Arthur Weasley contemplates his children and their relationships. He has a difficult decision to make, will he find his own Gryffindor courage?
My first attempt at fanfiction and it's short. I think it has potential though... shuffles nervously
Arthur Weasley slowly removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose with his left hand, in an attempt to avert his incipient headache. He leaned back in the comfortable leather chair in the shed and contemplated the frenzied hotbed of hormones and emotions that had seemed to blanket his home since the war had finally ended.
There was grief, of course, the sort of desperate emptiness that came with the death of a much loved child. There was a sort of giddy joy from the wonderful news that Bill and Fleur had shared. Molly had collapsed that mealtime. Arthur smiled as he remembered the quantity of firewhiskey it had required to still her happy hysteria.
Yet with all this tragedy and joy, the aspect of his life he found most worrying was the tangled relationships of his two youngest children.
Without really registering what his hands were doing, Arthur made the muggle office chair plunge, unexpectedly, towards the floor. He chuckled quietly as he remembered the twins demanding to be spun around on this chair as children. Molly had put a stop to it that day Fred and George had snuck into the shed to play and had had an accident that nearly blinded Fred. A wry smile and a stab of loss were stifled.
He had always been the steadying influence to Molly's tempestuousness. His playfulness calmed her need to control. It had made their marriage strong and passionate.
The day was coming, he knew, that Harry was going to ask him. That man, a boy no longer, to whom the greater proportion of his family owed their lives, was going to ask for Ginny's hand in marriage.
And although Arthur could hardly bear to imagine the scene it would cause, he knew that his responsibility as a loving father was to deny that permission. Arthur's head slumped into his hands. Molly was going to kill him.