A/N: This is dedicated to AccioDraco43 and Andromeda2000, for letting me use Anthony and Andro's version of Molly :)
I'm sorry it's short but, I promise the next chapter will be longer :)
Molly sighed. She was regretting signing up to help tutor students .She was fine helping second years with their Herbology and Potions essays but a boy in her own year…She glanced at her watch. Whoever it was, she checked the list, Anthony Bosworth, whoever he was, was late. She vaguely knew who Anthony was, he sat in front of her in Potions. She was just about to leave when a tall blonde haired boy ran in, red faced and panting. "Sorry I'm late… Quidditch practice over ran."
Molly smiled slightly. "Okay. Let's go in so we're not wasting more time." Anthony nodded, smiling brightly at went in, putting her bag on a table. "Sit here." she told Anthony. "What do we start with?"
Anthony plopped down by her grumbling "Charms I guess." he muttered.
"Perfect!" Molly took out her wand and focused on the books they may need. "Accio. Accio. Accio. Accio." Four books flew to their table. "Here. Now, from what point did you stop understanding anything?"
"Second year." Anthony mumbled, half joking.
"Seriously?" Molly asked.
"Pretty much." Anthony sighed. Molly sighed and started explaining. She talked for about thirty minutes and then stopped. "Any questions?" Anthony had fallen asleep. Molly looked at him for two seconds before understanding. She wrote a note. 'Next time, go to your dorm and sleep instead of making me work for hours without you noticing anything.' She got up, hit him lightly with one of the books to wake him up and went to put the books away. Anthony started and woke up. He yawned, then read the note sighing and looking around for her. Molly was still putting away books and then passed at the table to retrieve her bag. "Molly!" Anthony said, standing up. "Sorry for falling asleep..."
"Yeah, whatever, you know what? Just go and sleep, maybe you'll remember something else that you should do." Molly said, irritated, taking all of the schemes she had just worked so hard on and stuffed them in her bag. "Molly..." Anthony said as he stood up. "I'm really sorry..." She took it back. "No, listen really, sleep on it, maybe you'll remember." she told him putting the last piece of scrap paper in her bag. Anthony sighed "I'm sorry..."
Molly sighed. "See you tomorrow." she said.
"Sure." Anthony smiled.
"Don't be late." Molly added. "Now go sleep and get your memory back." she added, going straight for the dorm. Anthony sighed and slumped in his chair, falling slowly asleep again.