Molly Weasley tended a garden filled with some of the prettiest exotic flowers, a different type for all her granddaughters. Each had some special meaning to her. No one knew what magic it was, as the plants all needed a huge range of living conditions and were perpetual bloomers, always bright and perfect.
Pristine, white lilies for Lily, besides it being her name, the flower represented the hope she has for Lily, who is wild and unrestrained, to come back and be the little, adorable, innocent girl whose only dream was to be a unicorn. Molly would take her in any form.
The deepest red roses were for Rose, a shy, quiet girl who always dreamt of romance, and meeting her prince at Hogwarts, just like her mum. She is often overlooked for her more noticeable cousins (either rambunctious or part Veela), though she is no less perfect. They were planted in the hopes that someday, when she's ready, a boy will sweep her off her feet and make her feel like the queen she is.
Molly's representative was the Indian Mallow, as they were a beautiful, rich yellow that was definitely symbolic of the sunshine she brought to life. She brightened the days of the adults with her non-stop cuddles. She was the optimistic one of the bunch, finding good in the darkest of places. Her grandmum hoped that little Molly will always find joy and wonder in the most mundane things.
Ixora Coccinea for little Lucy, small, bright blooms of scarlet petals, bunched together in bursts, like the energy Lucy exuded. She was the one who could get even the oldest Weasleys on their feet, playing some ridiculous game she made up just to bond. She was always bright and attention grabbing, just like her sister. Molly hoped she could cultivate her boundless energy and love into something that wouldn't leave her exhausted in ten minutes.
Dominique's orchids were white, a pure luminescent white, because she is so untainted, untouched and innocent. The flowers are pure, unadulterated attention seekers and so is her Dominique; a content, spoiled beauty, naïve to the troubles of the wizarding world. Molly can't help but hope she stays that way.
Victoire is given white tulips, they are the oldest and Molly's favorite, though she doesn't tell her girls that. She poured all her hopes for the wizarding world into those tulips, planted on Victoire's birth, exactly one year after the end of the war.
She pleaded with all the magic in her being that her first grandchild grow up in a happy world. She does. It is just a coincidence that Victoire uses white tulips in her bouquet as she walked down the aisle to be forever with Teddy.
Roxanne has pink Bleeding Hearts, they're beautiful, but one touch and Roxy is itching like crazy. They seem to be the favorites of all the Weasleys except Roxy, who thinks the pink is too vivid and the shape makes her think of fat flamingoes. Molly thinks that the flower is perfect for her. Roxanne always wants to save to helpless, a bit like her uncle Harry. She's the one who brought home wounded animals, (once even a garden gnome), and when she was born, she was as pink as one of the blossoms. She's also a bit reckless with herself, so its almost fitting that she is allergic to her own flower. Molly hopes that no matter the road she takes, Roxy will keep that need to help others, human or animal.
So Molly, matriarch of the Weasley clan, tends her garden, cultivates her flowers, pruning browning leaves and damaged blooms, keeping away bugs and illness, pouring into them her love and hope for the girls, the bunch of daughters she was finally gifted.
A/N-boredom+insomnia=writing.