A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club September

Book Club:2 - Jahns - Action: Knitting / Job: Mayor / Item: Poison / Dialogue: "That's not fair at all. The law is the law. You broke it. You knew you were breaking it." / Dialogue: "Sure seems like she left an impression on you." / Trait: Determined

September Monthly Build a bear: Kitty Sounds – Patient

Word Count: 400

Molly Weasley looked up from her knitting. She knew there was an order meeting today and there would be people coming over. What she hadn't expected was Severus Snape to side into the chair next to her. He looked worn out. His hair was limp, his skin paler than usual, and the fact he was sitting next to her, of all people, spoke silent volumes.

"Severus."

"Molly. I'd like a word before everyone else gets here," he said softly. She nodded glancing around. The door closed itself.

"Go ahead. Is this about Hermione?" He blinked at her in shock. She smiled.

"Everyone who doesn't see how you look at her is blind. Anyone who doesn't see how she looks at you is a fool. You really think I have noticed the pair of you sneaking off to brew at all hours? I wouldn't be much of a mum if I didn't know where my children were. Close your mouth, Severus, you look like a frog trying to catch a fly. Sure seems like she's left an impression on you," she added adding a row to the jumper she was working on.

"She has, Molly. She's brilliant, beautiful, what would a witch like that see in a broken, old man like me."

"You're not that old, Severus, not compared to someone like Dumbledore, but I do see your point. You are quite a bit older than her, does she care about that?"

"No."

"There you go then. She's old enough to make her decisions, Severus."

"True."

"Is that all you wanted to talk to me about, Severus? How you feel about Hermione?"

"You're the closest thing she has to a mother right now..."

"And you're determined that you should talk to her family to get approval? Why not Arthur?"

"The last time him and I spoke, he grilled me three hours about how a telephone works. I do not wish to explain the electrical working of yet another Muggle device." Molly laughed.

"I could spend three hours telling you how to knit," she offered with a smile. "As for Hermione, do as you feel is right, Severus. She's a smart witch who knows what she wants. Nothing I, or anyone else, say will change that."

"Thank you, Molly."

"You're welcome, just make sure I get an invitation to the wedding?" Severus smirked and the door opened as people started filing in.