Okay…so after months of nothing…I am back!!
Sorry that I haven' been focusing on this story…there has just been so many other ones!! Oh well…this one is almost finished, anyway…
Molly Weasley ~ To SleepHow could she sleep, on a night like this? Or any night, really…after what had happened…
After Sirius…
No…she couldn't talk about it. It brought back nightmares…it brought back her haunting conscious, that told her everything that she already knew…but didn't want to admit…
It brought back the reason that Sirius had died in the first place…
It was, after all, Molly's own fault.
Yes…on that day, Molly had been planning on going to Grimmauld Place…to keep Sirius company…but she had gotten a headache in the morning, and decided to miss out.
I can go tomorrow, she had thought. It isn't like anything will happen in a day…
But she was wrong…and it was the worst mistake she had ever made.
If she had gone…if she didn't mind her stupid headache…it was only a headache, after all…she could've rested at the Black house! She could have made Sirius stay…she knew that she never would have let him go…she would have gotten him to stay put…
If…if…if…they were no use…Molly could only regret and regret…but it wouldn't change anything…
Sirius was still…gone…
And he could never come back…
And it was her fault…
Molly looked up to see an owl fly in her open window, and land in front of her. She curiously took the letter from it, and watched it fly away.
Opening the letter, she tried to read, but couldn't. She couldn't do anything right now…but regret…she couldn't talk…could hardly think about anything besides Sirius…couldn't read…
The letter seemed only like a jumble of letters put together…
She dropped the piece of parchment onto her desk, and sat down on her chair. Tomorrow…she would read it tomorrow…or at least ask Arthur to read it to her…
What could she do? She needed to do something…anything to soothe her jumping nerves. She had already cleaned the house twice over…cooked meals so large, that it would last the whole family weeks…she had done everything…
But no! She could still do something! Arthur had been telling for day after day that he needed Fudge to loan his some money for a funeral for Sirius…as he was put in charge of the planning…but he never had time to owl him…Fudge never appeared at the office anymore, either…
This was simple…
Taking a quill and a partchment, Molly wrote carefully,
Fudge,
Arthur has been wanting to ask you this for weeks, but has always somehow forgotten…so I am asking for him. We need some money for the funeral of Sirius Black. Arthur is in charge of the preparations, and we seem to be short of a few galleons…we would be grateful if you can lend us some…we'll be sure to pay you back!
Molly Weasley
There. It was finished. Now she had to send it…but where was her owl?
It-
"Oh!" she breathed, spotting Pig flying toward her frantically. "I'm glad you're here! Listen…deliver this to Cornelius Fudge, will you?"
Pig hooted happily, before clamping the parchment in his tiny beak and flying off.
"Off you go…" Molly muttered to herself, as she watched the owl's progress.
There was nothing to do now…nothing at all…
So…she had no choice…she had to go back to bed…
And to try and sleep her nightmares away…
To sleep…
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Hmmm…okies…that's that!
Next chapter…yes! It is Fudge!! This is due to some popular suggestions by all you wonderful reviewers!! Keep 'em coming!! LOL
Anyhoo…onto the next chapter…