After a week since the war has ended, Cundrie decided to visit the Weasleys willingly, the first time after three years. When Cundrie told Marcus, he offered to come for support.  Remembering how fiery Marcus is and how he almost attacked Arthur last time they met, Cundrie decided to ask for Penelope's support instead. So here they are, in front of the door to the Burrow, Molly giving her death hug to Cundrie who hugged her back awkwardly.

"Hello, Penelope!" Molly greeted, giving a soft hug this time, careful as to not crush Annie. "And who's this little one?" Molly touched Annie's nose who laughed and clapped at the gesture, making Molly laugh too.

"Err, can we come in so I can explain to all of you at once?" Cundrie immediately requested. Molly nodded and moved to the side, still wide-eyed, unable to produce a single sound as Cundrie and Penelope entered, Penelope carrying Annie.

"Ahh, hello, you two!" Arthur greeted, a soft smile turned to a confused look as he stared at Annie intently, curiosity evident in his eyes. "And who is the baby?"

"Can we have the family here?" Cundrie requested, taking Annie from Penelope's lap.

"Boys! Ginny! Come down, there's Perce- I mean Cundrie!" Molly yelled to the stairs, slapping her own face as she faced Cundrie. "I'm sorry, Cundrie."

That's a start.

One by one, the Weasley children started coming down, starting with Ron and ended with George. Cundrie bit her bottom lip, rubbing circles on Annie's hand and kissed Annie's forehead, feeling butterflies in her stomach. One by one, they start to sit on the sofa, with Ron on her side (Penelope occupied her other side). Ron instantly smiled at Annie who also smiled and Cundrie sighed in relief. At least she likes this one the best.

"I'm sorry," Cundrie started, still feeling very sick down their stomach. Shit, how can they do it? "I'm sorry for being so rude the last time we met, I'm sorry for implying that you were lazy and blaming our poverty on you, I'm sorry for returning the jumper and never returning the letters until now, I'm sorry for everything that I've done."

"I understand why you were so scared in our last meeting, and I understand the jumper part-" Molly nodded. "I'll make a new one for you- and I mean for you. And Penelope, if she wants?" Molly asks, turning her head from facing Cundrie to face Penelope, who only nodded politely. "And the baby, hi!"

"Right, err, you're probably wondering who this little angel is-" Cundrie moved her legs up and down more, and Penelope placed her hand on their back, squeezing it. Cundrie took a deep breath in. "She's my daughter, Lausanne Marcie."

"You're married?" Molly asked, her eyes now dreamy.

"No," Cundrie answered in a small voice. Penelope hits their side lightly and Cundrie coughed and louder their voice. "I wasn't married."

"Then, how did she-" a look of realisation dawned upon Molly's face. "Oh."

"How did she came to being, though?" Arthur asked, a genuine curious glint in his eyes. "Uhh, you're born with male parts- I mean no disrespect. Uhh, were you the one who- err, got pregnant or uhh- did you impregnate someone?"

"I was the pregnant one," Cundrie revealed. "I went through a uterus growth procedure as part of my feminisation procedures."

"But why, though?" Ginny asks. "I would love to never have periods again, it's a nightmare."

"You know how the estrogen hormone is naturally produced by ovaries, which can only come if I grow a uterus altogether-" Cundrie cocked their head to the side. "I could have not grown a uterus and have estrogen shot in me all my life, but if I can produce it myself, why not? That's what I want. But the pregnancy was accidental."

"So, tell us about Lausanne!" Ron exclaimed, looking excited. "Can I touch her?"

"Yeah, I guess-" Cundrie shrugged awkwardly. True, Ron poked Annie and squealed, either saying 'so cute!', 'so soft!', 'so chubby!', or something else each time. Cundrie huffed, just try a day with her. He won't like it. "Her name is Lausanne Marcie Weasley, she was born on 31st of October, 1997. Annie's Deaf so I'm learning BSL so I can communicate with her. And umm, I'm here with my girlfriend, Penelope."

"Hi-" Penelope awkwardly waved at them.

"Cundrie, can we be part of your life again?" Arthur requested. Cundrie closed her mouth. "You and your daughter. I'm sorry for turning my back on you three years ago, I'm very sorry for hurting you so bad. I know, a one-day apology won't make up three years of misery, but can we try? Will you be a part of our family again?"

"I came out to everyone," Charlie added. Cundrie whipped her head to face him who nodded affirmatively. "It took them a while, but they've accepted it. Try to give them another chance, you won't know if you won't try."

Cundrie took a deep breath in, staring at the hopeful faces of every other Weasley. For a moment, they can imagine the beauty of Charlie's words. They can taste their mother's eggnog and wear their mother's jumper again, they can have deep talks with their father again, they can feel jealous about Bill's adventurous life again, they can feel worried about Charlie's obsession of dragons again, they can feel annoyed again with F- George's jokes, they can feel amazed again with Ron's chess abilities and feel like they're in heaven whenever he cooks again, they can worry about the headstrong Ginny.

She can imagine Annie running around, wearing a Weasley jumper with an 'L' on it, the frequent playtime with her grandpa, the confused look as Bill is determined to learn BSL, Charlie's toy dragons, George's (hopefully harmless) bright toys, she can imagine Uncle Ron teaching her how to play wizard's chess, and she can imagine Aunt Ginny teaching her Quidditch.

"I'll give it a try."