"You could always open your own clinic." Molly suggested, working at a hospital meant chaos, commotion, and a constant stream of work. "Then you could have your own hours, maybe get some more rest."
The house tended to be quiet these days. A few times, Ron and Ginny had had their friends over, but most of the time it was just the two of them, running around somewhere. It was a rather large house, not meant for only three people. A part of Molly was relieved that she didn't have to run around trying to round everyone up, but the rest of her missed those days. "Well, no one really lives here anymore. Arthur's hardly home and Ron and Ginny are somewhere...most likely playing Quidditch in the backyard, they do a lot of flying." Not that there was anything else to do now a days. "Everyone's just too busy."