After All We've Been Through

Chapter 10

Suspicions Confirmed - A HUGE Surprise

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Jen awoke to the wonderful smell of freshly cooked bacon, eggs and toast. With a smile, she rolled over to find George walking into the bedroom carrying a tray of food. He smiled at her as he placed the tray on the bedside table and sat down. "Morning, sunshine. Sleep well?" he asked as he leaned over to give her a kiss.

"What's all this?" she asked, gesturing to the tray of food.

He smiled at her. "I thought I'd make you breakfast in bed," he told her as he reached for the tray. "I wasn't sure if you would be up to getting out of bed and going into the kitchen after last night so I figured that I would bring breakfast to you instead." He looked at her with slightly red cheeks. "How are you feeling anyway?"

She blushed at his question as she remembered what had happened the night before. "I'm okay. I'm a little sore, but not too much," she said as she sat up, pulling the covers to her. He handed her a plate and the two of them tucked into their food.

After they ate, George cleaned up their plates while Jen headed for the bathroom. She showered and then dressed quickly. "Ready to go, George?" she asked as she walked into the living room. He nodded. "We're going to floo there since you don't know where you are going. We can apparate home." She then realized something. "I need to send an owl to an old friend in New York before we leave. I need to meet with him for a few moments while we are there. Not for too long, only for a few minutes." He nodded and she went back into his bedroom to write her note. Once the owl was gone, she came back into the room. "Okay, now I'm ready," she told him with a smile.

"Works for me. We can use the fireplace downstairs in the shop." She nodded and they went downstairs. They talked to Fred for a bit before they left. "We'll be back in a few days, Fred." Fred nodded and they left.

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Jen landed in Michael's office, a place she had not been in a couple of years. George came in right behind her. As George brushed himself off, Michael walked into the room and smiled at Jen.

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Michael," she said as she gave him a hug. "This is my fiancé, George Weasley."

"Weasley, huh? As in Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes? I love your stuff," Michael said as he shook George's hand. "So you're the one that had captured Jen's heart all those years ago. She never dated a soul while she was here. She kept that part of her life non-existent, and now I know why."

"Right, well there is no need to talk about that right now," she said as she tried to hide the blush that had begun to stain her cheeks. "What news of Beth?"

Michael took a seat at his desk and gestured for them both to do the same. He cleared his throat before telling her what they had discovered. "I know that it has been quite some time since Beth's death, but this information just surfaced. You were right about her death not being an accident. Her mother uncovered her journal, which was hidden in a secret place in her room, only the other day. Within its pages, her mother found entries dated as late as the day before she died. In her last few entries, she made several references that would imply that she was in fact murdered."

"What kind of references are you talking about?" Jen asked him.

He pulled out a leather bound book and pushed it towards her. "Her mother gave this to me so that I could show you. I've marked the entries I was referring to, but feel free to read more if you feel it necessary."

She took the book and flipped it open to the most recent entry, which was dated the day before she died.

I'm really scared now. I saw the man in black again today, only he

wasn't alone this time. There were four others with him today, two

guys and two girls. One of the guys had blond hair, and so did one

of the girls. The other guy had brown hair, as did the other girl, and

they looked as if they could be related. I have been seeing him more

often now, usually on my way to and from work or while I am running

errands for Jen, but never have I seen him with anyone else. I don't

know why, but something just doesn't sit right about this. I get this

bad feeling whenever I see him now; a sort of prickling sensation

in my head, as if someone is probing my mind.

I wonder if this has anything to do with the research Jen has been

doing? She never told me what it was or who it was for. All she

ever told me was that it was top secret and that I shouldn't ever ask

about it again. I always wondered about it, but I never asked again.

Jen stopped reading and looked at George. "That's it then. That is why she was killed. They wanted my research."

"What research?" Michael asked.

"But I didn't think that they even knew about the research," George said to her with raised eyebrows, not answering Michael's questions.

"I didn't think they did either. Now this makes no sense. Why not just come after me?"

