molly_wobbler (molly_wobbler) wrote in breaking_point, @ 2010-02-20 01:58:00 |
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RP: Shell Cottage after the Attack
Who: Molly Weasley, Fred Weasley, Lots and lots of Weasleys and Potters.
Where: Shell Cottage
When: 20 February, early early am
Rating/Warnings: N/A
Summary: The family mourns.
Molly sat in front of the fire, a warm blanket wrapped snugly around her. Hermione had brought her. Fleur had kept her. She had a blanket, and tea, and her wand; she hadn't let it go, refusing to allow anyone to take it once she'd realised that she hadn't found her own wand in the dirt, but Arthur's. Hers must be lying somewhere...
Trampled. Broken. Somewhere.
Molly shivered, a tingle running through her again, and she remembered the thick smoke. The coughing. Gideon. Arthur. The unstoppable pain of the curse. The horror of watching her brother fall. Worse still, her husband.
And her children. They were there. Fighting to put out the fires. Fighting to save their homes. George. Angelina... She sobbed once, thinking of Alex and Roxanne, now motherless. George, a widower...
She was a widow...
It hardly seemed real. Molly nodded numbly as Fleur asked her a question, then patted her hand. Maman, you are not 'earing me... Molly nodded again, pulling the blanket around herself, wiping her eyes with one corner.
This was the worst of bad dreams.