A/N: Yes, another new story for you, and the last one for the moment. I will be working on all three of my stories over the coming months and chapters will be released when they are ready in no particular rotation system.
As for this story, it is 7 chapters long, looking at the relationship of Harry and Ginny through the eyes of the Weasleys. One chapter for each Weasley (Fred will be included within George's chapter before anyone asks). If the section starts with a month and year in bold, this is indicative of a flashback. If it isn't there, then that section is present day. Each chapter will contain (hopefully) 8 flashbacks covering a moment from each book (when possible) and one moment following the final battle. Admittedly, I may have taken some liberties with the canon, but I feel as it is coming from a different perspective, I can get away it.
Thanks to Arnel for picking out my mistakes as always and for the encouraging comments.
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor have I ever owned Harry Potter.
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Molly couldn't help the small smile that appeared on her face as she thought about what day it was, a day which she had imagined for so many years now.
Her only daughter's wedding day.
The family had been through such a journey to get to this moment that even Molly, herself, had wondered if they would ever get to see Ginny walk the down the aisle to marry the man of her dreams.
There was still so much to do ahead of the afternoon's festivities, but Molly felt she could take a few minutes to enjoy a cup of tea before the house became busy with activity.
Taking a seat at the kitchen table, Molly allowed her mind to wander back to the day she knew that Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, would be the only boy her daughter would ever want to marry.
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September 1991…
"I'm going to chase the train, Mum!"
"Ginny, don't go too far and come straight back!" Molly called after her daughter as Ginny ran to keep up with the train as it pulled out of the station.
Molly waved at her boys doubtful they were even looking out of the windows to wave back at her. She chuckled slightly in amusement at that thought as she stopped waving and brought her arm down. As she did so, however, she noticed the boy her sons had claimed was the famous Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, looking out of the window. While she couldn't be certain, she had a sneaking suspicion he was, in fact, watching her daughter chase after the train with what she thought was a look of longing.
Thinking of how polite Harry had been when he had approached the family about how to gain access to the platform, Molly frowned as she remembered no one had been with him. She was aware that Harry had been raised by his family who were Muggles, so that would explain his lack of knowledge about the station. However, she was concerned that his family had not wanted to make sure he had boarded the train safely and without incident.
"Mum! Mum! Did you see?" Molly was startled out of her thoughts as Ginny came bounding towards her in excitement. "Did you see, Mum?"
"See what, sweetheart?" Molly responded, now realising the train was out of sight of the platform.
"Harry Potter was looking at me as I ran alongside the train!"
Molly smiled at her daughter.
"How could you know that if you were waving your brothers off?" she asked, not wanting Ginny to get her hopes up, despite having seen what her daughter had.
"I wasn't waving at them! I couldn't see them," Ginny explained. "I saw Harry Potter, though. He looked a little sad, so I waved him goodbye."
Pride filled Molly's heart at hearing her daughter had shown a piece of simple kindness to a child she did not know personally but had known of all her life.
"Do you think he and Ron will become friends?"
"That depends on where they are both sorted," Molly answered honestly, again, not wanting to get her daughter's hopes up. "If they are both sorted into the same house, then it wouldn't surprise me if they did."
"I bet you they will be best friends," Ginny said with confidence. "Then, when I start Hogwarts, Harry Potter will become my friend, too!"
Molly knew then, in that moment, that Harry Potter was the boy that her daughter would want to have in her life and to be the man she would eventually marry. She knew, therefore, that she would have to make sure Ginny had a realistic view of the future, but knowing her daughter as she did, she knew that Ginny would not be deterred from her dream.
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Taking a small sip from her cup of tea, Molly smiled as she remembered Ginny's optimism of becoming best friends with Harry. It had not surprised her as her daughter had been convinced, growing up, that one day she would meet the Boy Who Lived, become his friend and make him smile. However, it hadn't happened like that and Ginny had struggled to understand and control her feelings for the boy. It had taken time for them to be able to see the other for who they truly were, but, in her opinion, watching the journey to them finally admitting their feelings for one another, and to this specific day especially, had certainly been interesting.
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August 1992…
Having sent the boys out to de-gnome the garden, Molly climbed the stairs to the first floor. She walked to the bedroom door of her daughter and knocked before slowly opening the door. Unsurprisingly, she found Ginny, now dressed, sat by her bedroom window, which looked out over the garden. She knew with the boys now outside that Ginny would be watching the boy she had long been fascinated with.
