Here's number three... this one is a little after the first one. It's sort of about the mistakes Molly used to make at school, when she dated other guys... but I think, deep down, she always knew Arthur was the one for her!

And you'll be seeing a lot of Molly at her worst, because this is about how Arthur was very supportive for her!

Disclaimer: Like everyone on fanfiction I don't own Harry Potter!

When she pushes you or hit's you, Grab her and don't let go

"Why are you so upset?" Arthur asked, but Molly just turned her face away.

"Just leave me alone!" She snapped.

"You're crying." He sounded terribly concerned, but Molly was not prepared for anyone to see her yet. It was the first time she'd ever been dumped by a guy and it hit her pretty hard. No one at Hogwarts, except the girls who shared her dorm, had ever, ever seen her cry.

"Did you-" Arthur broke off, realisation dawning on his face "Did he break up with you?"

Molly didn't answer, but clenched her fists.

"He did!" Arthur said, still stunned at the idea of anyone giving up Molly Prewett.

"Go on then, laugh at me like all his friends did." She turned on him, face suddenly loosing all it's sadness, challenging him instead.

"I would n-" Arthur said, reaching out for her.

Molly felt all her pent up emotion well up and lashed out at Arthur.

She managed to hit him across the face. He touched his flaming cheek, stunned.

"You're just like the rest of them aren't you? Aren't you! He told me you'd laughed at me as well, just like the rest of them! He said you knew he'd do this today! Some friend you are, Weasel!"

And it hurt Arthur so much for her to accuse him when he hadn't done a thing, but he saw the desperation in her eyes, the need to push everyone away before they could hurt her too.

"Molly," He began, but as he leaned in she shoved against him, trying to get him away from her.

"Just go!" She screamed, lashing out again. "Leave me alone!"

But Arthur caught her by the wrists and didn't let go. She continued her frenzied struggling for a few moments longer and finally her breathing slowed as she looked right into his eyes.

"Oh Arthur," She whispered, suddenly going limp. "I – I'm sorry."

And he pulled her against his chest and let her hug him.

"Thank you," She mumbled, and he was hyper-aware that the hug was lasting way longed then usual. He couldn't help breathing in the scent of her hair. But before he could wonder if she meant him to be something more then her friend she pulled back and grinned at him.

"I guess they'll be missing us at dinner." She said.

"I guess." Said Arthur, and he let her drag him away, feeling like a love-sick puppy.

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And thanks to My Dear Professor McGonagall for being my only reviewer! I can see that some of you have this on favs/alerts, so can you all review as well, it'd mean a lot to me!