As Arthur Weasley waited in line for his turn, his gaze wondered to the other students. There was a dark haired Slytherin grinning at him. His eyes seemed full of evil. Arthur shuddered and turned away. A couple students in front was a small, plump little girl with fiery red hair tied back in pigtails. She was chatting happily to a girl next to her.
"Prewett, Molly!" Called the teacher. The red headed girl twirled up to the sorting hat and smiled as it was placed on her head. Arthur heard the Slytherin boy snigger a rude comment to a younger student. He didn't understand why anyone would do such a thing. Molly was placed in Gryffindor, the very house he hoped to join. As she twirled past in stunning robes of black, her hair spinning out like a halo, Arthur decided two things; he was going to take that Slytherin boy down, and marry Molly. Hopefully not at the same time.