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Mar 12, 2019 12:22:27 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Mar 12, 2019 12:22:27 GMT
{ } "Of course," she answered him shortly, smiling. Molly's eyes wandered around the shop, keeping her son in the corners of them so as to not lose him. She turned back to Regulus as he spoke, nodding. Molly liked sweets, though they weren't something she indulged in all the time. Honestly she preferred cakes and things of substance as opposed to actual treats like the ones found in sweet shops. Lollipops and things of that nature didn't do it for her. She smiled. The way he spoke of clotted cream, something he actually liked, made her smile a bit wider. Molly was glad that, even through this shield his parents had surrounded him with, he was able to make some decisions for himself, especially regarding things he liked or disliked. That was something to start with. "Well you'll have some now, then," Molly chimed, biting her lower lip in habit. She watched his movements towards the Shock-o-choc and chuckled, nodding that it was, in fact, okay for him to get them. Bill wanted ice cream, of course, so instead of getting something from the shop, they'd hit Florean Fortescue's before heading home. Molly did grab a couple of treats for the other children to share, since they didn't get to come out for the day. Plus, Bill had got a broom. It would be a bit too much special treatment, especially when it wasn't his birthday or anything like that, if she didn't get the other children something, too. She'd feel too bad about it. Molly nudged towards the line of people, motioning to Regulus to join her line so she could purchase his things. It certainly beat the price tag for the broomstick he'd just purchased for her son. It wasn't an equal trade, but it felt more equal than it was monetarily. "So will you have to stash these away from them?" she asked as the line moved forward. "I hope you won't get in trouble, of course."@shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Mar 12, 2019 12:12:32 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Mar 12, 2019 12:12:32 GMT
{ } Molly smiled as Emmeline mentioned Dumbledore's adventures outside of the castle. The man was always somewhere, having his hand in something. It wasn't a bad thing, though. It meant his information, specifically for The Order, could usually be relied on. When she mentioned she'd never have a house like that, Molly chuckled. "You never know," she chimed. She didn't really expect Emmeline to get so...worked up about her situation, honestly. Molly should have ate earlier, surely, but she felt okay besides a little light-headed. When Em took her by the arm and guided her off, she smiled. It was like having an actual friend. "Best we not tell him," she said when her husband's name was mentioned. Molly nodded. It being a muggle place was fine, really. She was glad she had the notice, though, because one had to be careful. "Alright, alright," she laughed nervously, heading in the direction that Vance instructed. Molly leaned back slightly onto the wall behind her as Emmeline talked on some sort of device, seemingly to herself. She turned towards Emmeline as she noted the fact of newness about the place. "Ah, well I guess I'll be one of the first witches to see it so that's cool," she said, smiling weakly. Molly was trying to be a good sport. She couldn't ignore the decor of the place as they entered. It was so cool-looking, with its underwater feel and different elements of newness. Molly smiled and slowly followed Emmeline, barely listening to her brief conversation with the man behind the bar noted as Charlie. Really, Molly didn't care what she ate, she just knew that she needed to get her sugars back up. "I really appreciate you being so nice," Molly said as she found her seat at the bar, shifting in it nervously. Emmeline really was a kind soul. The two of them were barely friends, and yet she was treating her like they'd known each other all their life. It was something that Molly surely would never forget. @shava444 MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 28, 2019 17:25:53 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 28, 2019 17:25:53 GMT
{ } "I'll gladly take it," Molly said, beaming. Even if being a mother to so many children was exhausting, she loved it and would cherish the title of mum forever. As Vance explained some of the architecture and cool details - some of which she had, in fact, not noticed - Molly's eyes looked around them. To think there were so many small intricacies that she hadn't known about was astounding. It just showed how much care people put into making sure things stayed hidden or remained well-kept secrets. Like mysteries waiting to be found out, wondering if anyone would find them. She nodded at her explanations, then chuckled as Vance mentioned who's idea it really was. "Of course Dumbledore had a hand in it."When she reacted to Molly telling her the median price of homes, Molly sighed, nodding. "Oh yeah, it's a bit ridiculous. Honestly if we didn't have so many children I'd probably be okay staying in a flat for a while, but...I think it's endearing to have children all grow up in one home. At