Re: Ginny/Molly
"Here you go," She passed Molly the mug of tea and then curled up next to her, her head resting on her mum's shoulder like she'd used to do when she was young and Molly was telling her stories before bedtime.
"I'm sorry, mum. I wish we could have done something," she said, hoping Molly could here the sincerity in her voice through the pain of her grief. "If you need anything then you let me know, okay? Harry and I are both here for you, the children too."
Her voice cracked. "I-It doesn't seem right that dad's gone. It feels like he's gone to the Ministry and he'll be back any minute."