Chapter 2—Molly (Prewett) Weasley

Molly Prewett was a very pretty girl, with 2 very protective brothers. By the time she was in her third year at Hogwarts, she was overly annoyed at Gideon and Fabian threatening any boy who so much as talked to her and she resolved to make them eat their own words by the end of the year. She had determined that third year was the perfect year for your first kiss and when Molly set her mind to something, she got it.

It was nearly half-way through the year when Molly decided who the lucky boy to be her first kiss would be. She decided on a Ravenclaw boy in her year. His name was Reginald Harrison and he was from a wealthy muggle family. So, Molly began flirting, rather shamelessly, in an attempt to get Reginald to notice her.

One day, she had been particularly flirtatious with Reginald, batting her eyes at him, when he asked, "Is everything alright?"

"Yes," Molly said, blushing.

"You're certain you don't have anything in your eye or something?" Reginald continued.

Molly was devastated. She simply shrugged and wandered off through the castle. She was hiding in a secret passageway, having a good cry when a voice startled her. "What seems to be the trouble?" asked Michael Whelby, a fourth year Gryffindor.

"Nothing," Molly insisted.

"You're a Prewett, right?" he asked. "Gideon's and Fabian's little sister?"

"Yes," Molly answered. "Though most people simply call me Molly."

"I'm Michael," he started.

"I know who you are," she interrupted. "What do you want from me?"

"I just wanted to know what has you so sad," Michael answered, sheepishly.

"Nothing that you can help with," Molly answered. "I should be going."

"Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?" Michael asked.

"You're not frightened that one of my brothers will beat you?" Molly replied.

"I'm a Gryffindor, sweets," Michael answered. "I have courage to spare."

Molly rolled her eyes. "Alright," she said. "But only on the condition that you never call me sweets again. I have a name and I would prefer if you used it."

"Then, I'll meet you on Saturday, Molly," Michael replied, winking at her.

Molly was fairly certain that she didn't fancy Michael, but it was nice of him to ask and no one else had invited her to Hogsmeade yet, so she agreed. On Saturday, Michael waited for her in the common room before leading her to the village. "I thought we'd go to Honeydukes," he offered. "You can pick out whatever you like."

Molly, having been raised with very little money, was not used to being told to have anything she wanted. When they arrived at Honeydukes, Michael immediately suggested that she try some very expensive chocolates. Molly feared that she wasn't fancy enough for the expensive chocolate and told Michael, "That's really too much. How about some fizzing whisbees?"

"If that's what you want, then that is what you shall have," he replied. He purchased the candy for her and escorted her to the Three Broomsticks, where he ordered a butterbeer for her, in spite of her protests.

An hour later, he walked her back to the castle. "Would you like to walk to the lake?" he offered.

"That would be nice," Molly replied politely. She was truthfully wanting to simply go back to the common room and finish her Charms essay. Michael took her hand and led her through the grounds. He didn't notice that her brothers were following.

They reached the lake and Michael assumed a spot under a beech tree. He indicated that Molly should sit next to him, and she obeyed. They were talking about the weather and Molly was thinking about how long she would have to stay before it was no longer rude to beg out of it when Michael kissed her.

Molly's eyes were as big as saucers until she realized that she was being kissed—her first real kiss from a boy. She let Michael kiss her until her brothers interrupted them. "Excuse us, mate," said Gideon.

"Yeah, but would you mind removing your lips from our little sister," added Fabian.

"Sorry, lads," Michael said, blushing. He quickly rose from his spot and trotted back to the castle. Molly was about to follow, but her brothers held her back.

"What was that about?" Fabian demanded.

"It was a lovely kiss until you hooligans interrupted," Molly replied, doing her best imitation of their mother. "Now, I've been polite about your interference in my life for long enough. Please do not offer assistance until I ask for it."

"And what do you think you'll do if we don't agree to that?" Gideon said.

"I'll hex you into next year," Molly answered. "Daddy taught me the bat-bogey hex and I'm pretty good at it. If you want me to test it out on you, just let me know."

Gideon and Fabian blanched and agreed to stop interfering in Molly's life until she requested their aid. She strode back to the castle with a self-satisfied look on her face. She ignored everyone when she arrived at Gryffindor tower and went straight to her dorm to finish her Charms essay.