least, I hope it'll be worth it," she explained. Maybe they would never have a large mansion or lavish grounds to stroll, but as long as they had each other and a roof over their head, Molly was certain they would be happy. She gulped before asking, "I'm not sure what business you have left around here but would you possibly want to get a drink or lunch or something? I think I'm feeling a little light-headed and might need something in me to keep me going." Molly wasn't to the point of passing out or anything of that nature, but breast-feeding took a bit of energy out of you, especially to twins, and the fact was that she may have forgotten to eat before leaving the house. Something to fuel her was definitely needed in the foreseeable future. @shava444 MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 28, 2019 15:58:09 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 28, 2019 15:58:09 GMT
{ } As they left the shop and wandered towards Honeydukes, Molly acknowledged that Regulus was hanging back from them, not necessarily with them. Molly knew why, of course - just in case someone saw. He didn't want anyone to see him with her and to a point she understood. Of course, there was a small pang in her heart that made her realize they could never be true friends, even if he had just bought her son a broom. Maybe it wasn't really in her own best interest to befriend him, given that he wanted to separate their acquaintanceship, but she still had to plant the seed of friendship regardless. Maybe he'd change. She had hope, anyway. She listened as his footsteps quickened to catch up to them as Molly reached the door. She swung it open and let Bill enter first, keeping a hand on his back as she followed. Molly turned her head over her shoulder, listening to Regulus apologize and explain himself. He didn't need to. "No problem," she answered, smiling. Bill's eyes lit up, of course, as they furthered into the crowded shop. Molly liked sweets, herself, so the trip wouldn't be just for her eldest son. Besides, she could pick up a few treats for the other children, as well; certainly Percy would go insane if he found out tha Bill had gotten a treat in addition to going out with her. "So what do you think you'll get?" she asked Regulus, turning slightly towards him while allowing Bill to browse the surrounding shelves. @shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 27, 2019 12:54:23 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 27, 2019 12:54:23 GMT
{ } Molly simply smiled, nodding and looking back down at Bill's beaming face as he was handed the box. She took it from him quickly, afraid he might lose it or drop it or break it. She couldn't have that - not yet, at least. She clung to the broom at her side, watching as Bill side-eyed it. He didn't seem to mind that she would carry it for him; after all, it might have been a little heavy for him given his frail sort of state. He wasn't a big boy at all; in fact, she often tried to force him to eat more so he'd get a little healthier looking, but to no avail. She guessed he just had a high metabolism. "I think I can understand that," she answered. She didn't like it, though. She thought, especially as a mother, that it was okay to have goals and dreams for your children, or wonder what they'll be like when they get older, but ultimately you don't have children to aspire to do what you want them to do. You have children to be a part of something bigger than yourself, like passing yourself on and creating new life. Wanting your children to succeed is obviously a parent's dream, but you also have to let them live their own lives as their own personalities willed it. She nodded, looking to the floor for a moment. She knew that his parents would hardly approve of any type of friendship started between the two of them, and maybe that wasn't what this was, but it made Molly a little sad honestly. He was obviously more than what his parents wanted for him, but it seemed...maybe Sirius was somewhat right in that he'd always do what he was told. He'd never go against the grain and be his own person and just...more him. She could tell there was more to Regulus than what his parents told him he was. He just had to embrace it. "Honeydukes will be perfect," Molly said, looking back at him and smiling. Bill jumping up and down at her side told her he agreed. She didn't mind too much taking Bill into the crowded sweetshop. Bill was the more responsible of her children, given that he was the eldest. He was always helping her around the house, playing with the other kids to keep them occupied, and basically being the best big brother she could have wished for her other children. She trusted him being out and about with her, which is why it was mainly him that got to get out of the house or get special treats. Molly didn't show favoritism though - or, at least, she hoped she didn't. "Shall we?" she said, starting towards the door. @shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 26, 2019 12:42:56 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 26, 2019 12:42:56 GMT
