for the may event at hogwarts
It was their marriage anniversary. Molly and Arthur sat by the river bank alone, enjoying a quiet picnic without the kids for the day.
Molly was gazing at the water, and when she looked over at him, her smile was wistful.
"It's been so long, hasn't it?" she said faintly.
"Do you regret it?" Arthur asked quietly, curling his hand over the back of hers. She moved it so they were palm to palm. "Do you regret marrying so early?"
Molly's smile widened, and she shook off the last vestiges of her melancholy.
"I wouldn't trade it for the world."