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When she ignores you, Give her your attention
5th March, 1965
"Hi Molly!" Arthur said cheerfully, dumping his muggles studies books on the table beside her. "Hi Dede!"
Dede grinned and waved, but Molly merely glanced at him.
"Got lots of homework?" Dede asked. He nodded glumly and pulled his half-done essay towards himself.
Molly still faced away from him and began to talk to Dede again.
"Molly?" He asked softly, wondering why she didn't greet him. She ignored him as Crispin joined them and plonked down on the seat beside Dede, claiming her attention. Molly just bent her head to her own book and began to read.
"Molly, are you okay?" She pressed her lips together and didn't reply.
"You haven't been hurt have you?" She remained silent.
"Molls?" Arthur whispered again, feeling a little hurt. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes Arthur." She finally snapped. "I'm fine."
"Okay," He said, surprised at her sudden bad temper. Then a thought occurred to him. "Did I do something?"
"I don't know." Molly growled "Did you?"
Arthur blinked in shock at her ferocity.
"Hey Molly," Dede suddenly said "We're going to go down to the library and get Donna and Octavia out of there! It's just not natural to spend so much time in the library. Do you and Arthur want to come?"
"We'll be fine Dede, thanks." Molly said, smile back on again. As soon as they were out of sight she glanced back at Arthur, biting her lip.
"What did I do?' Arthur asked again.
To his terror Molly burst into tears.
"Molly? Molly? What is it?" He swept around the table and pulled away her hands as she tried to cover her face.
"Sod off," She sniffled, but he stayed right there. "I d-don't wan to t-talk to you."
"Molly, you can tell me anything." He insisted.
"That's the problem." She said fiercely. "You're impossible."
"Impossible?" He asked, utterly bemused.
"Absolutely. I tell you so much stupid stuff, all the time. And I've realised I should just- just stop." She gave another hearty sob. "And I wish I could just give all my worries to you and have them go away, but it's not fair Arthur, and I won't put you through that."
"But Molly," He said softly "I like to know this stuff."
"Huh?" Molly gulped, looking up at him through eyelashes wet with tears.
"I like hearing about your day."
"But I never help you with anything; you always do all the work." She said.
"Do you want me to tell you stuff?" He asked, surprised to find she cared.
"Of course," Molly insisted, wiping away the last of her tears. "Tell me something."
Arthur blinked, not sure of what she wanted to know.
"Umm, I don't know.' He said, searching for a topic. Molly's eyes were wide and he could see her mothering instinct coming through. He'd always noticed the when she dealt with first years, or when she met a little kid down in Hogsmeade.
It was odd to have that directed at him; it felt like they were a coup-
Arthur cut off that thought, blurting out the first thing that came into his head to distract himself.
"The Slytherins called me blood traitor again today, and they snapped my glasses again."
"Oh, they didn't!" her hand flew to her mouth. Then, with a slight smile she plucked his glasses off his face and glared at them as though they'd offended her in some way.
"You didn't fix them." She stated, turning the frown on him.
He felt his ears go a little red.
"I've never been good at that spell..."
"I'll do it then." Molly said, whipping out her wand and tapping the glasses, the spell so quiet he had to strain to hear it. He guessed she was trying to hide the amusement in her voice.
"Come on then Arthur," She said with a grin. "Let's go find the others in the library. If you ask me it won't be hard for Octavia to convince them all to stay."
He grinned back at the comment, for Molly was right, and began to gather his Muggle Studies stuff.
"Oh, and Arthur," Molly whispered "Thanks."
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