A/N my guest reviewer Cathy has asked me to do Molly Weasley

From the moment Molly was shown Fred's body, she was paralysed with fear. It wasn't until after Lyra had defeated Voldemort and Poppy Pomfrey had visited their corner with their silent vigil over his still body that they had discovered that Fred was in fact alive, merely unconscious.

While everyone else in her family had retired to bed, she had remained behind with his body, and Fleur, who had cast one anxious look at her mother in law before kissing Bill good night and settling down beside her. They kept watch over his body all night, with several other students still in the Hall, guarding their own friends and family, and ensuring that the remaining Death Eaters were prevented from doing any extra damage while the few non corrupt Aurors removed them.

Overnight, although Molly had been accepting of Fleur before, she gained a whole new respect for her daughter in law. Fleur had not tried to draw out a conversation, had not tried to do anything, had merely sat beside Molly in silent companionship, her eyes never leaving Fred as she stroked his pale hand. She had left at some point briefly only to return with a blanket and a mug of warm tea for Molly. After a few hours, Fleur felt like a friend, rather than a tolerated daughter in law.

Gradually, as the sun rose mere hours after the monster's defeat to shine upon a new day, her family returned. She was joined first by her husband, who had wanted to ensure the rest of the family's safety, especially Ron's, before returning. Then Bill came to join his wife. Charlie joined them soon after, his face pale and drawn. Molly thought she could guess the reason why, as Lyra had not spoken to him the night before, instead quickly leaving the Hall just minutes after defeating Voldemort. Percy was next, accompanied by George who they had had to carry to bed the night before after he fell asleep by Fred. Eventually, Ron and Hermione came down. They were laughing together and holding hands, which Molly noticed, but she was too drawn by Fred's still presence that she made no comment.

Her eyes still glued to her son's body, the day went by quickly. Minerva sat by them for a bit, chatting to the family before moving away again. Out of the corner of her eye, Molly could see Percy trying to ask Charlie what was wrong, but he ignored his brother's questions. It wasn't her relationship to tell Percy about, so she didn't tell him either. Instead, she worried about Charlie, who in between looking unhappy at the happiness of Ron and Bill and their partners, would look at the door. He had not smiled for ten very long months, and so Molly had spent a very long time worrying about her usually cheerful son.

Eventually, as the sun set a few hours after Fred had finally been escorted off the school grounds, Charlie buried his face in his hands and groaned. Molly worried, as she leaned into her husbands side and observed him. Nothing she could do would make him feel better, so she watched and fretted from the sidelines. Then a great cheer went up, as all around their companions in the Hall stood, cheering and clapping. Molly's face snapped to the side, her face relaxing as she noticed Lyra walking towards them. Lyra looked a lot better than she had been the day previously, as she was wearing fresh clothes and had obviously had a shower. Mainly, however, the improvement in her looks was because of the look in her face. She looked happier, more alive, and her eyes were young once more. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of Lyra, the still living Lyra.

Charlie stood up, sliding off his bench and turning to face her. Molly watched as the young girl began to run towards her son, before throwing herself into his arms mere seconds after he opened them. And then they were kissing. Lyra's long black silky locks flowed over her back, as Charlie's arms disappeared underneath them as he pulled her in a tight embrace. Their faces were relaxed, and there on Charlie's face was a smile, the first smile present on his face in a very long while.

The crowds assembled went wild, cheering as they watched their saviour kiss her (no longer) secret love. Molly noticed with amusement that even Minerva was cheering, with a smile on her face that Molly had never thought she was capable of. It was a larger smile than anyone had ever seen on Minerva's face before. At the cheering though, Lyra and Charlie split apart and Lyra buried her blushing face in his shoulder. The weeks before Lyra left, the year before, they had hidden the physical aspects of their relationship, the kisses and touches, and had left only the besotted looks to be watched by their family. So Molly now realised with amazement that Charlie was stroking, no, caressing Lyra's hair in a manner so gentle she had never thought it possible. And nobody had ever had a chance to see that part of their relationship before the couple were separated for ten months.

Ten very long months.

After Lyra and Charlie's first and second kiss in front of her on New Years Eve 1996, she had never witnessed another kiss. This was the first one they had done in public, in front of their family and in front of Lyra's. In front of Percy, who had not been told about their relationship, and in front of the Ministry, a few remaining Death Eaters and in front of some of the teachers at Hogwarts.

Molly felt a smile cross her face as an image danced across her mind, one she had had so long before, the last time she had seen them kiss. An image of two little children with Weasley red hair and emerald green eyes, dancing around the Burrow. It was for this she was fighting for. Always for this. The future. Lyra and Charlie were back together, Lyra was free of the burden of carrying everyone's survival on her shoulders, and with the thought of that in mind, Molly squared her shoulders and got ready to face the next day with a smile on her face. Life was normal, the Wizarding World was free.

All was well.

A/N I couldn't resist ending on that quote! My reviewer Cathy asked me to do Molly and/or Arthur, but I couldn't really do both if I'm writing like this so it's just Molly. I think Arthur would be a mixture of Molly, Sirius and Percy so it would be a bit repetitive.