{ } As Regulus searched for words, seemingly to brush off the cost of the broom and also not offend her, she simply nodded. She understood what he was trying to say, even if he couldn't truly find the right words for it. "Well it's a grand gesture to me so thank you," Molly answered, smiling softly. She didn't want to push her own issues regarding funds onto him. She didn't need to put her business out there - Arthur probably wouldn't have appreciated that. Instead, she simply acknowledged his kindness, trying to compose herself. She dabbed the corners of her wet eyes, took in a deep breath and exhaled it, finding her sense of self once again. She was, however, grateful for what he'd done. Maybe she wouldn't express it fully, especially because he seemed uncomfortable with it, but Molly would never forget it. When he asked about it being annoying, she shrugged. "Well yeah - I mean...even I've had a choice in what I wanted to do growing up," Molly explained. "But I'm sure your parents know what's best for you, yeah? Just trying to guide you in the right direction of things." To be honest, Molly wasn't sure if that was true. She had never connected with his parents despite them being her aunt and uncle; there were reasons why. Pureblood families...well, typically they weren't really all that close. And Lucretia Black, her mother, and Orion Black, his father, were not particularly close siblings. Lucretia had been married into the Prewett family, which was Pureblood by nature but not a dignified family. And when Molly married a Weasley, even though a Pureblood family as well, it all but cut the ties she had to her uncle Orion and his wife, and thereby her cousins. "Oh no problem at all, I completely understand," she retorted, a knot growing in her stomach. He seemed anxious now, uneasy. Maybe she shouldn't have offered for him to visit. Maybe it was too soon. She had pushed him away, not knowing that her words would do that. When he began gathering his things, she frowned. "Wait I - at least maybe let me buy you lunch or something to thank you? A Butterbeer?" she offered, rubbing the top of Bill's head while her other hand rummaged nervously through her pocket. Molly hadn't intended to make him feel uncomfortable so she felt bad. She didn't want their conversation cut short after his kind nature; she wanted to explore it further, but maybe that was her shot long gone. @shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 26, 2019 12:28:11 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 26, 2019 12:28:11 GMT
{ } Molly nodded, shrugging. "You never really can tell what will happen, though it's a disturbing thought," she answered. Surely children muddled up in darker sorts of acts wasn't a prospect that anyone wanted to think of. What if you had to, because there was no other option, kill a child due to it killing others? Surely that would take a hard stomach. "If you ask other people they'll probably say I'm the one keeping the population up," she chuckled, though she knew it was true. Most people had two or three kids, perhaps four and that was considered plenty. Molly and Arthur were now on five, and they wanted at least one more to add to their bunch. Of course at the moment Molly would probably be against having another, just for the simple fact that she was so tired and needing of a break, but at the end of the day they loved their large family they were creating. She certainly could acknowledge it wasn't for everyone, though. She seemed to have peak an interest in Emmeline as she asked about the house searching. "Well I don't go in the houses or anything like that, more just..browsing the neighborhood, looking at the homes from the outside kind of thing. He does it on his own, as well, sometimes, but we also do it together. It just so happened that today I got...well, a little overwhelmed at home. So, he offered to watch all the kids while I got some air, and that led me here."Molly could have smacked herself. "Of course you didn't mean...in an actual tree," she said, almost defeated, then chuckled at herself. "Even in a tree trunk, I think that's pretty cool. Much more interesting than a regular flat or something, right?" she chimed. Molly would never have the opportunity to do something so cool and independent like living on her own in some weird, random place like a village in Romania or something. Emmeline was blessed in that regard. Aside from being in the Order, she really could do just about anything with her life that she wanted. Nodding, Molly saw she got through to Vance in that house hunting wasn't all the glory it was cracked up to be. Granted, they were on the poorer side which is what had taken them so long. Coupled that with all of their children and, well, it was hard to make ends meet and also save. Then there was Christmas, birthdays...there was always something. "It's something in the range of 51,980 Galleons, depending on what you're looking for," she said, shrugging. "That's about what we're looking for anyway, since we need something decently sized and we'd love some land."@shava444 MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 25, 2019 14:30:14 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 25, 2019 14:30:14 GMT
