For the Oh Christmas Tree 25 drabble collection on NGF


VII – 7th December
MollyLorcan
ornaments; queen; eyelashes; ode


~x~

The movement of her eyelashes fluttering catches his eye and he's unable to move for a second as his brain instantly begins to wonder if she's thinking about him. He knows it's most likely ridiculous because, well, why would she be thinking about him, but he can't help it.

The makeup on her skin is comparable to ornaments in the living room of a grand house, unneeded because her complexion is already the fairest in the entire school. She's more beautiful than every single one of her cousins, the beauty on both the inside as well as on the outside.

She's Queen Molly to him, someone with no flaws and is universally loved. He doesn't know anyone who doesn't at least like her – even the Slytherins – whilst he's the badboy of the school, the one who is on the edge for expulsion because of his lack of work ethic.

He's unable to comprehend the flaws she must have as a human being because he's so utterly in love with her, the most popular girl in school, and he can only see the perfection she shows the world on the outside.

Somehow, he wrenches his gaze from her face and looks back down at the piece of paper in front of him, not covered in the Transfiguration notes it ought to be, but rather an ode to how much he loves Molly Weasley.

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That night, he goes and slips the piece of paper into the folder of other things he's written for her, yet hasn't managed to find the courage to give them to her – because he's the badboy of Hogwarts and she's the ruler, so why would she be bothered about having the knowledge he loves her?

He doesn't think she'd care.

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