One and Only One
Disclaimer: Nope. Nothing that even remotely resembles Harry Potter is mine. Unless you count my posters... Which have copyright stickers :(
A.n. This is a look into Arthur's thoughts during the movie scene when the Burrow is attacked. Cause I saw the clip and Bob (My Muse, He's a purple bunny) walked up to me and smacked this down on my lap. Here we go!
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The sound and the light horrify him. His house, their house exploding in the distance. His heart stops.
"Molly." He's not sure whether or not this was spoken aloud but that's his Only thought as he races as fast as his legs will carry him back the way he came. Not Fred, Not George, Not Ron. Not Ginny or Harry, whom he had just come racing after. Molly Weasely, his darling wife. The one who had been by his side for ages, since he had been a stuttering eleven year old boy.
The One and Only One that he sees first is Molly, staring transfixed at their house. He exhales deeply as he skids to a stop and puts an arm around her shoulder, instantly drawing her close to him.
His heart starts beating again when she responds to his touch.
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~nods head~ Most definitely a drabble fic. Well Tell me how it was by reviewing! Thanks for reading!