The Burrow was bustling with life as always, but it was the conversation happening between Molly and Arthur Weasley in their cozy kitchen that evening that would bring a shift to their future. The scent of freshly baked bread filled the air, mingling with the soft crackle of the fire in the hearth. Despite the warmth of the home, the tension between them was palpable.
Arthur sat at the table, his hands wrapped around a mug of tea, looking thoughtful—more thoughtful than Molly had seen him in a long time. He wasn't the sort of man to brood, but the past few months had weighed heavily on him. Molly knew it. The years he had spent working at the Ministry of Magic had started to take a toll on him, more than she had realized.
"Molly," Arthur began, his voice hesitant, "I've been thinking about something."
Molly set her knitting aside, her eyes narrowing as she focused on her husband. Arthur had always been someone who would carefully consider his decisions before taking action, and his current expression told her that whatever it was, it was important.
"I'm thinking of resigning from my position at the Ministry," Arthur continued, letting out a quiet sigh as he set his mug down.
Molly blinked in surprise, her knitting falling into her lap. "Resigning?" she repeated, the word hanging heavy in the air. "Arthur, what on earth are you talking about?"
Arthur ran a hand through his thinning hair, his face filled with frustration. "It's just... the Ministry is no better now than it was before the war. There's still so much prejudice, so much corruption. The same old bigotry, the same old biases. I thought it would change, but it hasn't. I'm just... tired of it, Molly."
Molly's lips pressed into a thin line. She understood the frustration—she really did. Arthur had spent years trying to make a difference in the Ministry, first through his work at the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office, and later in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. But it had always been a battle. The prejudice against Muggle-borns, Muggles themselves, and anyone who wasn't of pure-blood heritage—it was a constant battle he could never win. Molly knew that Arthur had always felt like he was pushing a boulder uphill, and now it seemed like the weight of it had become too much.
"But Arthur," she said softly, "working at the Ministry is one of the highest honors a wizard can have. You've always been so proud of your job there. What will you do if you leave? What will the children think?"
Arthur shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping his lips. "I don't care what the Ministry thinks anymore, and I'm not sure I care about anyone else's opinions either. But it's just not worth it. It's time for a change."
Molly's brow furrowed. "And what kind of change are you thinking about, then?"
Arthur looked at her, his eyes intense. "I've been thinking of working for Prince Enterprises."
Molly froze mid-motion, her eyes wide with disbelief. "Prince Enterprises? You mean Severus Prince's company?"
"Yes," Arthur said, nodding. "They're doing things no one in the Ministry has ever thought about. They're combining magic with Muggle technology—something that could revolutionize everything, Molly. I've been following their work for a while now. They're not just working to help the wizarding world; they're helping Muggles, too. They have real potential to change everything."
Molly sat back in her chair, her mind racing. Severus Prince. She had heard of him, of course. Who hadn't? The once-reviled potions master, now a successful businessman, had turned his life around in a way no one had expected. The whispers about him and his company had reached even the furthest corners of the wizarding world. He wasn't just a wizard anymore; he was a billionaire—someone who had managed to bridge the divide between the Muggle world and the magical one, all while building an empire that spanned across both realms.
"Is that what you really want, Arthur?" Molly asked, her voice quieter now. "To leave the Ministry and work for Severus Prince?"
Arthur paused, taking a deep breath. "It's not just about him, Molly. It's about the future. They're offering more than just a job—they're offering a way to actually make a difference. And... the pay, Molly, it's incredible. More than I've ever made in the Ministry, and they value what I can do."
At the mention of the salary, Molly's interest piqued. She leaned forward, a curious look on her face. "How much more?" she asked, unable to keep the skepticism from her voice.
Arthur hesitated for a moment, then spoke, his voice low and almost incredulous as he revealed the figure. "It's triple what I earn at the Ministry. They're offering me a salary so high, I can hardly believe it."
Molly's eyes widened in shock. "Triple?! Arthur, that's... that's more than we've ever earned in a year, let alone a single salary!" Her mind began to whirl, imagining the possibilities. The children's education could be taken care of, their home could be renovated, they could even start putting away for their retirement... the dream of a comfortable life—one without the constant financial stress—seemed almost within reach.
"Well, that's what I thought, too," Arthur said, a grin creeping onto his face. "But it's not just the money. It's the work. I could work with Muggle technology, help integrate it with magic, and do something that actually matters."
Molly's eyes lit up, a new excitement bubbling in her chest. The possibilities were endless. She had always supported Arthur's work at the Ministry, but it had come with a lot of sacrifices, both personally and financially. This... this was something different. This was an opportunity to live a life they had only dreamed of.
"Well, then," she said, her voice suddenly filled with resolve, "you should do it. If it means so much to you, and if it could be better for us... then I say go for it."
Arthur's smile broadened, his relief evident. "You really think so?"
Molly nodded eagerly. "Of course! We can't keep living like this, Arthur. This could be the chance we've been waiting for."
A few days later, Arthur found himself sitting in a posh, sleek office in the heart of Muggle London, far from the familiar brick walls of the Burrow. Franklin Davidson, a sharp-eyed recruitment agent for Prince Enterprises, sat across from him, his sharp suit and professional demeanor at odds with the cozy, often chaotic life Arthur had led.
Davidson's eyes gleamed with interest as he looked over Arthur's résumé. "Mr. Weasley, it's not often we get someone with your background—working in the Ministry with such a deep understanding of Muggle-wizard relations. I'm impressed."
Arthur shifted nervously in his seat but met the man's gaze. "Thank you, Mr. Davidson. I believe I can offer something unique to your team. I'm passionate about integrating Muggle technology with magic, and I'm eager to work for a company that truly values both worlds."
Davidson nodded, tapping his pen thoughtfully. "We are looking for people like you—people who can bridge that gap, who understand both sides of the divide. You've got the experience, and you've got the drive. You're just the kind of person we need."
Arthur exhaled slowly, his heart pounding in his chest. "So... is that a yes?"
Davidson leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled in front of him. "It is. We'd like to offer you the position. We can start you immediately with a generous package, and with your skill set, you'll be an invaluable asset to the team."
Arthur's heart soared as he shook the man's hand. He couldn't believe it—after all these years, he was about to make a leap that would change everything. This was the start of a new chapter for him and for his family.
That evening, Arthur returned to the Burrow, a broad grin on his face. Molly was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping her tea, when he walked in. He didn't say a word—he just held out the letter, sealed with the unmistakable insignia of Prince Enterprises.
Molly's eyes widened as she read the contents, her hands trembling slightly. "You got it?" she whispered in disbelief.
Arthur nodded, unable to contain his excitement. "I got it, Molly. I'm starting with Prince Enterprises. They've offered me the job. We can finally live the life we've always dreamed of."
Molly burst into laughter, her face lighting up with joy. "Arthur, this is amazing! We're going to be able to give the children everything they need. We're going to have a better life!"
The two of them stood there for a moment, simply basking in the warmth of the moment, both realizing that this was just the beginning of a new, exciting journey.
The Weasley family, with all their dreams, hopes, and ambitions, were about to take a giant leap into a future brighter than they had ever imagined. And for Arthur and Molly, it all started with one decision—to embrace a new opportunity, one that would forever change their lives.