Molly was beyond worried about her friend. She knew how traumatic Lily's experience had been, but it had been weeks and she didn't seem to be getting better. Oh yes, to the common eye Lily was all smiles and fire, but Molly knew her too well to buy it. She was terribly unhappy, and Molly couldn't stand to see her friend that way.
Between the kidnapping and that Potter boy, no wonder she's in a funk.
It wasn't like Molly to skip classes, but she would do almost anything for Lily. She made a quick stop at the kitchens on her way up to the room, and loaded herself down with non-melting ice cream, two spoons, and enough whipping cream and chocolate syrup to keep them in sundaes for days. She pushed the door open to their room, and frowned when she saw her friend lolling on the bed.
"Alright, up! I've got moping food, and two good ears."