molly weasley. (mollery) wrote in obliviaterpg, @ 2019-09-18 23:56:00 |
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It had been a rough few weeks for Molly Weasley. Her youngest son disappeared, she recieved his finger in the mail, finally got him back, and now Alec Dolohov might be Harry. The latter had pushed it's way to the forefront. She had long since accepted Harry's death, it hurt almost as much as Fred's. Losing a child was not something Molly had ever been prepared for, but it happened. It had almost just happened again, with Ron. And Neville-- he wasn't quite a son, but he was becoming one. So many people were family, even if they weren't blood, and she couldn't bear losing another. She wasn't sure if she could handle regaining one from the dead, either. After closing her journal on Bones' reply on Mary's entry, she decided to take tea up to where Neville Longbottom was resting. He needed it, the rest, but Molly needed answers. She let herself in, not bothering to knock. "Hello, Neville dear. How are you feeling? I brought you some tea, it will set you right. Did you tell Alec Dolohov that he's Harry?" |