{ } "That's fair," Molly said, nodding. Particularly if people weren't familiar with newborns and the like, but she thought most people assumed new mothers would hide away in their homes for weeks on end. Molly wasn't the sort of person for that. She craved nature, peace, and a sense of wonder. She wanted to maintain her own independence despite having children. It was, notably, getting harder, though. It was easier to get someone to watch one or two children, but five? She knew her escapades without them would be slim. She chuckled. Vance was funny. "Yeah, I think so, too," she remarked, about her comment of children not being involved in the darker sort of things. Molly wasn't oblivious; there were children who did get involved in some things, particularly by being forced or guided by their parents. Still, it wasn't like the Order was going to show up and see a couple of seven-year-olds sporting illegal wands and doing dark magic. That just simply didn't happen. Molly laughed once more, shaking her head. "Bit more complicated than that, dear. So I've got Bill who is eight and Charlie, six, so neither of them can just be put in a play pen. They sort of roam the house and though they're pretty smart, they're still kids - gotta keep a close eye on them or they'll disappear or break something. Percy is two but honestly he's the easiest right now - he'll sit and read or draw for hours if you let him. But the twins, Fred and George, well, they're babies, obviously. They take a lot of time and care," she said, then quickly looked away. Talking about her children made her miss them - especially with the crazy hormones she was experiencing after giving birth. She could tell, though, that Vance wasn't particularly fond of children, nor of talking about them, so she cleared her throat and put more emphasis into their blooming conversation of house-hunting. "Ah, that's nice to hear! See I'm not a huge designer or anything like that so I don't necessarily know the terminology and all for houses, I just sort of know what I like aesthetically, things like that," she rambled. She listened to her note her own living situation and nodded. Molly wasn't one to judge. "Honestly? That sounds fun," Molly said, chuckling. When she said something about the funds, she sighed. "We've been saving for six years now. Still have a little ways to go but...it's hard renting a flat when you have five children, plus I think we want one more so...I'd really like to have a home for all of us. I guess it's silly but I just want to have that true home for my kids to come back to when they're grown, a home I can have made a home and know that's where I raised them, loved them...the dream, I guess," she explained, then bit her lower lip. Saying it out loud made it sound more romanticized of a notion than reality. But, for Molly, it was a dream - something she hoped she could make come true for her family's sake. @shava444 MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 25, 2019 13:54:21 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 25, 2019 13:54:21 GMT
{ } Molly overheard Regulus talk about practicing steering with knees with Bill and practicing on horses. Great. She was sure Arthur would love that, pulling up to some muggle farm and questioning about the use of a broom for reasons other than flying. She smirked just thinking about it. Was she okay with him getting on a horse, even? Well...perhaps it was less likely for danger than a broomstick was, surely. Molly took note of it and shoved into the filing system that was her mess of a mind. It happened too fast for her to refuse. Regulus commented on the price of the broom being so low and took it to the counter, paying for it himself. She quickly left Bill's side, gulping and shaking her head. "Really, you don't have to do that, I-I can get it of course," she stammered, though it seemed it was for nothing as the clerk was already boxing it after having taken Regulus' money. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes. It was too helpful, too generous of him to do such a thing. Molly felt her arms shaking slightly. She wanted to reach out to him, to hug him tightly, but she figured that would be too much. Still, she had to do something. "You really shouldn't have," she said quietly, swallowing her pride. "But thank you...from the bottom of my heart, thank you," Molly uttered. She ran a hand through her hair then watched as Bill joined her at her side, his beaming face screaming his happiness to the world. She smiled and looked back at Regulus, nodding. "Well your lack of choices is quite annoying, I'll admit, but you made a good one with the one you were given," she noted. Molly grinned when he said they were family. So, he did know. She fake-coughed, trying to compose herself and not melt into a puddle of emotional mess. Her hormones from her recent birth were running wild, of course, so that was to be expected. "I hope you'll remember that, too. Our flat isn't lavish or grand by any means but...you're always welcome in it," she said. Molly meant it, too. Maybe he and Sirius didn't get along well - and while her 'seriously' joke wasn't intended, it was a bit funny given who she was speaking to - but Molly had hope maybe things could change. Maybe things could be better between them. Things were dark in the world around them and growing darker by the minute. They needed to stick together in that time. @shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 25, 2019 3:01:33 GMT
