Now that all of the Weasley kids were at Hogwarts or off doing their own thing, Molly found that she had a lot of time to herself, more then she was use to. She quite often would find herself looking at a mirror, carefully going over each wrinkle, each curve and each stretch mark she had gotten over the years. At one point in her life, Molly had been like Ginny, skinny and well built up. The only thing separating her from her daughter was Molly had big curves and Ginny didn't. Having curves like she did wasn't always a bad thing, in Molly's mind. Having wide hips made it easier for her to birth all 7 of her kids and having ample breasts made it easier to nurse them. But she hadn't always had the big chest that she had at that moment, pregnancy had done that to her and as she looked closely, Molly could vaguely see stretch marks from all the times milk had filled up her breasts. Not only were there stretch marks, but also her breasts had become quite a bit softer from nursing,
They're still a pleasure to touch, Molly. You shouldn't worry about these kinds of things; I love you no matter how different you look from when we first met, you're always going to be beautiful. Arthur reassured her a few nights before. Looking at herself in the mirror at that moment, Molly wasn't entirely sure if she should believe her husband of 24 years. It wasn't the fact of what she thought of how she looked, it was the fact of what Arthur thought of how she looked. Quite frankly, Molly thought she looked good for her age and how many pregnancies she went through. She loved being able to see all the battle wounds of nurturing her kids, to be able to look at her stretch marks and remember all the memories she had raising every single one of them. Molly has always been a big woman, she had a big butt and the boobs to match but she was never 'over weight'. She wouldn't of had it any other way; to see Arthur look at her the way he does, even when she doesn't do anything, beats anything she has ever experienced. Not only does Arthur look at her for her figure, he looks at her for who she is deep inside, the nurturing, loving mum and wife that she is.
I know the ending sucks, I couldn't think of anything else to put so this is how it ended
