YAY So hiii once more :) This chapter is one i like very much :) So i hope you do too! I am at home again so i will be able to write more regularly, but i go back to school on the 8th of September...I know this may sound weird but i am really excited to go back, because then i'll see all my friends again and we are in a new classroom and have new everything and...i don't know...it's just exciting :)

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Chapter 16

"UP; GET UP!" Molly ran up the stairs the next day and rapped harshly on every bedroom door she passed.

She stopped at Ron and Harry's room and hammered on it noisily.

"Ronald Weasley! Get up this instant! I am not leaving until I see you open this door yourself!" She yelled and stood impatiently until a significantly disgruntled Ron opened the door and shut it within the same second.

"Harry! Don't let him go back to bed!" She yelled through the closed door before striding up some more stairs to stand by the Twins' room; however, only George had occupied the room the previous night.

"George!" Nothing. "GEORGE!" She heard a low groan as a reply and moved on to the next door.

Midway, she passed Ginny and Hermione who were descending the stairs.

"Oh good girls! Breakfast is on the table." She told them as they trudged past her mumbling their thanks as they went.

"Breakfast?" Ron's head poked out of his door, hair mussed and his pyjamas were creased.

"Yes Ron, now GET DRESSED!" She waved her hands at him and he disappeared into his room again.

Rolling her eyes, she raised her hand to knock on the next bedroom door, but thought twice about it; so she slowly and quietly opened the door and peered around it.

Her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and eventually she saw two figures entangled on the bed.

Fred's fiery hair stood out against the white pillow as he slept; and on his chest, Sam rested her head, she rose and fell with Fred's breathing which they did in synchronisation.

Molly smiled softly—she had never seen such peace on Sam's features, and it made her look so young and vulnerable as she nuzzled into Fred; but Fred had never looked so…protective; even as Molly watched, the wind from their open window skimmed over Sam and some of her hair was picked up in the breeze; it flew over onto Fred's face, brushing across his cheek; he flinched slightly, tightening his arms around Sam's waist and burying his face further into her hair.

"Molly?"

Molly started at the voice behind her and spun to see Severus standing not two metres away, levitating a large suitcase behind him.

"Oh Severus, you scared me!" She exclaimed quietly, holding a hand to her racing heart.

"I'm sorry." He apologized before cocking his head to the side. "What are you doing?"

Molly opened her mouth but ended up shaking her head and opening the bedroom door more and gesturing for him to look in.

He set the suitcase down on the ground and stepped forwards slowly with a curious look; suddenly, a fond yet sad smile broke across his face as he saw the couple.

"It's amazing isn't it?" He said quietly, turning slightly towards Molly who shot him a questioning look. "Love. I mean, they've only known one another for a few days; yet—when I see them look at each other? I've never seen so much love that has only had a short time to develop. But, that just reminds me that love really is the most wonderful emotion we have."

"Yes, it is." Molly smiled at Severus and for the first time, she felt as if he wasn't judging her. All of the years that she had known him, Severus Snape had never been extremely civil towards her, he had always been distant and sometimes unkind; but now? Now he was actually talking to her and meaning every kind word he said.

"Sam really has changed you."

It had been a thought which she had never meant to voice, but it had come out without her even thinking of it. Her eyes widened but Severus only smirked.

"I know." He lowered his gaze self consciously; as he bowed his head, ebony strands of hair fell into his eyes and when he looked up at Molly again, he looked so young and Molly smiled fondly at him.

"I wish I didn't have to disturb them." Molly said absently as she moved to stand beside Severus. For a few seconds they just watched the two sleeping.

Molly sighed as she moved her hand towards the light switch. Before her hand even touched it, a loud 'crack' sounded in the middle of the room, followed by two loud groans and exclamations of "George!"

Molly stretched her hand the whole way and flicked the switch, making a bright light penetrate the darkness and all three teenagers cried out in shock.

"It's time to get up; we're leaving in half an hour." She said firmly, smiling at Fred who blushed and she walked from the room.

Severus and Sam looked at each other for a long time; sadness flickered through the space between them.

This is it.

He shook his head and Sam frowned softly at him as Fred and George bickered behind her. Tears welled up in her eyes and he had to fight back his own as he fled the room, pointing his wand at the suitcase which followed him down the stairs.