{ } It was apparent to her that Emmeline Vance had no idea that a fellow Order member would show up here, of all places. It was also apparent that, aside from her shock, she wasn't fond of it, either. To be frank, Molly had zero inclination as to what was going on, nor did she really care. If Vance was doing something she wasn't supposed to - well, that was up to her. She was an adult and capable of making her own decisions. And while Molly cared about the well-being of her friends, even acquaintances that she knew from the Order, she didn't want anyone thinking she was so curious about others' business that she'd get into it or tattle about it. She chuckled, shaking her head. "Giving birth isn't a death sentence, ya know?" Molly said, grinning. "The twins are doing fine, I'm fine. It's been a few weeks now and honestly? I'm exhausted and just needed to get out of the house. Five kids will...well, it'll really take a lot out of you," she said, dwelling on the thought of her chaotic household as she looked at the ground. Molly loved her children, she really did, but it was a lot. It really was. She wanted more kids, too, but at that point Molly wasn't sure she could do it. Molly ran a hand through her hair. The weight on her heart tempted to reduce her to a puddle, but she sucked it up, looked back at Vance, and smiled her usual smile. "As for what I'm doing here specifically, well, Arthur and I have been looking for houses, as you might have heard through the grapevine. We've been looking for a while now, still not ready but...sometimes it's nice to just browse. I like to walk different neighborhoods - it gives me some peace from the chaos of all the crying at home," Molly said, smiling. "It's our dream to finally own our own home. Hopefully it'll happen soon." Molly paused, looked around, then raised an eyebrow. "What about you?"@shava444 MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 25, 2019 2:51:37 GMT
{ } Molly nodded. She didn't know too much about having familial restrictions, other than the snide comments her mom tried to steer at her. Ignatius Prewett was a great father, a great man. Even now, he lent a hand with the children and came around often, giving her and Arthur money when they really, truly needed it. She didn't like taking it, though. It felt like cheating life. Her parents weren't so incredibly rich that they could just blow it on things they didn't need, but they were well enough off. "I think I can understand what you mean by that," she said. There was a darker undertone by what he said, but she wanted to keep the conversation mostly light. Maybe if he could see the positive nature about her, he'd be more willing to not only embrace it, but match it. She listened to him talk about the equipment, nodding but really she didn't understand much of it. It wasn't like she was dumb, of course, but Molly didn't know much about the ins and outs of Quidditch itself. She'd simply never been prompted to learn about it. It was never anything she found too interesting to concern herself with. Going to watch games was exciting, but she'd never had the initiative to learn it. As he asked if they needed help picking out a broom, she almost brushed him off - until he took the opportunity to head over to Bill and begin the conversation with him anyway. She sighed, in relief more than anything, then smiled. What was bad about him, again? Bill looked up at Regulus with that twinkle in his eye and it was a moment in time that Molly had to simply stand back and watch. It was great how good with Bill he was; the way he spoke about the brooms indicating his knowledge about them, but also talking in a way that was neither babying Bill nor above his head so he couldn't understand. Clearly, Bill had read loads of books about brooms before, and he nodded inquisitively. He understood what Regulus was saying, making 'oooh okay!' every so often after Regulus' words. Molly simply smiled. She nodded when he said to get Bill lessons. That was probably a great idea, actually. She wasn't sure how many lessons they'd be able to afford and in what time frame, but surely they could manage something. She watched as Regulus picked out a broom, hoping it wasn't too expensive. It was used, of course, so hopefully it wasn't too bad. "Well that's unfortunate. You're so knowledgeable about it, I mean," she answered, giving him a small smile. "Seriously, thank you for all of your help. I'm not sure we would have made the best decision without it," Molly said. "So do you like that one, Bill?" she asked, grinning at her oldest child. His consistent nodding told her all she needed to know. @shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 23, 2019 2:51:36 GMT
