FrickinEvilPoptart- I don't think that it matters how much you give someone, but just the significance of it. I'm sure your boyfriend appreciated your flower. : ) I'm glad you liked the chapter. The sequel of The Little Potter should be up later, but not soon.

Fantasyangel writer- Arthur might be a bit tactless, but he is just so darn cute! : D

Chipper1- I've never heard of Jenny Caroll. To tell you the truth, Harry Potter is the only fantasy story I read. I mostly read realistic fiction and series. However, I will try Jenny Caroll if I ever come across one of her books. : )

Isis Stormwing- I like your idea of creating equally when you get married. I'm a very big advocate of equally----not more of women's rights---but equally on both sides. I'm sorry if I'm not updating as much as I did during the summer. School takes up a lot of my time mostly. However, I'm definitely going to update every couple of weeks.

Windowseat Wonderer- I will concentrate on the Longbottoms in a few select chapters later, since they have very important roles, but this story is mostly about Arthur and Molly.

Harrypotter4ever- I know that the last chapter was a bit stereotypical of girls and guys, but I thought that would make it more funny. :D If anything bothers you, please let me know. I don't want to offend anyone.

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Captain 'Phoenix' Aquamarine- Arthur and Molly will go through fights and makeups like any couple does, but they will eventually find their way to the altar. :D They're my favorite HP couple.

Mandy of the Amoeba- This chapter is pretty cute too. I'm in love with cuteness, lol.

Tanaqui- Thanks

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Chapter 11- Owls and Make-ups

"I am not going to talk to her," Arthur said with a sense of pride. He and Frank were walking down to dinner after class. Frank had just been given extra homework by Professor Wortham for disrupting the class.

"Do you miss her?" Frank asked, trying to jam his books into his bag.

"No," Arthur answered hesitantly.

"Man, I don't know how you do it. If I didn't have Alice…" Frank trailed off as he saw Alice smiling and waving at him from the Gryffindor table.

Arthur gave a small sigh. He missed Molly. He really did. She was his first…and he loved her. He loved the way she smiled and the way she embraced him, warm and comforting.

He slowly dragged his feet to the dinner table and sat down, having no appetite.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a glimpse of unmistakable red.

It was Molly, coming down from the girls' dormitory, looking as fresh and adorable as ever…

Arthur averted his eyes and tried to concentrate on the golden plates on the table, not yet filled with food.

"Go make up with her," a voice hissed in his ear, making Arthur jump about a mile.

"Emmeline!" Arthur said, placing his hand over his heart.

"Go on!" Emmeline said, her arms crossed. "You've better!"

Arthur sat there, as Emmeline walked away, throwing dirty looks at him.

"Hello, mate," said Moody as he sat down next to Arthur.

"What are you smiling about?" Arthur asked.

Moody whistled a little tune and didn't answer. He patted down his dark hair in a way that Arthur has never seen him do. "Say, what's for eating?"

Arthur saw Molly again, her locks of hair and pink lips chattering away.

"I'm going to do it!" Arthur said and then stood up.

"Go on!" Moody cheered him on, without the slightest idea what Arthur was about to do.

"Right now, if I can't have her, then I might as well be a flobberworm." Arthur bravely marched up to Molly and tapped her shoulder.

"Hello Arthur," Molly said coolly before turning around.

"How did you know it was me?" Arthur asked.

"Because." Molly answered simply. Her eyes sparkled again. She stood there, waiting.

"I'm sorry, Molly, can you forgive me?" Arthur asked. 'No beating around the bush.' He thought to himself.

"Finally!" Molly said with relish. She then took Arthur's hand and ran out of the Great Hall, to a corner of the corridor.

"I've missed you," Arthur admitted.

"So have I!" Molly answered. "Really, Arthur, I just…really…love you."

"I love you, Molly Hattingfield." Arthur said softly before they devoured each other with their lips.