"Hi, Mum," Ginny said without looking away from the window.
"Hi, Sweetheart," Molly replied as she moved further into the room, closing the door behind her. "I just came up to check you were okay."
Ginny finally turned to look at her mum. Her eyes appeared to be a little red, suggesting she had shed a few tears over what had happened downstairs after realising Harry Potter was sitting at the kitchen table.
"I made a fool of myself, didn't I, Mum?"
"No, you didn't," Molly answered honestly, truly believing her daughter had done nothing of the sort. "You were just caught off-guard at seeing the boy you like sitting downstairs."
Molly took a seat on Ginny's currently unmade bed, knowing her daughter would come to her if she wanted a hug, but only when she was ready.
"Why did I act like a fool, then?" Ginny asked as she turned back to watch the boys having fun as they de-gnomed the garden. "I was fine when we met him for the first-time last year. I was even fine when we picked the boys up at the end of the school year. How is he even going to want to be my friend if I cannot say anything in front of him?"
"Oh, sweetheart! Love can make us behave in a way that we usually would not."
Ginny's head turned sharply; her eyes wide in shock.
"I don't love him like you love Daddy!"
Molly moved off the bed, walked over to her daughter and knelt next to where Ginny was sitting.
"Perhaps not," Molly replied gently, knowing she had spooked Ginny with her original response, "but our hearts can make us do the silliest things when we care deeply for someone. Even so, if Harry doesn't see just how wonderful you are, then, it is his loss."
"Thank you, Mum," Ginny replied as she turned back round to face Molly.
Tugging her daughter into her arms, Molly suspected that it would be some time before Harry would see just what an amazing friend Ginny could potentially be. Then again, she knew her daughter needed to see that Harry was just a normal boy, just like any of her brothers, before she could truly become friends with the boy she had idolized for most of her life.
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September 1993…
"Not that I would advise either of you doing the same," Molly stated as she finally gained control of her giggling.
"I don't think I could give anyone a Love Potion, Mum, not even for a joke," Ginny quietly responded, bringing a serious tone to the conversation. "Not after what happened last year."
Molly felt any amusement she had been feeling sucked right out of her as she watched her daughter deflate right in front of her eyes.
"I doubt Harry will ever see me that way as it is."
"He might be my best friend, Ginny, but even I know he is too blind to see you who truly are," Hermione told the youngest Weasley. "You are going to have to be patient. It might take a while, but he needs to see the real you, not the person he currently perceives you to be."
Molly smiled at the wise words of advice her daughter had been given. She knew that the crush Ginny had on Harry had shifted from the fantasy she had created from the stories of the Boy Who Lived to the real-life hero that Harry had become when he had saved her life in the Chamber.
"I think you need time as well, sweetheart," she gently said, causing Hermione to nod as she caught on to what the older witch was trying to say. "You need to see Harry for the normal boy that he is, flaws and all, especially if you want to be someone he can trust and be close to."
Molly glanced over at the boy in question. She knew that this was probably not going to be the year that he would get to know Ginny and become actual friends with her. Beyond the fact that neither one of them was ready for that step, she knew that the young wizard would likely get caught up in yet another adventure. She could only hope that it wouldn't end with Harry meeting the wizard who had escaped Azkaban just to come after him.
"It doesn't help that I still blush when I am around him."
Ginny's comment drew Molly's attention away from Harry, but not before she caught him quickly glancing towards where she, Hermione and Ginny sat. Perhaps Harry wasn't as blind to Ginny as herself and Hermione believed.
"I think perhaps, this year, you should concentrate on settling into Hogwarts properly," she finally said in response to her daughter's comment. "Take back control of your experience at school that was taken from you, last year."
Molly was pleased to see her daughter contemplate her suggestion as Hermione nodded in agreement with her. It had been a rough summer with the sheer number of nightmares Ginny had had about the Chamber and, at one point, they had considered whether returning to Hogwarts would be the best idea for her. However, Ginny had put her foot down and told them she was returning, that she needed to return if she was to have any chance of putting what had happened behind her. Neither she, nor Arthur, had been able to find any fault with her reasoning, knowing that it was, in fact, the best thing for her to return to the place that had nearly destroyed her life.
