It was Arthur's first day at Hogwarts, quite an exciting morning
so far. His mother had been yelling at him to hurry and get ready
so that they could hurry to get to the train station. Stashing an
assortment of clothes, notebooks, and quills in his trunk. Finally, a
few minutes later, he was at Platform 9 and 3/4; saying his
farewells to his parents, he entered the train to find a place
to sit.

Molly was a little worried about beginning her first year of Hogwarts,
especially since the only people she knew were her older twin brothers,
Fabian and Gideon who enjoyed causing trouble. She sighed as they
led her to an empty compartment, stowed her trunk for her, and then
left to find their friends. Knowing it would be a long ride; she dug
out a paperback book from her pack and began reading.

Walking by all the compartments, he noticed that they were almost
all full. He felt foolish for being so untimely now. Then Arthur
noticed one compartment with a red-headed girl sitting in it reading
a book; he watched for a while, but didn't want to impose so he noticed
the compartment next to hers with a few boys sitting together discussing
the professors at Hogwarts this semester. He decided to join them instead.

Molly was halfway through her book when the trolley came around
for lunch, and she purchased her favorite type of chocolate and a box
of Every Flavor Beans. After settling herself with her newly
acquired snacks, she picked up where she left off, extremely happy
with herself for thinking ahead, as no one had joined her in her
compartment, but she was more than happy to spend the train ride
in silence, reading the works of T.H. White.

Arthur had fit in perfectly with the other boys in the
compartment, and after chatting about something random and
humorous, Arthur let out a loud obnoxious laugh.

Molly looked up when a loud laugh penetrated her compartment,
and she decided to find out what was so funny. She marked her
page, slipped out of her compartment and followed the sound of
laughter. It turned out it was coming from the compartment next
to hers, and she burst in. "What is so funny? I'm trying to read,
and your loud laughter is distracting me." She stated, crossing
her arms over her chest, surveying the compartment full of boys.

The other boys just stared at her, while Arthur smirked and scoffed
at her. He stood up, and walked over towards Molly, he then put
one arm on the compartment door frame and stood right in front
of Molly, and said in a slightly obnoxious voice, "And just what
do you intend on doing about it?"

"Hmm... I don't know..." she said, returning his attitude,
placing a forefinger on her cheek and tilting her head. "Could
you at least try to keep down? I'm in the middle of a rather
enticing King Arthur tale."

"Sure, anything for you, love," Arthur said, giving her a wink.

Molly rolled her eyes and scoffed at his comment. "Don't call me
'love'. Last time I checked I wasn't dating you, Mr..." she
trailed off, realizing she didn't know his name.

This time Arthur smiled, "Weasley. Arthur Weasley." Then he
put his hands on Molly's shoulders, "All right, I'll promise to
quiet down, love, under one condition." He turned around

winks at one of the guys behind him named Frank who in turn shook his
head, then turning back to look at Molly, "If you let me sit
next to you in your compartment. Actually, I'm quite fond of
the King Arthur tales; after all, he does have my name."

Molly rolled her eyes again at being called 'love' before she
answered. "Well, Mr. Weasley, I believe that can be arranged,
but I have a condition of my own. You have to read to me."

Arthur made a face, and rubbed his chin before answering. He
put one arm around Molly, and the other hand in his front
pocket and started walking with her towards her compartment,

"You've got yourself a deal, Ms...?"

"Prewett. Molly Prewett. Now get your arm off of me, Arthur."

She replied, opening the door to her compartment. Under her
breath she muttered "Boys".

Arthur smiled, and watched Molly walk into the compartment. He
paused before entering.

She sat down and cleared the area next to her of her snacks
before noticing that he still hadn't joined her. "Well, come on,
are you joining me or not?" She asked, becoming annoyed with him.

Arthur who had his hands in his pockets and had parked himself
in the compartment doorway had completely forgot about the deal,
and it wasn't until the witch with the snack trolley ushered him
to go into the room and stop goofing around did he finally enter. He walked in, smiling at Molly, and sat himself right next to Molly so there was only an inch separating them.

Molly returned the smile and thrust the book at him, pointing
to the spot where she was. She also decided that he wasn't half
bad, and rested her head against his shoulder.

Taken aback for a second, Arthur just continued to smile,
a bit nervously, and started to read from the book. He felt
Molly rest her head against his shoulder, and stole glances at
Molly during his reading. Once or twice getting lost because he
had been looking at Molly, who had been looking at the pages he
was reading from. "Um... heh, Where was I?" He stared intently
at the words on the page.

Molly looked up at him and back at the page before pointing out
to him where he was. "Am I distracting you, Mr. Weasley?"

Arthur slightly turned pink at this, and tried to cover it by ruffling his hair, "Oh... of course not. Why would you say that?"

Molly arched an eyebrow at him and replied, "You've gotten lost twice now, Mr.

Weasley. Is it really that difficult for you to read aloud?"

Arthur looked at Molly, before scratching his head nervously, "Honestly, I have
no idea what you're talking about."

"Whatever." Molly said, reaching over and closing the book. "Let's just talk then, hmm?"

"Hmm... so what do you want to know, lovely Molly Prewett," Arthur smiled.

"Well, I have two older twin brothers, Fabian and Gideon, they're in fourth year and in
Gryffindor," she began, giving him a smile. "My Dad works at the Ministry as the
senior-something or other to the Minister, and my Mum works at St. Mungo's. My dad was a Slytherin and my mother a Ravenclaw. She and Dad aren't home much, and Fab, Gid and I are mostly left to our own devices. They're practical jokers, and insist on playing pranks on me." She paused for a moment, thinking. "I guess that's it about me, what about you? Any brothers or sisters?"

"Well...," he was about to continue when he heard one of the boys in the other compartment shout his name, Arthur got up, first excusing himself at Molly, then winked and exited
himself from her compartment.

Molly sighed, and picked up her book again. She had been so sure he was going to be the first friend she made, but he had left, and there was no guarantee he was coming back. Setting the book aside again, she dug her robes out of her trunk and changed, knowing they would be arriving at Hogwarts soon.

Arthur popped his head in just before he had gone into the other room, smiling again at Molly, he said, "Don't you fret, Ms. Prewett; we'll see each other again." Then with that he winked, and left.

Molly smiled back at him and curled back up with her book.