.
"Woah! Magiiiiiiiic..." Charlie watched from behind his older brother in amazement.
Bill watched with wide eyes. "That's so cool..."
Edith giggled. "It is." She wiped the remainder of her tears away. "I think your Mum brought out the sweets. How about you snatch a few?" She motioned for the house as she saw Molly begin to bring out cookies and pies. "Grab me a chocolate chip."
"Chocolate chip for the dragon!" Charlie shouted as him and Bill ran inside. Charlie loved dragons. And Edith had wings like one. She was like his idol.
Edith laughed and followed them inside. "Smells great Misses Weasley. Almost beats Mums cooking."
"Slightly offended. But I do agree." Mia said from her seat at the table.
"Oh please dear, call me Molly. Thank you for watching over the boys. They can be a hassle." Molly said with a smile. She had little seven month old Percy strapped to her back in a sling. He was fast asleep.
"Think my red hair is gonna go to my kids like that?" Edith came up next to Albus' chair, leaning her side on the top of it.
"No kids. Not for years. When I'm old and gray." Fleamont pointed a finger at her.
"You're already old. So I'm halfway there." Edith raised an eyebrow.
"Fit and young!" He protested.
Edith rolled her eyes. "Oh really? Duel. Let's go old man." She pulled her wand out of her boot.