"Because she was nowhere near as powerful or capable as you are. She was a very bright witch, one of the best in her class, but she would not have stood a chance," Michael told her.

"And the four people she described. I know she wasn't very detailed, but they do sound somewhat familiar. As if I know them from somewhere," she said.

"He clearly wants something from you, love. Information of sorts," George told her.

"I wonder if there are any other clues in here," she said as she flipped through the pages, going back a few entries and stopping at the entry dated two weeks before Beth had died.

Today I updated Jen's log book. She had told me that she had created

it in order to keep track of the jobs she had done for people and who

she had done them for. I usually updated it since she was always too

busy to do so. I was always amazed at the work she did. I only wish

that I could be as good as her someday.

Today, on my way home, I noticed a man dressed in all black. I had never

seen him before, yet he seemed rather familiar to me. He was tall, at least

taller than me, and he had broad shoulders. He looked rather young, but I couldn't see his face. There was something about him, I can't quite place it though.

"She speaks of a man in black in both of these entries. I believe that this is the same man. That would mean that she had been followed for at least two weeks," Jen said.

"But who? She said he looked young. How tall was Beth?" George asked her.

"She was about my height. Maybe a bit taller," Jen told him. She turned the page. "Maybe she gives a better description in another entry.

It's been several days since my last entry. I didn't see the man in black

again until this afternoon when I had to go to the Apothecary. I was

working on something that Fred Weasley had sent to us and I needed

to get some supplies.

I think Jen is so lucky to know the Weasley twins. I think it's brilliant of

them to run a joke shop and create the things they do. I'd love to meet

them someday, though I'd probably never get the chance to meet George.

Jen doesn't like to talk about him much. I've asked her many times, but

she always seems to change the subject. I think she loves him, or at least

she did at one point.

Anyways, back to the subject. The man in black tried to fool me today,

I think. He was still wearing his black cloak, but he wasn't wearing his

hood up this time. I was able to get a better look at his face. He's a very handsome man with grey eyes and very blond hair that was cut short,

falling just above his eyes and ears.

"Bloody hell! It can't be," Jen exclaimed after she stopped reading.

"What? Who is it?" Michael asked her.

"When I get my hands on that stupid-"

"Jen, who is it? Who did she describe?" George asked her as he grabbed her hands to stop them from shaking.

"It's Malfoy. She just described Malfoy. I swear on my life that if he is the one that did this to her, I will kill him. I will hunt him down and kill him myself."

"Who is this Malfoy person?" Michael asked. "He isn't related to a Lucius Malfoy by any chance, is he?"

"Yeah, it's his son. How do you know Lucius?" George asked him.

"He was here a few days ago asking about you, Jen. He said that he had you do some work for him a while back and he needed to speak with you about it. He wanted to know if I had heard from you recently or if I knew how to contact you. I told him I did not, for I had made a promise to you long ago that I would never reveal your whereabouts. I told him that you had disappeared after your parents died and I had not seen or heard from you since."

"Thank you, Michael. I appreciate your quick thinking and loyalty for no telling him where I have been, though I do not understand why he asked you. He works at the Ministry back in London, the same as me, and I am in and out of there at least two times a week. Surely he would have had to see me one of those times to know that I was back in London. Not to mention that I am in Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes all the time," she said as she cast a sideways glance at George, who was looking at her.

Michael shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, Jen. I just don't know. My guess is that he just wanted to know if I had been in contact with you and if I had mentioned anything about Beth's death."

"That could be it. I'm just glad you didn't tell him anything. My family's home is Unplottable and we have been concealed under the Fidelius Charm for quite some time now. I can only imagine what would happen if they ever found us there," George said, his voice full of concern.

Jen, who had been in deep thought, had finally come to a realization. "That's it. That's why they keep coming after me. That's why Beth and my parents are dead," she exclaimed. "They want it all. They want everything I have ever done since I started this job seven years ago."

"But what could they possibly gain from obtaining all that information?" Michael asked her.

