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"Wait---wait, why are we going to Bilius'?" Oh, his house always had this smell. Molly followed Arthur up the stairs as quickly as possible, not understanding what he was talking about and why he was making such arrangements. Packing the boys? No, wait, what had happened that he was reacting so---he didn't think that the death eaters were going to go around slaughtering more families, right?

"Arthur," she said, exasperated as she dropped down onto their bed. "What's wrong, what happened?"

She didn't want to assume the worst, but she was the world's best worrier, so of course everything bad that could happen popped straight to mind and Molly was now nearing tears as her mind came up with the exaggerated and morbid ideas.

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