Hogwarts A History 100 Words

Fandom: Harry Potter

Characters: Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley

Word: Minutes

Ratings: T

Minutes after the Hogwarts Express pulls away from the station Molly dabs her eyes with her wrinkled hanky. Arthur tugs at her arm "Right then, we can find our way back to the Ford Anglia."

It took minutes for the Weasley's to spot the empty stall where his car once parked. Arthur furrows his brow, setting in deep creases on his face. "I bet muggles stole my car."

"No, Arthur." Molly's eyes were red with anger, as she points into the sky. "I reckoned its Fred and George."

"Sadly, dear, I saw them lumber upon the train with their packs and trunks." He casually walks to the main entrance. "I better write a letter to Dumbledore."

Within minutes a furious Molly sets in behind him and muttering to herself. "If he puts one toe out of line, he'll be coming straight home to study with me."

"Oh Molly, be reasonable." Arthur runs a tired hand through is thinning hair.

"Those two will be the death of me, but with Ron, I had high hopes, with a friend like Harry to influence good grades, and positive studies…" she walks faster now away from her husband uttering what she'll throw in her howler.

Arthur quickens his step, and pulls his wife to the side. "Molly, dear, they're kids, let's be rational, there's got to be an explanation as to why they stole the car."

"You're encouraging them, always bringing home muggle trinkets – don't think I don't see it hidden in that shed of yours. Yes, you Arthur Weasley, this will come back to us, I warned you."

Her eyes narrowed into a tiny frown and Arthur backs up a bit. "Now, I must compose a letter to Dumbledore, I expect they'll arrive there by dinnertime if they follow the route."

"You best hope that's all they do, Arthur Weasley." And with a pop she disappears from his sight.