"The logs that Beth mentioned in her journal contain every job I have ever done, who I did them for, as well as what and how I did it. They hold the key to getting past the protection barriers to every wizarding school and all of the Ministries in the world. With that information, he could take over most, if not all, of the wizarding world like that," she said as she snapped her fingers.

"Sweet Merlin, Jen. Can anyone access this information? Is it safe?"

Jen laughed. "Of course it is. I assure you that it is hidden in the safest of places and that no one can read it except for me and Ron. I have placed a very powerful charm on them so that only the intended can access it. That is one of my more ingenious ideas, wouldn't you agree?"

"I will have to say, you are a genius. Though I do have a question for you. What did Beth mean when she said she had been working on things Fred had sent you?"

Jen giggled and then closed the book. "Fred used to send me some of your products, usually your experimental products. He would ask me to check them out and make sure they were no problems and to fix any of there were. He never told you because of our situation. Are you mad?"

"I understand. So now what? Should we contact Dumbledore now or wait until we get home? And where else did you want to go?" George asked her.

"Well, I had hoped to see Beth's mother and then I had wanted to take you to a couple of places before we head back home."

"Beth's parents are on vacation. They won't be back for another few weeks," Michael informed them.

"So much for that idea. How about we just do some sightseeing then? Have you ever been to the States before?" George shook his head and she grinned. "Excellent. There are a few places I want to take you before we go home. We can get a place to stay while we are there." He nodded and they both stood up. "Thank you for everything, Michael. You have been most helpful. I will see to it that the man who murdered Beth, if you can call him a man, pays for what he has done. Be sure to tell her mother that for me as well."

"Of course I will. And if I find out anything else that may be of importance, I will contact you immediately," he told her.

"Thank you, Michael. That means a lot and I know that Albus will appreciate the eyes and ears here." She walked up to Archimedes and stroked his feathers. He hooted softly at her as she did that. "You are to stay here with Michael, Archimedes. He will take good care of you." He nipped her hand affectionately and a tear slid down her cheek as she turned back to Michael. "Send him back to me if there is any news or an emergency. Just like the last time. He always knows how to find me."

"You got it. Mr. Weasley, it's been a pleasure meeting you. I hope to see you again."

"Don't worry, Mr. Walker. You will see me at the wedding," George said as he winked at Jen.

"That would be great. I am really happy for the both of you."

"Thank you, Michael. We will send you an invitation," Jen told him.

"I'll be looking for it and I will inform you of anything out of the ordinary."

They both nodded. "So, where are we going first?" George asked her.

She smiled at him and took his hand. "You'll see. Goodbye, Michael." With that final goodbye, she apparated herself and George to a deserted alleyway in New York City.

"Where are we?" he asked her as he looked around. She smiled and led him out of the alley and onto the bustling streets of...

"Welcome to New York City, love. Otherwise known as the city that never sleeps." George's mouth dropped open at the sight before him. He had never left England before and was marveled by the lights and sounds of the city.

"It's so... wow. This place is amazing, Jen. Thank you so much for bringing me here."

She smiled when she saw the look of pure amazement on his face. "I'm glad you like it, but we have to get moving. There is a place here that you must see." She took his hand and began to lead him down the street. They stopped on front of an old abandoned theater building.

"What are we doing here?" he asked her. She winked at him and then pulled the door open and then pulled him inside. Just beyond the door was a solid brick wall. "I'm confused now. What is this place?"

"Do you trust me, George?" she asked him as she leaned up and kissed him lightly on the lips. He nodded in response. "Then don't ask. You of all people should know understand that not everything is as it seems." She walked up to the brick wall and touched several of the bricks. Suddenly a doorway appeared and they were now looking at a cobblestone street lined with shops that looked similar to Diagon Alley. After seeing George's expression, Jen giggled. "Welcome to Magical Way. I know the name isn't as cool as Diagon Alley, but it's only a name," she told him. "This is New York's version of Diagon Alley, in case you didn't notice already. There is only one thing we have to do before we go anywhere else," she told him. They walked through the doorway and it closed up behind them.

