Title: Quondam
Summary: [one shot] Molly Weasley once had a different name.
Characters and such belong to J.K. Rowling.
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Molly Weasley used to be beautiful. She'd used to be able to turn heads when she'd walk down through Hogsmeade, looking sophisticated in expensive robes. She had been a heartbreaker, with the right amount of wit and charm to match her exceptional beauty, and her many excursions to the Astronomy Tower were infamous. Before she had married Arthur Weasley, her name had been Molly Prewett.
Molly Prewett had been a Slytherin. Cold, convincing and ambitious as they came. She had dabbled in dark magic and twisted lovers around her little finger, manipulating carefully behind the guise of smiles and their delusions of grandeur. Beauty was Molly's weapon; charm and grace were her tools. She could knit, cook, and carry conversations about Philosophy and Quidditch. Her grades were perfect, her O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s outstanding, and she graduated with honors as Head Girl.
Then Molly met Arthur Weasley. Arthur was a good boy, a nice boy who came to Hogwarts two years after she did. He had been a Gryffindor, like the rest of the Weasley clan, and had a legendary love for muggle objects. After Hogwarts, Arthur had gotten work at the Ministry. Then, like many men before, he courted her and begged for her hand in marriage. Molly accepted, much to the shock to her relatives and friends. To them, marring into a poor family was a death sentence and the pureblooded Prewett family erased her name from the family tree and disowned her. Most friends and connections disappeared along with many admirers.
Molly Prewett faded into the shadows as Mrs. Arthur Weasley bore six sons and a baby girl. The perfect hourglass figure changed into the rounder, more matronly form. The cosmetics and ambitions changed to baby bottles and cooking pots as she cultivated her marriage and raised her children. The seven children all became Gryffindors when they entered Hogwarts, just like the rest of the Weasley clan. Arthur was loving but busy, working twelve-hour days at the Ministry, leaving always with a kiss. The Weasley family was poor, but always got by.
Mrs. Weasley still rememberes the lovers, the dark magic...She never mentions her Slytherin-green past to her children, and neither does her husband. But inside, Molly Weasley is still that witch who dabbled in the Dark Arts, still the auburn-haired beauty with the seducing smile. She still keeps up some connections and relationships, as was the Slytherin way. Some things never change.
But to her husband and everybody else, Molly Prewett was no more. Molly Weasley remained.
"Mum, you were in Gryffindor weren't you?"
"Of course dear, where else would I be?"
Fin.
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