It's the Little Things

by Violingeeknm

This story chronicles various moments in the lives of the Weasley family, told from the perspective of Molly and Arthur as they try to raise their family and watch their children grow up in a world that they constantly try to make better. Hope you like it

3. Fire Tops

A/N: okay, note to readers, these moments are not in order. With this fic, I like to jump around a bit. Maybe once I'm done, I'll put them all in order, but for now I'm just posting them as I write them, which is out of order within the timeline of their lives.

"It's the Little Things" chronicles various moments in the lives of the Weasleys, from the perspective of Molly and Arthur. Some such moments include when Molly and Arthur first meet, how they fall in love, their wedding, and many other aspects of their day-to-day lives as they raise their family and watch their children grow up in a world that they constantly try to make better. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: nothing is mine.

#11 Red

Fire tops

"Come on kids! We're going to be late!"

Slowly, one by one, the Weasley children descended the stairs to present themselves to Molly Weasley. She looked at all of them and grimaced, her children's, her beautiful children's hair was absolutely out of control.

"All right, lets go."

Her youngest tugged on her sleeve. "Yes Ginny?"

"Where are we going?"

Molly sighed. She hoped they wouldn't ask questions, least of all that one. "We are going to get haircuts."

All commotion ceased. The Weasley children stood frozen in mid-action, gaping at their mother in a mixture of terror and disbelief.

The dust settled ominously as the tension built up in the silence.

Then, as quickly as it had stopped, the tension exploded into a flurry of frenzied commotion.

"…But Mom…"

"…You can't make me…"

"…No.No.No.No.No…"

"…I won't go…"

"…but I like my hair…"

"…and you just want me to look like everyone else…"

"…please don't make me cut it…"

"That's enough!" Molly sighed. This happened every single time she tried to do this. "You're going to get your hair cut and that's final!"

"But Mom!" They all chorused.

"No buts. The next person who protests has to de-gnome the lawn by yourself."

The children went with Molly to get haircuts, where they lamented as the floor slowly filled with the discarded red locks of the family of fire tops.

A/N: So, like it? hate it? please review!