A/N: Written for Challenge #45 on xoxLewrahxox's Bellatrix Lestrange forum.
'Your challenge for the next two weeks is to write a story involving one or more Harry Potter Characters and a Birthday Celebration of some sort!'
200 exactly, I think.
And I hope I did justice for Molly.
I still haven't forgiven her for killing Bellatrix. (sob)
)O(
Stargazer, heart breaker, wish you were here
How will I shine anymore without your atmosphere?
My dear stargazer, don't disappear
How will I shine anymore when you're not here?
-Paloma Faith, Stargazer
)O(
Molly looks down at the cake (the one Arthur has put so much effort into), staring at the burning flames of the candles that flicker and sway.
It has been thirteen days since her brothers died; just under two horrible, empty weeks. The feeling, of course, has not gone away – the feeling that twists and turns in her slightly plump stomach – the one that churns around in her chest. To nearly everyone else in the Order, the shock and grief has disappeared – after all, it is so very unusual, at the moment, to have a day go by where no one is murdered.
"Would you like to make a wish, Molly, dear?" Arthur's hollow voice murmurs in her ear. Her sons stand beside him, and she can not bear to look at them.
She can not bear to let them see her so broken.
"I can't do it," she whispers, tears splashing down and smudging some of the icing that reads '32', "not without my big brothers here with me."
She runs from the room, past the guests, swiping the Halloween decorations out of her face, finally collapsing onto her and her husband's bed, heaving with sobs, drenching the pillows.
)O(