Sam watched him go and closed her eyes slowly, a lone tear slid down her cheek as she sniffed quietly, burying her face in Fred's chest.

She felt Fred freeze and he tightened his arms around her, gently rubbing circles into her back.

"FRED! GEORGE!" They both flinched at their mother's tone and George hastily apparated downstairs with a wink. Fred and Sam waited for a second before hearing Molly scream at him; this made Sam chuckle through her tears.

"Sam? Why are you crying?" Sam lifted her head and looked into Fred's sad and confused eyes.

She looked at him and pondered her answer.

"You can tell me." He said as he moved his hand to gently run his fingertips over her moist cheek.

She moved her gaze and stared straight into his eyes.

"You're all leaving; and I can't follow."

Fred's blood froze in his veins.

"Oh Sam." He said as he pulled her to his chest and kissed her on the forehead gently.

"It's true." She said almost emotionlessly. "I should be used to it by now—but I never have had a chance to; because Severus always comes back to me. But no matter what, he has to leave again; and now so do you." She spoke almost absently as she twisted Fred's t-shirt around her finger, it was as if her heart wasn't truly in her words; Fred knew that she was trying not to tell him all of the hurt she was feeling and so didn't pry. He just squeezed her tightly.

She sighed heavily, shaking her head. "Well, you have to get ready." Sam wriggled free of Fred's arms and threw the covers off them both, she patted his knee before standing with a grunt.

"But I'm too comfy!" Fred complained, trying to pull the duvet back over his body.

"Oh no you don't!" Sam exclaimed as she balled her hands in the end of the cover, wrenching it towards her as Fred held it to himself. "Let go!" She laughed as Fred pulled it, with difficulty, over his head.

"Never!" His muffled voice spoke from where he lay and Sam could just see his sock-clad feet hanging over the edge of the small bed and she grinned mischievously.

She released one hand from where it was grasping the bedcovers and leaned down to run her fingers lightly over the bottom of his foot.

Fred squawked in shock and released the duvet instinctively.

"Ha!" She cried as she collected it in her arms and marched form the room, "Now get up!"

"I thought you didn't want me to leave!" Fred teased from inside the room.

"I don't! But unless you get up now, your mother will murder you and then I won't be able to see you again—EVER!" She called back smugly as she walked slowly down the stairs, holding the bundle above her head so that she could see where she was going.

Suddenly, she collided with someone, due to the fact that she had been staring at her feet instead of looking ahead.

"Umm…" Sirius eyed the duvet, currently raised in the air, with suspicion.

"Don't ask!" She huffed, sidestepping him to stalk down to the kitchen.

He watched her go, tightening his bathrobe around him as he shook his head, grinning all the while.

"Okay."

Sam's feet touched down on the cool, stone floor of the kitchen and several pairs of eyes landed on her as she stood in her pyjamas; composed of a black, long-sleeved, cotton shirt and matching bottoms which reached her knees.

Those who looked down far enough smiled; due to the fact that on her feet she wore fluffy bed-socks with eyes sewn onto the toes and bunny ears flopping around above them, a tiny pink ball of fluff was stuck on as a nose and there were whiskers added, just for effect. Fred had laughed his head off when he had seen them but Sam had only smiled; she hadn't told him that on her birthday one year, Severus had given them to her, saying:

"They make me smile, just like you do."

Needless to say, they were her favourite socks; despite the fact that they were a bit of a pain to walk in, she had to flick her feet up to avoid tripping on the ears.

When Severus had first got them for her, she put them on that night; she had walked down the stairs (with difficulty) and had entered the small kitchen where Severus was cooking dinner.

He had turned around to ask her something and had been faced with her, sitting down, with her feet propped up on the table, her toes were curled so that the "bunnies" were staring directly at him and he had taken one look before collapsing with giggles, making Sam join him as their laughter rang through the small house.

She always remembered that night whenever she wore the socks, and it was no coincidence that she had chosen to wear them the night before he left to go to Hogwarts and she wouldn't see him until the summer.

Swallowing down the nostalgia she grinned.

"Fred's awake!" She told them, dumping the duvet on the bench beside herself as she sat down to a breakfast of porridge.

Everyone chuckled at her declaration and continued their conversations.

Halfway through her meal, as she chatted with George, a heavy suitcase was suddenly plonked by her side and she jumped in shock. Severus was beaming down at her.

"You might want to get dressed...Professor"

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