AN: This is a HBP compliant one shot with some AU aspects thrown in.
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The morning sun started to stream into the bedroom at 12 Grimmauld place, the red haired occupant of the bed stared at the ceiling. Molly Weasley was still contemplating how she got into her current predicament, lying in bed, stark naked with only a sheet covering her. Her companion from last night was taking a shower. Sighing, she swung her legs to the side seeing her clothes from last night strewn around the room. Shrugging into a bathrobe, she walked downstairs.
"I could hear you two last night, going at it like barnyard animals!" sneered the painting on the wall.
Ignoring the shrill voice, Molly walked into the kitchen to start preparing something. Waving her wand, the ingredients came out of the cupboards and within a couple of minutes, she prepared an English breakfast for her and her companion from last night. The footsteps coming down the stairs alerted her, the figure coming within view. A pair of green eyes surveyed the feast set on the table.
"Molly," smiled Harry. He didn't know what to say other than taking a seat opposite of the matriarch. There was silence for a moment, he wasn't sure how to proceed after their passionate night together. He had fought with Ginny, while Molly and Arthur had been having some issues, they had taken a break from each other. She had come over to prepare him dinner for his birthday and things took a different turn, they were practically ripping each other's clothes off as they fell into bed.
"Harry we've got to talk," she said taking his hand into her own.
"I shouldn't have..." he responded.
"You have nothing to apologize for. It was a wonderful night and I enjoyed it but you have to talk to Ginny and I know Arthur is angry but I know we will work through this." she smiled.
"Thank you Molly, Arthur is lucky to have you."
"Anything deary."
The two proceeded to eat their breakfast in peace as they chatted about the day ahead.
THE END