"Bloody hell. Fred would never believe me about this place, this place is amazing."

She laughed at him comment. "No, he probably wouldn't. He'll just have to come here himself to believe it."

"That's funny. He'd never come here, you know that."

"Yes, that is very true, but he will have to come here eventually if he ever cares to see the new shop," she told him with a mischievous smile.

"Shop? What new shop? What are you on about?" She merely smiled at him and tugged on his arm for him to follow her down the street.

She stopped in front of an empty shop and an older man was just leaving it. "Hello, Mr. Sellers. It's quite a pleasure to see you again. How are things?" she asked him.

Nothing but a smile appeared on his face when he saw Jen standing before him. "Why, Miss Jennifer, it is great to see you again. It seems as if I haven't seen you in years, yet it's only been about a month or so. How are you doing? Did you ever have the baby?" Jen's face fell at the mention of the baby. She shook her head sadly and explained about the miscarriage. "I am so sorry to hear that, Miss Jennifer. I hope all is well for you now."

"Yes, Mr. Sellers, it is. I would like for you to meet my fiancé George Weasley. George, this is Mr. Sellers. He owns this building and I have done a few jobs for him in the past."

"Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Sellers. I am quite confused about something though. How is it that you two have seen each other a month ago?"

"I've met with Miss Jennifer several times over the last few months. We've been discussing a business matter," he told George and then turned to Jen. "Is this the man you have told me about, Miss Jennifer? The one with the twin?"

"Yes, Mr. Sellers. This is him. Is everything all set?"

"Yes, Miss Jennifer. Here is the deed and the keys and I wish you all the best of luck." He began to walk away, but stopped and turned back to face the couple. "Before I forget, the keys and deeds to the other two shops are in an envelope waiting for you at Gringott's. Best of luck to you both." He tipped his hat and walked away.

"Okay, that was very strange. Why was he talking about a deed and keys for different shops, not to mention for this one?" he asked her.

Jen turned him to face the empty shop front and handed him the deed and keys. "Welcome to the newest location for Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, located here at 47 Magical Way."

George's jaw dropped at the words she spoke. He looked from the keys and deed in his hand to the store front and then to Jen. "This... this is... you... bloody hell, Jen. This is really mine and Fred's? You shouldn't have done this," he managed to say.

"Yes, I should have. You two have been talking about expanding for a long time now. Fred has been mentioning it to me for years. I bought this location and two others from Mr. Sellers so that the two of you to expand your store and bring your imagination and creativity to a global level. All three shop buildings are owned outright so no rent is ever due on them." She leaned up and kissed him. "I love you, with all my heart, and you and Fred, as well as the rest of your family, mean the world to me. This is my way of repaying all of you for everything you have ever done for me."

"All of us? How did you do something for all of us? I thought this was supposed to be mine and Fred's shop."

"This location, as well as the other two in Boston and Philadelphia, is directly linked to numerous vaults at Gringott's. One is for the actual store, so that you may do your payouts and all that other stuff. The remaining ones are for your parents, you, your brothers and sister, Harry, Hermione and for the soul survivor."

"Soul survivor? What do you mean by that?" he asked her.

"That only involves the immediate Weasley family. Whichever one of you nine Weasleys are the last one living; you will receive the contents of the vault. Whoever gets the vault will have the authority to do whatever you desire with it."

"And when, may I ask, did you do all of this?"

She blushed at his question. "Actually, I have been doing all of this for the last two years. I set up the vaults first; going through all of the paperwork with Gringott's. Then I started scouting out locations for the shops. Since all three shops are owned outright, they can stay empty for as long as you need them to. Also, the shop in Boston has a two bedroom flat with private entrance above it, just like the one back home, so that you can rent it out if you wish."

George just stared at her in amazement. He pulled her to him and placed a tender yet passion filled kiss on her lips. "Thank you," he said when he pulled away. "This is probably the second best thing that has ever happened to me in my life."

