Snow
The first snowfall of 1969 was nothing short of magical.
It was three days before Christmas, and started the minute Arthur got in from work. Lightly, at first, quickly growing into a full blizzard within the hour.
At home Molly would have been assigned to trudging out into the cold to get firewood – since her brothers were too lazy to do it themselves – but Arthur already had it stockpiled by the back door.
They ate hot soup by candlelight, then curled up with a blanket in front of the fire while Arthur read out loud from Heartstorm – a steamy new forbidden romance novel in which a wizard falls for his beautiful muggle neighbor.
Molly's favorite days were always snow days.