Hogwarts Express: Time Travel

LXXXIX. Summer

LXXXIX. Summer

The station, King's Cross station, is flooding with students, everyone meeting up with their families and guardians, friends. Annie, Ron and Hermione walk together silently, no one spoke, they were broken out of their glum moods when they heard the familiar voice of Molly Weasley calling for them.

Molly: [Shouting] Ron! Annie! Hermione! [As the three turned to her] Come here, come here.

Many were in awe of the woman, Molly Weasley née Prewett was an extraordinary woman; not only did she have to care for her seven children she welcomed with open arms and warm heart two more into her care.

She considered Hermione and Annie as her own kids, and it shows.

Euphemia smiled at the sight then turned to Molly who was watching the scene with a bright smile on her face.

"I really must thank you Molly, for caring for my granddaughter and Hermione, you're a formidable person, you too Arthur"

The two red hairs flushed at her words, Molly was quick to wave her off "I love children, I want to have nine of them, I already have their names at the ready" she admitted

Arthur's eyes widened in shock, he almost chocked on air alone. Whereas Fleamont looked at the woman as if she had grown a second head while Euphemia just laughed.

"I feel sorry for Arthur" spoke a sheepish Fabian

"Reckon we should've told him that before he married her?" asked a smirking Gideon

"No!" they replied at the same time

Euphemia glanced from the screen back to Molly offering "Well you might not have 9 gingers, but you have nine overall"

"And I couldn't be happier"

The three dragged their trunks and walked to the woman who had Ginny already at her side. She smiled at them and pulled them all into hugs, tight, loving and warm hugs, then she turned to Annie and cupped her face, smiling at her

Molly: Oh, Annie dear, I'm so sorry about Sirius.

"I knew that one was coming" snorted Barty earning an elbow from Evan who gave him a side glare as warning as he hissed "Watch it!"

"What?"

"Stop being so blunt" the French boy pointed as if it were obvious

"I thought you liked it when I was blunt"

"I did, doesn't mean other people do"

Barty shrugged before an easy going smile settled on his lips as he replied "I don't care if they do, they can all go to hell, see if I care"

"We need to work a bit on your etiquette before I take you with me to meet my mother" Evan sighed tiredly.

"What?" Barty nearly choked on air as Evan's words settled in

"What? You're going to have to meet her at some point" Evan leaned closer to Barty "You're not just some fling sweetness, there's not going back for us, you know that"

"Y-yes, but do we have to tell our parents?"

"At some point" the French boy sighed before speaking again in all seriousness "I know you father would never-"

Growling angrily he practically spat his next words "Believe me you don't know anything, let talk about this later" he regretted his words instantly, the way Evan flinched away from his words. It wasn't fair, he sighed ready to apologize "Evan, I'm s-"