"The second best thing? What was the first," she asked him curiously.

"The day you told me that you love me as much as I love you." She smiled and they both leaned in for a kiss.

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(Next Day)

Fred,

I want to tell you that Jen and I are fine and that we are currently in New York City. You have got to see this place. It is bloody brilliant! We are going to Boston and Philadelphia tomorrow. We will be home in two days.

We, no wait Jen, has a HUGE surprise for everyone when we return. Especially for you. We need you to tell mum that she has to owl Charlie, Percy and Bill and tell them that they need to be at the Burrow no later than 3pm in two days. This is extremely important. We need you to make sure that Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny are there as well.

See you in two days,

George and Jen

Fred read and reread the letter several times before folding it up and putting it in his pocket. "Hey Harry," he said when Harry walked into the shop. Harry was helping Fred out while George was gone. "Thanks for helping me while George is gone."

"Not a problem, Fred. I'm glad to help."

"George and Jen just sent me an owl. They were in New York yesterday and are going to be in both Boston and Philadelphia today. They will be back tomorrow afternoon. George said that Jen has a huge surprise for all of us when they get back."

"All of us? I wonder what it could be. We already know that they are getting married. Hey, maybe they got married while they were over there and are going to tell us when they get back," Harry said.

"You and I both know that neither one of them would do that. It means too much to them both, especially Jen, to get married with their family present. I have to send my mum an owl. George said that Bill, Charlie and Percy have to be there as well. Make sure you are at the Burrow by 3pm tomorrow," he told him. Harry nodded in agreement. "Oh yeah, do you know when Ron and Hermione are due back from their honeymoon?"

"Mum said that they should be back sometime this afternoon. Why do you want to know," Ginny asked her brother as she came out of the stock room carrying a few boxes. Ginny was helping out as well. Harry took the boxes from her and placed them on the counter. "Thanks, Harry. Why did you want to know when they get back, Fred?"

"You tell her Harry. I'm going to owl mum now before I forget." Fred walked upstairs to his flat and sent his mother an owl.

"So what are you supposed to tell me, Harry?" Ginny asked him.

"George and Jen are coming home tomorrow and we all have to meet them at the Burrow no later than 3pm."

"Why? What's going on at three? Is everything okay?" she asked him.

"According to Fred, they have a huge surprise for us. He seems pretty excited about it so it must be good."

"Well that's good at least. I feared the worst," she told him. Fred had just rejoined them. "Any idea of what the surprise is, Fred?"

"Not a clue to be honest, but I am very excited to find out. If I know both my brother and Jen, it will be good. Nothing short of an eye popper," he said with a laugh. "George said that the surprise was mainly for me," he added with a grin.

"Maybe they found an American joke shop and brought back a bunch of different product," Harry suggested.

"That would be brilliant, but why would Bill, Charlie and Percy need to be here?" Ginny asked.

"Good point, Gin. I forgot about that," Harry said.

"Well, there is no point in trying to figure it out now. It'll only drive me nutters. Let's just get to work for now," he told them. They both nodded and the three of them set to work.

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Ron and Hermione came home that afternoon, just as Ginny said they would, to find Molly bustling about the house. Upon hearing about the surprise, they put their things away and began to help Molly, despite her protests. Throughout the remainder of the day, the entire Weasley family and Harry, had apparated to the Burrow after having been told to show up. For the rest of the evening, they had all contemplated what the surprise could be for them all to be needed in one place, but none of them were anywhere near as excited as Fred was.

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"You ready, love?" George asked her as she stepped out of the bathroom.

"Yeah. Let me just grab the papers and put them in the envelope." She placed the deeds and the vault information in a folder and then placed it in her bag. "Do you have all our clothes and stuff?"

"Yup," he told her as he held up the bag with their clothes in it. "I hope everyone is there."

