The Jumbled Thoughts of Molly Weasley
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Summary- Molly Weasley's thoughts on the war, her family, Sirius, and her goal to keep her life together.
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No one knew how terrible the feeling was. The thought of your son, daughter, or husband never coming home.
Sometimes I would stand for hours on end, watching the clock, just waiting for one of the hands to slip from 'Mortal Peril' to 'Dead'.
Our family survived the first war, but what are the chances we will make it through the next?
With Charlie being in Romania, Bill working for Gringotts, Fred and George alone in a simple flat in Diagon Alley, Percy(Oh Perce...) Working for the minister, and the children at school, I tend to get overwrought with anxiety.
I cannot even fathom the thought of losing my family again. After Gideon and Fabian... I just couldn't bare it.
I cry my self to sleep almost every night, Arthur comforting me. I know he feels the same as I do, but he is much more stronger. I know he feels the ice cold fear of losing one of our children, or even Harry or Hermione, whom over the last few years, have been starting to feel more and more like my own children every day.
I know Sirius was bitter because of this. My cousin had wanted to raise Harry, but he was ripped away from him during the time he needed a child to take his grief-filled thoughts away. Instead he got the opposite, and didn't live to see his freedom.
We have lost so many already. I just hope my family will not be torn apart during You-Know-Who's reign.