Little Molly Prewett, with her floof of red hair and her twin big brothers, was born in a little manor, with ivy growing over most of it and blocky writing telling her that her soulmate was the littlest Weasley boy, Arthur. The parents nod and exchange letters of acknowledgment, but they decide to let the infants meet in their own time.
Little Molly Prewett, with her bright brown eyes and her Mother's trunk clutched in her eleven year old hands, got on the Hogwarts Express and sat in a compartment with three other little terrified first years.
Little Molly Prewett, with a hat dropped over her eyes, and it didn't take more than a second before it's shouting Gryffindor and she knew what it was going to be her whole life. She watched the boy from the long table, the boy, who the magic in her blood and her spine tell her is her destiny, got sorted with her. Her big eleven year old lion heart, stuffed into her little eleven year old body, does a flip over this. The other half of her soul is brave too.
Little Molly Prewett, with her big twin brothers and her broom in her third year hands, raced through the air and all three crow in laughter, red hair flying. Little Molly Prewett, who's nearly as big as she's ever going to get, with her brothers, who are bigger than she is and ruffle her hair every opportunity they get.
Little Molly Prewett, bumping shoulders with tall skinny Arthur Weasley at a quidditch game. She knocks the glasses of his face and the breath out of his lungs, because Arthur's been watching little Molly Prewett, who's the biggest thing in his eyes. Curious Arthur Weasley who knew that his destined was going to be in his year, who read muggle books about what they thought about those simple words written on his back.
Curious Arthur Weasley, born in a hospital, and brought home to the burrow and three older brothers, who all crowd around to look at him.
Curious Arthur Weasley, who gave his mother his fair share of grey hair, running away to the muggle towns nearby, who wondered if that little girl that he has seen holding her mother's hand will like the non-magic magical things just as much as he does. He decided that she doesn't have to, as long as she listens to him when he talks for hours about them.
They fall in love over cups of butter beer, over quidditch, over bravery. They fall in love to Celestina Warbeck. They fall in love at thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen. They get married the summer after Hogwarts, in a little chapel, with their five red headed big brothers.
His parents die and his brothers move out, and the littlest brother with his little wife get the house, because they're the only ones who want it. They have a little baby boy at the beginning of a big, big, war. Little Molly Prewett Weasley, with her red hair and her twin big brothers, watches them become Order members, and Little Molly Prewett Weasley, with her brown eyes (just like theirs) watches her brothers go to fight. Little Molly Prewett Weasley, youngest of three, hears that she is now one while holding Percy on her hip and twins in her belly.
The soulmate sweethearts, Little and Curious, with their big lion hearts open their home to vigilantes and make shift soldiers, bring home six more babies and take one to Hogwarts, they raise their sons in terror and their daughter in joyous peace. They're gonna grow old together in that crooked odd house, gonna die wearing the sweaters that she knits them, Little and Curious together.