A/N: i wrote this is about a half hour & it's unbetaed but i'm really proud of it nonetheless!

Molly hated how she felt after giving birth. She felt with each and every pregnancy, her cellulite worsened, her hips widened and her breasts sagged more. But each time she brought it up with Arthur, he disagreed with her. Even to the point where he would grow angry with her and that summer night, four days after giving birth to their seventh and final baby, was no different.

Molly was looking at herself in the mirror. She was wearing nothing but her undergarments and nightgown. She really had no idea what she was doing. She had given birth only four days before. But she couldn't resist the urge to run her hands down her once flat stomach, stretched by six pregnancies or cup her once firm breasts, softened by seven suckling mouths. All she wanted was to look like she did when she first got together with Arthur. To have the body she once had so much pride in. She loved her kids, more then anything in the world but she hated what they did to her body (what she didn't know yet was that eventually, she would come to term with her body and believe her cellulite, stretch marks and widened hips were battle wounds that brought back so many amazing memories).

Molly was so deep in her thoughts that she hadn't heard her husband of over a decade walk into the bedroom.
"Molls," he said, startling his wife out of her thoughts. "Sorry," he said as he closed the gap between himself and Molly. "What are you doing?" he asked when he was standing directly behind her, looking at her reflection through the mirror.
"Nothing," she said, trying to hide the truth. But Arthur saw right through her. He knew her better then anyone else.
"Molly," he said sternly, "you're the most beautiful woman I've ever met. I don't care about your cellulite or your widened hips. You'll always be my Mollywobbles." He never understood why Molly thought so badly about herself. To him she would always be that beautiful girl he met at Hogwarts.

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he turned her around in his embrace and kissed her forehead before hugging her tightly. Molly, without hesitation, hugged Arthur back. He always knew how to make her feel better, even if she didn't quite believe what he said about her.
"How can you still love me after six pregnancies?" Molly whispered. She hoped he didn't hear her but she knew he had.

"Did you miss what I just said?" Arthur asked as he pulled away and cupped her face with his hands. "You haven't changed a bit in my eyes. You're still that bombshell I met in Hogwarts." He then planted a soft kiss on Molly's lips. If she wouldn't listen to a word he was saying, he might as well show her how he felt about her.

Feeling the kiss deepen, Molly pulled away. She looked away from Arthur's gaze. He was giving her that look he gave her. The one he only gave her.
"Do you believe me?" Arthur asked after a few seconds. When Arthur spoke, Molly looked back at her husband and smiled. She nodded her agreement. "Good," he said as he planted another soft kiss on his wife's lips. "Now, it's time for us to get a good night sleep before our baby wakes up," he said as he grabbed Molly's hand and led her to the bed. That night, Molly slept better than she had in years, knowing her husband truly loved her.