"Right, you girls better go upstairs and make sure you have everything packed," she told the two young witches as she noticed the time on the clock at the end of the bar. "You know full well the boys will cause us delays, so it would be best if I know that at least the two of you are ready to go."
As Ginny and Hermione left the table and headed back upstairs, Molly couldn't help but worry about how the coming school year would affect her youngest child and her ability to move on from the events of her first year. If the rumours that the Ministry were sending Dementors to guard the castle were true, it would certainly not make it easy for Ginny to begin to heal from her traumatic experience.
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December 1994…
Molly smiled as she read the letter that Ginny had sent home telling them all about the Yule Ball. She was pleased her daughter had had a good time, even if she went with a boy she only considered to be a friend.
"What are you smiling about, Molly?"
She looked up at her husband, the smile never leaving her face as she spoke, "Just happy to know our daughter had a nice time at the Yule Ball the other night."
She continued reading and frowned when she saw what Ginny had to say about her youngest son.
"It seems you may need to sit down and have a chat with Ron when he comes home from school this summer, Arthur."
"What did he do now?" her husband replied with a sigh.
"He didn't treat his date very well. He ignored her from the sounds of it," Molly explained. "It seems he was jealous of Viktor Krum taking Hermione to the ball. According to Ginny, it ended up with the pair of them having a huge row in the middle of the common room at the end of the night."
Arthur sighed again, "I will speak to him once he is home. I suspect he didn't even realise why he was feeling the way he was."
Silence fell between the pair as Molly finished reading what Ginny had to say.
Molly's eyes widened slightly when Ginny admitted that Ron had tried to set her up as Harry's date to the Yule Ball. She could feel the disappointment and upset in Ginny's words at not being able to say yes, but she was more intrigued by the fact that there was no mention of Harry's reaction to the suggestion.
She wondered if Harry was starting to see Ginny in a different light, especially now the pair appeared to becoming much more relaxed in each other's presence. She thought, however, that Ginny may not have mentioned Harry's reaction because she feared that Harry was agreeable to the suggestion because he was in desperate need of a date to the ball and would have just been happy to have one, no matter who it was. She knew Ginny would not want to admit that fear to her, perhaps not even to herself. Maybe Harry had been desperate, but the fact he hadn't appeared to outright reject the idea, which she knew Ginny would have mentioned if he had done, meant that Harry was definitely starting to see past the crush Ginny had once had on the Boy Who Lived, even if he didn't realise it had developed into actual feelings for Harry himself.
She shook those thoughts out of her head, knowing she couldn't force any sort of friendship or relationship between the two, that it needed to come naturally if it was going to happen.
Continuing on with the letter, she noticed that Ginny had mentioned that she had met another boy at the ball and had danced with him. She didn't know if it would turn into anything, but she had enjoyed her time with him and wouldn't refuse him if he did ask her out. She smiled as she remembered the conversation she had overheard between her daughter and Hermione over the summer. The older girl had suggested that Ginny consider dating other boys rather than waiting for Harry and it looked like that her daughter was seriously considering it. If Ginny did start dating another boy, though, she knew she would be interested in knowing just how Harry would react to that.
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December 1995…
Molly may not have been around her children as much as she would have liked to have been over the Christmas holidays, but she had not failed to notice a certain young wizard glancing at her daughter every now and then when she was at Grimmauld Place. From what she could gather, based on what Sirius had told her, Harry had managed to upset Ginny, and, in turn, Ginny had knocked some sense into Harry. She would be the first to admit that she butted heads with Sirius when it came to the children, especially Harry, but she appreciated that he had taken the time to inform her of any issues there had been when she hadn't been at the house. Even so, whatever had happened, it seemed to have changed the way Harry saw Ginny, allowing him to see her more than his best mate's little sister. Whatever the case was, Molly still wanted to talk her daughter about the incident and make sure she was okay.
Before she could knock on the door to the room in which her daughter and Hermione were sharing while they stayed at Grimmauld Place, she heard a voice speaking that made her pause in her actions.
"I've been meaning to ask whether Harry came and apologised to you?"
"He did," Ginny replied.
Molly had not been aware that Harry had made the effort to apologise to her daughter for whatever it was that he had done. She could only think that Sirius had not been aware of that.
"Are you still mad at him for forgetting?" Hermione responded.