{ } Molly was, frankly, surprised that Regulus recognized her and even knew her by name. It wasn't a bad thing, though. Well, unless she was on Voldemort's list and Sirius ended up being right - then maybe she was playing right into the scheme. Nah. She really didn't think that was the case, and if she did, she wouldn't have put her kids in harm's way by even speaking to him. "Right," she confirmed, smiling gently at him. "Ah yeah, I know all about them. They're the worst," she said, looking over the equipment he was looking to buy. If Molly was truthful she knew little about Quidditch. Of course she'd gone to games while at school because everyone else did, too, but she didn't know much about the sport itself. She was too busy painting or writing poetry by the lake, or snogging Arthur. Honestly she enjoyed the sport, just not enough to really learn about it or learn how to play. She didn't get the same welcoming feeling others did on a broomstick. In fact, it pretty much terrified her to bits. She nodded, smiling once more, as she often did. "Yeah about a year - you've grown quite a bit since last I saw you, actually," she said, then bit her lip. "I mean not to call you like a kid or anything it's just that...oh nevermind," Molly murmured, her eyes setting on Bill who was admiring, too intently for her liking, at one of the brooms in the case. She sighed as she heard Regulus' words, nodding in response to them. "Really he's even too young for it," she sighed. There was no talking Arthur out of letting their kids explore their desires. He encouraged it - and other things she wished he wouldn't. It frightened her what he might encourage when they got a bit older, but Molly knew she'd have to face that when the time came. For now, she was just trying to protect her babies, and putting an eight-year-old on the back of the broom wasn't her fondest idea. Still, it was conflicting; the light in Bill's eyes at the prospect of just learning to fly was enough to fill her heart. She watched as Regulus dropped his coins into his pocket - quite a few coins, and far too many to be so careless about it. She gulped. She and Arthur were so tight on money, having been saving for years for their future home, and to watch someone spend it so carefree made her jealous. She smiled, though. It just wasn't their time. "I'm sure he's going to be knocking into loads of things, just hopefully not his head," Molly answered, chuckling. She was serious, though. "So are you wanting to play professionally or is it just a hobby? Or somewhere in between?" she asked, making sure to watch Bill out of the corner of her eye. @shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 22, 2019 20:19:58 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 22, 2019 20:19:58 GMT
Ah yeah that actually makes a lot of sense! JUNIER OF GS + ADOX
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Feb 22, 2019 20:18:18 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 22, 2019 20:18:18 GMT
{ } Molly was exhausted beyond belief. Fred and George's recent arrival had been a surprise; they'd come three weeks early. Thankfully the boys were fine, but their home had been a bit hectic after the birth, especially because they weren't completely mentally prepared for it. Arthur had offered to stay at home with the children (though his parents were coming to help so he wouldn't be alone, shocker) while Molly was offered the opportunity to get out of the house. While what she really wanted to do was catch up on some much-needed sleep, she imagined that a bit of a walk wouldn't be too terrible of an idea. She dressed in a pair of black leggings and a loose-fitted blouse, adding a matching bow to her hair. She looked fairly presentable considering she'd given birth just a few weeks ago, especially when she felt like being in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Molly kissed Arthur goodbye, practically unstuck Charlie from round her legs, then slipped out the door, listening to Charlie wail from inside. It touched her heart a bit to know her children missed her when they were apart, but dear Merlin did she not miss the sound of the crying as she distanced herself from their flat. Looking at homes was a past-time Molly had seemed to come to enjoy, especially since her and Arthur were finally nearing the possibility at purchasing their first home. They certainly needed it with all of the children they had, but it was more than that. Molly was a family-oriented sort of person. She, mostly, enjoyed the life she was creating with Arthur and their children. But, when you had such a life, one wanted to set a foundation for it, particularly in a home you can call your own for years and years. That was the dream she had in mind - raising her children in a place she could mark their heights for years to come and look at them after they'd up and gone and grown up. Molly wanted a place of security, a place to call their home. They were on their way to accomplishing that dream, it just hadn't been claimed yet. She found herself in London, in a neighborhood unfamiliar. It was quaint, she had to admit. Molly didn't really have a preference if they lived in a Muggle or Wizard community, though she did realize that having so many children might present a problem when it came to preserving the secrecy of their magical status. Bill had recently expressed an interest in Quidditch, after all, and Arthur was always muddling around with Muggle things he could get his hands on. The last thing they needed was for Arthur to steal a neighbor's cat and send it flying through the air for the world to see. No...perhaps they should