Molly Weasley (ex_mollywobb723) wrote in _ravenhurst_, @ 2011-03-12 15:53:00 |
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[[Who:]] Molly Weasley
[[What:]] Making dinner
[[Where:]] The Burrow
[[When:]] Evening
[[Rating:]] PG
[[Status:]] Open ~ Open to All; Multiple threads welcome
Molly had a great day at the Burrow. The kids always made her smile, no matter how sad she really was feeling. When she was home at night, like now, she forced herself to smile. She had learned many years ago that frowning or showing her sadness simply didn't do any good at all and only made the sadness heavier and harder to carry. At least with a smile on her face, no matter how difficult or forced, the weight of everything felt lighter.
Taking her single person dinner, Molly sat at the table she had magicked from her home at the original Burrow. The fact that this table came to her so easily saddened her further and also frightened her. If the family was there, no one would have let this table go without following along to investigate. The table had been sitting in this dining room area for a solid week and still no one.
Molly ate her food feeling a bit morose. She flicked her wand absently and Celestina Warblur began singing one of her favorite songs. A tear rolled slowly down her cheek.