There was a pause for the moment before an answer came from her daughter.
"Yes, no, I don't know. I feel like he should have remembered because he was down there with me and is probably the only person in the world who can even begin to understand what I went through. Then again, I am just Ron's little sister to him and it would be easy for him to forget me, forget what I did and what I went through."
"He doesn't see you as Ron's little sister. At least, not these past few months."
Molly's eyes lit up at hearing this, knowing she was right when she believed Harry was finally beginning to see Ginny for who she truly was, someone who was more than just Ron's little sister.
"Don't be stupid, Hermione."
Molly desperately wanted to barge into the room and tell her daughter not to put herself down like that. However, she also wanted to know what her children's friend had to say in response to Ginny's comment.
"Seriously, he doesn't. His reaction when I told him and Ron that you were dating Michael was interesting. I don't know if he is beginning to develop feelings for you, but he certainly sees you for you and not Ron's little sister."
There was no immediate response and Molly guessed that Ginny wasn't quite sure how to respond to what she had just been told.
"Then why did he forget about what happened to me in my first year, then?"
The pain that seemed to lace Ginny's words nearly broke Molly's heart. She knew Ginny didn't like everyone bringing up what had happened that year, but she knew Ginny didn't want anyone to forget the event that had forced her to grow up faster than any child should have to.
"He didn't forget, not really, Ginny. He just doesn't associate you with the Chamber because he knows it doesn't define who you are as a person. Isn't that a good thing?"
Molly was nodding in agreement, even though the two girls were unaware that she was listening to their conversation.
"He's a better person than me, then. It took me years to see past his Boy Who Lived label and see that he was just like any other boy his age. I'm being too hard on him, I know. He has so much going on, so many things to struggle through and here I am, upset at the fact he forgot something about me. Then again, even if he had approached me to ask what it is like to be possessed, I doubt would have taken the same approach as I did when we went and talked some sense into him."
"Harry did respond quite well to the anger, didn't he?"
Giggles erupted from the two girls, making Molly decide to leave talking to Ginny for the time being.
As she headed back downstairs, Molly couldn't help but be pleased that Harry was able to see past what had happened to Ginny in her first year. Though, she was more intrigued by Harry's response to the news that Ginny now had a boyfriend. She just wished that Hermione had been more forthcoming over what that the reaction had been.
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August 1996…
Molly looked towards the orchard as she heard a squeal of laughter come from her daughter. In the distance, she could see Ginny flying on a broom as her brother and his friends watched from below. Seeing as Harry didn't appear to be holding his own broom, she could easily guess that the young wizard had let Ginny have a go on his Firebolt. With the darkness of war looming just beyond the wards of The Burrow, it made Molly happy to know that her children and their friends could find moments of joy in their lives.
It had certainly been an interesting summer, especially once Harry had arrived to stay with them until the teens went back to Hogwarts in September. She had feared that, on his arrival, Ginny would be pushed to the side as Ron, Hermione and Harry spent time together. However, her fears had gone unfounded as they had gone out of their way to include her. Molly decided that the events of the end of the school year, when the teens had gone to the Department of Mysteries together, along with Neville and Luna, had only served to bring together and tighten their friendships. This had pleased Molly immensely, knowing just how much Ginny felt hurt over the previous summers when she had not been included.
However, what had intrigued Molly the most, over the past few weeks, was the blossoming friendship between Harry and her youngest child. Whatever impact Ginny's crush had on any potential friendship previously had finally disappeared and it wasn't unusual to see the two in fits of laughter over something. The friendship, along with Hermione's and Ron's, was something Harry had needed following the death of his godfather in June. Molly knew Harry still had his moments when the grief would hit him hard, but those were becoming less and less as the summer passed, especially as none of his friends would allow him to wallow in his grief for too long.
"HARRY!"
The scream of Harry's name smashed through Molly's thoughts, causing her to look up to discover that Harry had now jumped onto his broom, pulling Ginny on behind him, before shooting high and fast up into the air.
Molly suspected that the friendship between Harry and Ginny would develop into something more at some point in the next year. She knew was probably getting her hopes up, but she had seen the discreet looks between them – something was definitely developing between them. She doubted either of them realised what was happening though. Ginny, she knew, would just be happy to have a solid friendship with Harry, one which did not involve her blushing and running in the opposite direction. Harry, however, she doubted that he knew what he was even beginning to feel for her daughter and would probably need a shock to the system before he even grasped just how he felt. She wasn't going to interfere, though, even Arthur had warned her not to, but even if she said something, she doubted either of them would believe her.