Arthur was just about to get to the finer points of his relationship with Molly when a sharp voice shrieked, "Weasley! Hattingfield!"

Molly and Arthur both jumped as Wortham came storming over shaking her finger dangerously.

"Out! Get out and go to the Great Hall!" Professor Wortham said violently, her finger jabbing at them like a dangling sausage.

Arthur stared.

"Come on," Molly said softly, taking Arthur's hand and going back to the Great Hall. Arthur loved the softness of her skin.

The plates were filled with food this time, as well as chatter and a couple of 7th years starting a chant of, "2 months until we're free! 2 months until we're free!"

Unless Arthur was imagining, he could've swore he saw Dumbledore give the chanters a small wink.

Molly started for the usual spot where their friends were, but Arthur stopped her and sat down at the opposite end.

"Let's sit here alone, shall we?" he asked.

Molly smiled, "Alright."

They spent the dinner talking with immense jubilance, sharing kisses in between, and laughing.

"Arthur," said Molly. "What do you suppose happens to us after we graduate?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, do we…are we still together?"

"Of course!" Arthur answered bemused, stopping in the middle of his pot roast. "I thought we'll always be together."

"But we'll be far apart. You'll be working in the Ministry, and I'll find a job elsewhere maybe…"

"We can still see each other." Arthur replied. He took Molly's hands. "Molly, I've never felt this way about any other girl."

Molly smiled.

"I want you to meet my parents."

Molly's smile faded.

"Meet them?" Molly squeaked.

Arthur nodded. "You'll like them, they're really nice."

"B-but Arthur! We—I---I can't meet your parents!"

"Why not?"

"Because…well, why do I have to?"

"Because you're special to me, I want to introduce you." Arthur answered.

"Arthur, don't you think you're rushing things a bit too fast?" Molly asked.

"You don't have to meet them right away, maybe this summer…"

"Do they know who I am?" Molly asked.

"Er….no," Arthur answered. "But I'll owl them. Molly, I love you. I really…sometimes, I think…" Arthur stopped. He was going to say 'I think we belong together', but perhaps that was moving a little too fast.

"Well, let's send our parents an owl tonight, and tell them about us first," Molly suggested.

"Whatever you want, Molly." Arthur replied, bending down to kiss her again.

"I love you," Molly said.

"I love you, too."

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It was near midnight before Molly and Arthur returned back to the Gryffindor common room. They had spent quite some time in the Prefects' bathroom and quietly, with Molly giggling, sneaked back to bed.

"I love you," Arthur said before returning to his dormitory, kissing Molly one last time.

Molly, smiling, danced her way to the girls' dormitory, feeling exuberant.

"I wonder…" Molly said softly to herself when she crawled into bed. "If my name was Molly Weasley…"

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Dear Mum (and Dad),

Surprise. Well, sort of. I'm just letting you two know that I have a girlfriend and she's pretty special to me. Her name is Molly Hattingfield. She's the daughter of Rosemary and Theodore Hattingfield, you know, the guy that practically owns Gringotts. Anyway, I was wondering if it was okay for her to come home with me during the summer so you guys can meet her.

Your son,

Arthur

PS: She has red hair too.

Arthur folded up his letter and tied it on to his speedy owl, Errol. Errol nipped Arthur's hand affectionately before taking off. Then, Arthur climbed back into bed and thought about Molly, unable to sleep.

Meanwhile, Molly Hattingfield was doing the same in her dormitory. She carefully dipped her quill in ink before starting.

Dear Mum and Dad,

How are you doing? I hope you two are having a good time because I am. I meet a boy named Arthur Weasley here this year. Actually, I've known him for a couple of years, but this year, he and I have started going out. He's really cute and funny and has a weird obsession with Muggles.

Molly paused. Should she have mentioned that? Oh well, it's no biggie.

Anyway, would you like to meet him sometime? He's really sweet and I know you two will love him. I've never felt this way about anyone else before. I think I love him.

Love,

Molly

PS: He has red hair too.