AN: Written for Ralinde's Pairing Diversity Boot Camp to the prompt picture perfect. Have some Roxanne/Molly II fluff
Snapshots:
"Molly, come on! I think I found our spot." Roxanne looked over her shoulder to see her cousin staggering behind her. She was far up on the grassy knoll and looking behind her she could still see Molly trekking up.
"I'm coming!" The redhead called, a little bit annoyed that her cousin seemed to have taken off leaving her to carry the picnic basket. The two girls had decided to go on a picnic, a sort of secret date if you will. Their parents knew that the two of them were going on a picnic but since they were cousins, they didn't think anything past that.
Finally making her way up the hill, Molly smiled and set their basket down. "It certainly is nice up here." She looked over at Roxanne, grinning. "Almost picture perfect, don't you think?"
The dark haired girl shook her head. "What is it with you and pictures? You can never seem to get enough."
Molly had a habit of taking pictures of everything. Of course, there was nothing wrong with it but sometimes it got on the nerves of her cousins and other people that she was constantly snapping pictures of. "It's an art form, Roxy. Who knows, maybe one day I'll be a photographer for the Daily Prophet." She joked, letting the hand that was holding the camera fall down by her side.
Roxanne only grinned, as she picked up the basket once more. "Like I said I think here's the perfect spot." She commented as she got out the blanket and setting it on the grass, sitting on it the next moment.
The redheaded Gryffindor nodded and sat across from her cousin, still grinning. Roxanne dug into the basket, pulling out different foods for them to eat, fixing them both a different plate of food. It was eaten rather quickly, both girls hungry from the walk it took the two of them to get there. The rest of the afternoon being perfect for cloud gazing. The two of them laying there in the grass, looking up at the sky and watching as the clouds went by.
Molly let out a soft sigh as she laid there watching the clouds, Roxanne watching Molly. The dark haired witch staring at the beautiful girl next to her. Today and on moments like these, they belonged to each other instead of just being cousins.
The camera lay there sitting by the picnic basket. A third person missing to capture the picture perfect moment.