A smile crossed her lips as she noticed Harry bring the broom to a stop, hovering above the makeshift Quidditch pitch. Her daughter had her arms wrapped around his waist as she sat comfortably behind the wizard. Neither looked uncomfortable at the position they were in as they laughed about something. It pleased her to see both of them looking so relaxed, acting like the teenagers they were. While she would always fight against them becoming involved in this war, desperate to protect them for as long as possible, Molly was not blind to understand that the events of the past few years had forced all of her children, but especially Harry and Ginny, to grow up and mature quicker than they should have.
Watching as her daughter rested her chin on Harry's shoulder, Molly knew she would do anything to make sure the two teens enjoyed this summer without the need to worry about what was going on outside the wards of The Burrow. She could only hope that it wouldn't be all for nothing as she turned back to the task that she had been distracted from.
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July 1997…
Molly was looking out of the window at the spot from where half her family and other members of the Order of Phoenix had just left to go and collect Harry from his relatives for the final time. She was anxious about them all returning safely, which was only made worse by the fact they would not return to The Burrow for several hours, due to the plan they had in place to get Harry here safely.
She had tried to protest against Ron and Hermione being a part of the group, but the two teens had been supported in their desire to help by Arthur and Moody, who had made clear that the pair were both of age and understood the potential risks. She had backed down, knowing she could not stop them or any of her children from doing what they could to help bring the war to an end, but she had been surprised that her daughter had not demanded to be allowed to go and help.
To most, Ginny was still her normal self, but it was clear to Molly something was wrong and had been since she had returned home from school for the holidays. The problem was Molly did not know what was bothering her daughter, though she did have her suspicions. She had asked Ginny if there was anything wrong, but she had said she was fine, so Molly had left the issue because she needed to prep for Bill and Fleur's upcoming wedding and Harry's eventual arrival. She had hoped Ginny would come and confide in her, but she never did. However, with everyone out of the house for the next few hours, Molly was determined to find out what was wrong with her daughter.
"Mum? Can I talk to you about something?"
Molly hoped that this was Ginny about to confide in her as she didn't want to push her daughter to talk, but she was worried about her and wanted to do whatever she could to help and support Ginny.
"Of course, you can," Molly answered, turning away from the window to look at her youngest child. "How about you sit at the table and I will get us a nice cup of tea and some cake?"
Ginny nodded in response and took a seat at the table as Molly bustled around the kitchen.
"What did you want to talk about?" Molly asked, careful to hide her eagerness, as she finally came to sit at the table with her daughter.
"I just wanted to apologise for not being very helpful the last few weeks," Ginny responded as she wrapped her hands around the cup of tea her mother had just passed her. "I have tried to be happy as I didn't want to bother anyone with the wedding coming up."
"You could never be a bother, Ginny," Molly responded, upset that her daughter felt the need to hide how she was feeling from her. "I have left you alone because I didn't want to push you to talk before you were ready to do so. As we have a few hours to ourselves, why don't tell me what is wrong, and we can see if there is anything we can do to make you feel better."
"Harry was my boyfriend," Ginny blurted out much to her own surprise.
Molly didn't immediately respond, slightly shocked with the way Ginny had told her the news. She could admit that she felt Harry might have had something to do with why Ginny was feeling so down. She hadn't known they were dating, but she had spotted them sitting next to one another at Professor Dumbledore's funeral and they definitely appeared closer than they had when they had left for school the previous summer.
"Wait! Was?" Molly asked in confusion as it clicked into place the exact words Ginny had said to her. "What do you mean by 'Harry was your boyfriend'?"
A ghost of a smile appeared on her daughter's face as she told Molly how Harry had kissed her after the Quidditch match, how they had spent every second they had free together and the way she had felt when she was spending time with Harry.
"Then, at Professor Dumbledore's funeral, he told me he couldn't be with me," Ginny explained as a tear ran down her cheek. "I could tell he didn't want to do it, but that he needed to because of the fact You-Know-Who is still after him. The thing is I could have told him I refuse to accept that, but I barely put up a fight and I let him walk away."
