IV
Psychotic
Molly finishes feeding George, and lays him down. Fred is still asleep.
She falls back into bed, and Fred starts crying.
She wonders if tiredness can really send you crazy.
Fake
"Another boy." Auntie Muriel sighs. "Never mind, dear. There's always next time."
Molly holds her darling baby closer, and gives her great aunt the brightest of fake smiles.
Amazing
"For you, Granny!" The little girl holds out a bunch of limp and sad-looking daisies. I picked them myself. Aren't they amazing?"
Molly smiles warmly.
"They're lovely, Victoire!" she says.
Tattered edges
Molly frowns as she struggles with the mending charm. The school robes that Bill and then Percy wore are horribly frayed.
Ron needs them now.
She wishes she was rich.
Hero
It is dark and wet, but Molly is adamant.
"Are you sure?" Arthur groans.
An hour later, he is back with salami and pickled onions.
"My hero!" Molly smiles.
In love
The room is noisy with children and grandchildren and friends.
The marvellous cake proclaims: "Happy 50th Anniversary".
Molly and Arthur are oblivious to it all, wrapped up in each other.
Let me out
She is furious. Her face is red and you can almost hear her red hair crackling with anger.
"Let me out!" she orders her laughing brothers. "Arthur's waiting for me!"
Sickness
Did she really feel this bad last time? And the time before?
Molly swallows hard and wonders why she thought that another baby was a good idea.
Rainbow
Her tears blur the glorious rainbow above them. Unexpectedly on this day of all days, she hears George laugh.
It does not feel like it, but maybe there is hope.
Dead tired
How can two children be so much harder than one? Molly is only twenty-two, but she feels old and tired.
She is definitely not having any more children.