remain in a Wizarding community. Still, browsing the various houses and admiring their shapes, colors, and other such attributes gave Molly a sense of excitement. It gave her ideas, as well. Arthur hated when Molly got ideas, mostly because it cost him money and a headache to top. Molly couldn't help it, though. She knew she was dangling a carrot in front of her own face by looking at homes they could probably never afford, yet it was enjoyable. There was no denying that. It wasn't expected, however, when she caught sight of someone familiar - Emmeline Vance. Molly immediately maneuvered her way to where she was, instantly smelling alcohol cutting through the fresh breeze. "Fancy seeing you here," Molly said gleefully, smiling at the girl. They weren't exactly friends but they were, of course, allies. Being sided with the Order and knowing its dealings meant you became acquainted with people you might not otherwise have ever met. Emmeline was much younger than Molly, and her demeanor was one of stoic and frankly down, so as much as Molly felt for her, it was a bit hard to get to know her. Still, that never stood in the way of Molly trying to befriend people before. And considering they were on the same side of things, all she could do was attempt to be there for her. "Come here often?" she mused. @shava444 MADE BY VEL OF GS
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Feb 22, 2019 19:52:04 GMT
Post by Molly Weasley on Feb 22, 2019 19:52:04 GMT
{ } "He's much too young for that sort of thing!" Molly said frantically as Bill jumped up and down on his tip-toes between her and Arthur. Of course he wanted so desperately to learn to play Quidditch. Molly was trying to remind Arthur that 1. Bill was only eight-years-old and 2. they couldn't afford anything extra at the moment. She scoffed and went to the bassinet by the couch, picking up a crying Fred and holding him close, rocking back and forth on her heels. After Arthur light-heartedly making statements of him being just a typical boy, Bill begging, Fred crying bloody murder in her arms and Percy making train noises on the floor, Molly had had enough. "Fine! Get your coat, then!" she finally said, shushing Fred back to sleep and placing him back in the bassinet. She held her hand out for Arthur to give her the money, threw it into her pants pocket, then took Bill's hand and headed out of their way-too-tiny flat. Molly couldn't wait to finally move into their home. They'd been saving for what seemed like forever, but there was always something that came up as to why they couldn't get that last bit of money for it. Molly held Bill's hand as they walked down the street, the smile on his face bringing one to her own. She was just a bit too protective, a bit too desireable for him to stay her little boy. She gulped and finally stopped, kneeling in front of him. "Now you're sure this is what you want? I don't want to pay for this broom and have to take it back if you don't want it," she cautioned. Bill excitedly confirmed his want of the broom. She nodded, then took his hand once more. "The cheapest one you can get," Arthur's words hummed in her head as they entered the shop in Hogsmeade. Bill immediately ran free from her grip and over to the collection of broomsticks. Molly gulped. She didn't really think he was big enough to be on a broom, but Arthur's wild ideas always led them to places she wasn't comfortable with. Half the time, though, he was right. Molly at least had to admit that he was the fun one. She didn't mind that, though. She wasn't there to have fun all the time; she was there to make sure the kids ate, had clean clothes, and were kept alive. After all that was done, they could have fun. She stepped further into the shop and caught a glance of someone familiar - Regulus Black. They were cousins by marriage, of course, but their age difference meant they didn't grow up together and weren't particularly close. In fact they had primarily seen their parents weren't close at all so that trickled down to them. Even though Molly had married a Pureblood, the Weasley family wasn't viewed as very elitist, so those of the Black family that she was related to typically were distant from her. Still, Molly knew he was famil, and from what she'd heard from Sirius about him made her not only curious, but worried. Could he really be so bad as to lean to work for Voldemort? Sirius seemed to think so, but Molly wasn't sure. Then again, Sirius would have known him better than she would. Still, Molly liked to give people the benefit of the doubt unless they were obscenely bad people. "Regulus," she greeted him, nodding. She wasn't sure if he'd even really remember her, or the fact they were related, but Molly decided reaching out was better than ignoring him. She knew people who'd been abandoned by their families and turned out bad because of it. What if by her entertaining conversation with him, she could prevent him from being a 'bad' person as Sirius described? She didn't have to go on a tyrade or rant about saving his soul, but if indirectly she helped the Order by taking away a supporter from Voldemort, that would surely be a good thing. @shava MADE BY VEL OF GS
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