She checked her watch. "Well, it's almost three there, so we should get going." He nodded and they left the room to return their hotel key. "Thanks for coming with me, George."

"No, thank you. For everything. Someday I will pay you back for all of this," he told her.

She shook her head. "You don't have to. As long as you love me forever, that is payment enough." The two of them walked to a deserted stairwell and then, once they made sure to coast was clear, apparated to the Burrow.

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"It's about bloody time you two showed up," Fred said when they walked into the kitchen.

Jen looked down at her watch. "It's not even three, Fred. We're early," she reminded him.

"Well, we're all here and we've been waiting for you to get back. What's the surprise?" he asked excitedly.

Jen grinned wickedly at him. "Is that why you are so excited to see us, Fred? You want your surprise. Well, you will have to wait like everyone else. I am going to put my stuff up in my room. I'll meet you in the living room," she told him as she headed out the door. She saw the rest of the family sitting in the living room waiting for her and George. She greeted them all. "I'll be right back I just want to put my stuff on my room."

When she returned, George was telling them about their visit. "... was brilliant. Fred, you should have seen this place. You will have to go there sometime."

"Were there any good joke shops?" Fred asked his twin.

"Not yet, but there will be soon," Jen told him as she joined George in the living room. The entire family looked at her curiously and then looked at George.

"What does that mean?" Fred asked her.

She pulled out a thin envelope from the folder she was carrying. "You know how you and George were always talking about opening up another shop?" Fred nodded his head slowly, not really sure what she was getting at. "Well, this envelope contains the keys and deeds to three separate locations for Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes." Fred's mouth dropped open and the rest of the family gasped at her announcement. "The locations are paid in full, so no rent will ever be due, and the location in Boston has a flat above it with a private entrance, like your shop in Diagon Alley, so you can rent it out if you want to."

"Bloody hell, Jen. I can't believe you did this. George, did you know about this too?" Fred asked him through the large grin that was plastered on his face.

"No, I didn't. I didn't find out about it until after we got to New York."

"I can't believe you did this. Jen, you're the best. This is absolutely brilliant!" He picked her up and hugged her, spinning her in circles.

"There's more, Fred," she told him. He placed her back on the ground and looked at her. "I have more to tell your family." The entire family was now staring at her with even more amazement than before.

"What else is there?" Molly asked her. Jen smiled at her and then pulled out a stack of papers from the same folder.

"Molly, for as long as I have known you and your family, you have all been kind and caring to me, as well as to Harry and Hermione. I have always wanted to do something for you all in return, though I know you would never accept any sort of gift. I have finally found a way to pay you all back for your never-ending hospitality." Molly went to say something, but Jen held her hand up to silence her. "These papers," she began as she held up the papers, "contain the necessary information for each of the vaults that I have set up in each of your names. They are all in direct link to the three new locations of the twins' shop. I will explain it all in a moment."

"WHAT?!?!?!?" everyone except George exclaimed. "What are you talking about? What vaults? Are you ma-?" Jen waved her hand and silenced them all. She knew they would all be mad at her for using a silencing charm on them, but she knew it was the only way for them to listen to her. "Everyone please let me explain. I will remove the silencing charm when I have finished, okay?" They all nodded and waited for he to get on with it, though none of them looked very happy to be silenced.

"Consider this my gift to you all. Through Gringott's, I have set up a vault for each of you that is connected to the shop. The shop here in London will run independently from the other three. The three American shops are all linked to one main account at Gringott's. That account is then filtered into eleven separate accounts. The first account will be for the shops themselves, in order to purchase supplies and whatever else needed for the shop. The second one will go to Molly and Arthur, seven of the eleven will go to Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, Ron and Ginny. Their own families are included with those vaults. Two more of the vaults will go to Harry and Hermione, and the last one will go to the soul survivor. Whichever one of you original nine Weasleys are the last one to be alive, all of the contents of that vault will be yours and you may do whatever you wish with it. It only pertains to the immediate family, so no spouses, children, etc. can access it." She handed each one of them their paperwork for their individual vaults, keeping the ones for the shop and soul survivor vaults. "The paperwork for the soul survivor will be kept in the London branch of Gringott's as well as the paperwork for the American shops vault. Consider this my big thank you for everything you all have done for me over the years, especially these last few years. I don't know where I would be without all of you and I would be extremely offended if you did not accept these gifts." She removed the silencing charm and waited to be yelled at.

