“Arthur, I have to tell you something”, Lyra sighed. “Maybe it’s too late now that all your kids left the nest, or are about to, but I want to get this off my chest. However, I don’t want there to be a misunderstanding between us, and I want to show you what I actually think and feel. Will you allow me to show you?”, she asked him with her clear, open eyes. He gulped and nodded in assent.

She closed her eyes, touched her heart, pointed at his, and whispered. “Cordem Revelio.”

Arthurs eyes spread wide in surprise and shock, then closed, and tears started flowing down his face.

Viktor looked at them with eyes wide, feeling the echoes of the powerful magic, and seeing how she invoked it. He didn’t want to disrupt the sanctity of the moment, but he needed to learn this from her, if it were at all possible to learn.

Arthur was still sobbing, and Viktor wondered what she did to the man. He was old enough to have seen all kinds of things, and something that brought him to tears like that must have been quite something.

“I’m so sorry”, Arthur managed to form words, barely; he took Lyra’s hand and kissed it.

She smiled kindly. “Explain it to Viktor, please; he’s wondering what I did to you and I think it’s something he needs to hear”, she whispered.

Arthur managed to tear his eyes away from her and looked at Viktor. “She showed me how she used to cry from frustration as a little girl, looking at my children wearing rags and hand-me-downs, how Ron had to use someone else’s unsuitable, and later broken wand, because I played with spark plugs and other muggle toys instead of providing for my family properly. She showed me her pain and impotence and rage over my negligence as a father. I know why she didn’t want to tell me, because I would have misconstrued the words. I would never think, in a million years, that it hurt her feelings so deeply and personally to see my children’s poverty. She also showed me how she sees Molly, and her role in Ron’s downfall, by enabling dependency and discouraging independence and adulthood. I felt her enormous mind and heart in pain over all of this and it feels horrible, and I can’t deny that it’s all true, because she showed me her perspective, and it’s so much wider and more perceptive, deeper than mine, it’s amazing. It’s like seeing something from all sides, when you previously saw it only in your head. It’s one thing when her father berated me, because he did it with malice and it was easy for me to dismiss it as pure nastiness of a bad man, but I can’t dismiss her.” He wiped his tears away and took a deep breath to collect himself. “Thank you for showing me this, Lyra”.

She held his hand. “I wanted to show you that I’m not angry at you out of malice. I was angry at you because I couldn’t make you see, and I couldn’t make anything better, and it hurt me. Go now, and give my love to Molly and Ginny. This was hard for me too, and I have to rest now”, she sighed.

…

Hermione and Harry came together from office and saw the two of them sitting there, in deep thought.

“What happened?”, Hermione was slightly alarmed.

“I witnessed Lyra bringing Arthur Weasley to tears by showing him her heart, and I fully understand why you worship her. I used to merely love and admire her, but now I’m just awe-struck”, her husband smiled. “I think I will start calling her my goddess as well, because it feels appropriate”.

“Please don’t”, a tear glistened in Lyra’s eye. “It’s easy enough to get me emotional even without it, pregnancy and all”, she smiled.

Hermione just came to her and embraced her in silence.