A./N.: This is a short drabble for my bbf, who is quite sick today. She was in a miserable mood and hoped she could be in the Burrow with Molly. So I granted her the wish (just changed her name back to Ginny's). ;) I hope you enjoy it as much as she has. LG Ilane (Get better soon, Sarah!)
Heaven
"Oh, poor honey"
Molly said the same words over and over again for her little girl. Just hearing her mother's voice was better than any potion for Ginny. It calmed her and she soon found herself enveloped into a soft blanket of relaxed sleepiness. Molly's hand brushed softly over her forehead and down to cup her cheek lovingly. Smiling just as softly, she leaned over and pressed a kiss to Ginny's forehead.
"No fever at least," she muttered and smiled broader.
"But my throat hurts, mummy," Ginny wailed piteously. She wanted nothing more than be hugged.
"Oh, sweetheart, it will go away ... it always has," Molly reassured her little girl.
Opening her arms wide, Molly nodded to Ginny, who immediately scrabbled up and into her arms. The loving embrace brought tears to her eyes and she cursed her own sensibility, excusing it to be the allergies. Snuggling closer into her mother's form, she began to relax gradually. Closing her eyes, she tried to think of a happy place but couldn't imagine anything coming closer to heaven than this.
THE END