Each member of the Weasley family read the papers Jen had given them, each one glancing at her and then back at their papers. Molly stood up and walked over to where Jen was standing. The two women stood there and stared at each other for a few minutes. The rest of the family watched them, waiting to see what would happen.

Molly smiled and pulled Jen into a tight embrace. "Thank you, dear. For everything."

"You're welcome, Molly. I just wanted to thank you all for everything. I'd be lost right now without you all," Jen told her as she wiped a tear from her eye. The rest of the family got up and hugged Jen as well, each one thanking her for the gift.

When everyone was done hugging and thanking her, George went up to her and put his arms around her. "Have I told you yet today that I love you?" he asked her.

She smiled and then looked at her watch. "Not in the last hour." She leaned up and kissed his lightly on the lips. She pulled away and looked at Fred, who was looking at the deeds. "So, when did you want to go to America and see your new shops, Fred?"

He looked up at her, the same grin still plastered on his face. "I still can't believe you did this, Jen. This has got to be one of the best gifts I have ever gotten in my entire life." He stood up and hugged her again. "Maybe we can go when the war is over," he whispered.

"Of course, Fred. And you're welcome," she told him in his ear. "You two have dreamed of this for so long and I know what it feels like to miss an opportunity," she said as she looked at George. "That is why I have done this for all of you. I don't want any of you to ever have to worry about missing an opportunity again."

They all thanked her again and then sat around talking about the expansion of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. "Well, I think I will start on dinner," Molly said as she stood up.

"Let me help you, Molly. I want to show you something I came up with," Jen said as she stood up.

"All right, dear." Molly and Jen left the room, leaving the others in the living room.

"You've got some girl there, George," Bill told him.

"I know, Bill, but thanks for telling me anyway."

"And to think he almost lost her," Ginny said from her seat next to Harry. The others laughed at George's red face.

"Thanks, Gin. I tell myself that everyday when I thank Merlin that she is with me."

"I'll be right back," Harry said as he stood up from the couch he was sitting on. He gave George a slight nod before leaving the living room. "Hey, Mrs. Weasley. Hey Jen," he said when he walked into the kitchen.

"Harry dear, please call me Molly," she told him. He nodded and then looked at Jen.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?" She nodded and they both went outside. They walked to the picnic table and sat down. "So, when did you want to meet up and get ready to do this?" he asked her.

"Well, why don't we meet for lunch tomorrow and we can start then."

"Okay. Sounds good to me. What about the ritual?"

"Well, there are two ways we can do this. We can tell everyone about the ritual before we do it, or we can wait and tell them after. No matter what though, we have to do the ritual if we are ever going to end this war. And that way no one can try and sway our decision, agreed?" she asked as she stuck her hand out.

He nodded and shook her outstretched hand. "Agreed. We'll tell them afterwards. I know George already knows and I want to tell Ron, Hermione and Ginny."

"That is up to you. Ron should know anyway since he is my assistant, but that is your call. I am going to finish helping Molly make dinner for you lot. We can talk more about this tomorrow. Come by here around noon, all right? Ginny will be at work, but Ron and Hermione will be here so you can tell them about it then. And then you can tell Ginny when she gets home. We can have our talk after you talk to Ron and Hermione, all right?"

"All right. I'll see you tomorrow at noon," he told her as he stood up. "And I'll decide tonight if I want to tell anyone and then I'll let you know when I come tomorrow." She nodded and they both headed back into the Burrow.

The entire Weasley family, Harry and Jen sat down at the table for the first time in a very long time for dinner. It was one of the best dinners they had ever had.

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