This is for the challenge 'The Oh Not Another Pick A Song Challenge'.
"2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake, 'Can you help me unravel my latest mistake? I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season.'"
"Mina, I don't know if I can take it any longer. Arthur's driving me nuts." The hormonal Molly said via floo to Minerva McGonagall.
"Prewett, what are you doing? It's 1:47 in the bloody morning." Minerva replied groggily as she got out of the bed.
"Arthur, he's trying to help with the baby but he's making it worse." Molly said, obviously on the verge of tears. Having just given birth the week before, Molly's hormones were still raging from the pregnancy and birth.
"Shh, everything's going to be fine. Just let Arthur do it for tonight and go to bed, if there's any more trouble I'll come over and help." Minerva replied as she wrapped her robes around her body.
"But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it."
"Hey there little one." Molly said quietly as she slowly rocked back and forth in a rocking chair, tears springing to her eyes when she noticed a curve in his lips. "You're beautiful, you know that Billy?" She added as she ran her finger over the soft skin of his cheek.
"There's a light at each end of this tunnel. You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out."
"Billy, it's time to go to sleep." Molly said as she bounced 4 year old Bill on her hip.
"But Mumma, I wanna play with my toys." He replied as he looked longingly at the toys in the corner of his room.
"It's way past your bedtime, sweetie. A boy your age needs a goodnight sleep, you know." Molly said as her voice grew in volume.
"But Mumma, look at them! They wanna be played with!" Bill said, trying to make an excuse so he wouldn't have to go to sleep.
"They can get played with in the morning, Billy boy." Molly replied, lowering her voice back down again as she set him down into his bed, his eyes dropping the moment his head hit the pillow, "I love you." She added quietly, kissing the top of his head when his eyes finally shut.
"2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song. If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to. And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd. Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud."
'My Billy, he's finally going off to Hogwarts. Oh how time flies by, it seems like just yesterday that I held him for the first time. Why? Why so soon? I wanna be able to protect my baby boy, my first born, from anything that can hurt him. But I know I won't be able to, he's becoming a young man. He has to learn to do things for himself, right?' Molly wrote in her diary the night of September 1, 1982.
I know it isn't the best song fic but i wrote this in a matter of a half hour and it's my first song fic[or at least song fic written like this] but I sorta like it thou (: