Aww, aren't these two cute! They're dating in this one by the way, it's in seventh year, when Molly has finally come to her senses and realised Arthur is the one for her... so they can openly express their feelings :)

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When she start's cussing at you, Kiss her and tell her you love her

May 25th 1967

Arthur sat beside Molly in Herbology, not really bothered by the fact that he didn't get much of a chance to talk. Molly was a whirlwind of activity, chatting with almost everyone in sight, and linking fingers with Arthur when the teacher wasn't looking. He sometimes spoke with his other friends, but again and again he would find his attention returning to Molly. He would find himself marvelling over the fact that she was his official girlfriend now.

Right now though, no one was sitting at the tables. They were arranging their plants in the places they thought would be best for the breed, as a kind of experiment.

Arthur, certain his would thrive under the cover, and protection, of the venomous tentacula in the far corner of the greenhouses, was carrying over a sack of dragon dung fertilizer.

When he was almost there, Molly seemed to appear very suddenly as she straightened up and into his line of sight.

He tripped, too startled to keep his balance, and almost landed on her. Though he caught himself just in time, he lost his grip on the dragon dung, and didn't move quickly enough to stop it as it fell right on top of Molly.

Hidden by the large table of plants from the rest of the class, Molly felt perfectly free to swear at him.

Arthur's mouth dropped open to hear such language coming from Molly.

She waved an arm to indicate all the dung slopping down her front and swore some more. Arthur found himself watching the curve of her lips as she formed each word. All of sudden she was stepping right up to him, indicating it as she wiped it off her face.

"... and you can," she was continuing "Just go and bloody well-"

And he was kissing her, kissing her without a thought to the fact that just a second ago her lips could have been covered in dragon dung. They broke away, and Molly gasped in some air, shocked at his sudden affection.

"And you can b-bloody well keep kissing me." She said with a smile, and she closed the gap this time, locking her fingers in his hair.

She seemed to linger a little as she broke away.

"I love you," Arthur whispered.

Molly smiled.

"And I love you too." She glanced towards the takes that separated them from the class.

"Arthur Weasley," she told him, as she danced back towards the noise "I'll see you after class."

And she winked and ducked out of sight.

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