Author's Note:

Writing Mood indeed.

Stumped now. So decided to come over and post a few.


Pairing: Molly/Fred

Prompt: Fight

She woke up sweating.

It was the same dream all over again.

She had wondered every moment. How Fred's last moments were.

But every time she felt like asking Percy, she would see the look in his eyes.

And that would stop her.

Harry had told her how distraught Percy had been.

She wondered.

Why it had to be him.

Why did it have to be her baby.

She got off the bed and walked down, and into the kitchen, purposely avoiding the clock.

Someone had removed Fred's name from it.

The hand with Fred's name had gone crazy whirring up and down. Nobody could stand it in the silence.

And someone had removed it.

She sat down at the table and looked at the sunrise.

Her baby had lost that fight.

Her baby would never see another sunrise.

And she couldn't stop the sobs that burst out.