Molly knew better to tell her youngest child that she was pleased that Harry was trying to protect her. She knew that Harry was important in this war, but that didn't mean she was going to try to protect him and her own children from it all.
"Why did you let him walk away?" Molly asked, though she suspected it was because her daughter understood the young wizard well enough to know what he needed.
"Because that is what he needs right now, Mum," Ginny answered. "He wants to be with me. He told me that being with me was like something out of someone else's life, but he didn't want me to be used by them to get to him. I let him go because I know, deep down, that if he makes it through this war, Mum, that he will come back home to me."
"Something tells me that it was not an actual break up, not for either of you."
Ginny looked up in shock at her mum.
"Did he say he couldn't be with you at all? Or was it he couldn't be with you right now?" Molly asked, suspecting that Harry didn't make the decision he had lightly.
"He just said we couldn't be together," Ginny slowly said as she thought about the conversation she'd had with Harry. "He never said he didn't want to be with me."
"Then, perhaps, you should find a way to let him know that you will be here waiting for him when this is all over," Molly suggested with a smile on her face. "Make it clear to him that you are his, no matter what he has told you."
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May 1998…
Molly wearily climbed the stairs to the Gryffindor boys' dormitories to check on Harry and hopefully her daughter if she was also there. She had not seen either of them in the past couple of hours and whilst there was no need to worry that anything might have happened to them, the long-term fear she had of losing any member of family still lingered. It was hard to let go of, especially after losing Fred during the battle.
Reaching the door to what she knew was the room where the seventh years had slept this year, she pushed any thoughts of the family's loss to one side for the moment, knowing Arthur and Percy were taking care of George while she checked on the rest of her children.
Molly went to open the door and paused for the moment, uncertain whether she should just walk in. She didn't think, if her daughter had found her way up here and reunited with Harry, that Ginny would decide to take that next step in her physical relationship with Harry right now, but, at the same time, she could understand if she did, given how long they had been separated by this war. Ginny had desperately missed the man that she loved over this past year and her cries when they were all made to believe Harry was dead only reinforced the idea that Ginny wanted to spend the rest of her life with the saviour of the wizarding world. The fact Harry was so nearly taken from her would be all the push her daughter needed to want to consummate the relationship. Therefore, deciding it was safer to do so, Molly knocked on the door to the dormitory.
No response came, so Molly reached out and opened the door slowly, listening out for any sound that might make her think differently about entering. However, all she heard was silence. There was no voices to be heard, talking or otherwise. Feeling confident that she wasn't about to walk into something she did not want to see, she quietly walked through the door, leaving it open behind her.
Glancing at the beds as she moved properly into the dormitory, she could see only one bed was occupied. She knew Ron and Hermione were in the Great Hall, which had caused her to come looking for Harry and Ginny, and she could only assume that the rest of his classmates were also still down there. It wasn't a surprise, therefore, that the two people she had been looking for were the two people who were occupying the bed.
As neither had responded to her knocking on the door, Molly knew they had to be asleep. So, she quietly moved over towards the bed to get a better look at the pair.
She smiled when she finally saw that the young couple were curled up together, peacefully asleep. Harry was flat on his back, chest bare and in a pair of pyjama bottoms, with Ginny tucked into his side, her head resting on his chest and an arm wrapped around his waist. Her daughter was dressed in just her knickers and a large t-shirt that had ridden up slightly. Any concerns she had of walking in on them being physically intimate were blatantly unnecessary as the pair were laying above the covers of a made bed. Even so, Molly knew it probably wouldn't be long before Harry and Ginny took that step together.
Just seeing the pair curled up together gave Molly hope that they would all get through the next few months as they grieved those that they had lost and as they learnt to live in a world without fear.
Not wishing to wake the couple when they both seemed to sleeping peaceful for the first time in several months, she backed away and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.
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Movement on the stairs caused Molly to be torn from her memories of Harry and Ginny's relationship throughout the years.
Looking up at the clock, Molly realised she had been sitting there, lost in her thoughts, for around half an hour. This caused her to stand from her seat and head to the sink.
She placed her cup into the sink, setting it to wash itself, and paused for the moment as she looked out over the grounds of The Burrow, thinking about how in just a few hours her daughter would be walking down the aisle, her dream coming true, to marry the Boy Who Lived.