Written for Morning Lilies' Connect the Weasleys Challenge at HPFC. Prompts: Molly/Al; guess

Warning: implied slash, skip if squicky

Summer of that year

Molly was on a swing and was pouting at her cousin Al. He was smiling, and she didn't like it. She knew all his smiles. I Have a Surprise is her favorite, and I Have a Great Idea is the second. She likes I Have a Secret the least; it means she'll have to guess. She pushed herself off the ground.

"Hogwarts?"

"Nope."

"Bears?"

"Think again."

She stopped swinging. "Polar bears?"

"I told you, it's not bears."

"Polar bears are not ordinary bears. They're from Poland."

Al chuckled. "They're not from there, love. They need lots of ice all year round." He grunted as he lifted her up from the swing and set her down.

"We have to get a move on. It's already dark," he said. They walked out of the park and started down the road back to Godric's Hollow.

"How about the Big Secret?"

Al smiled. He lifted an index finger to his lips and raised his eyebrows, and Molly did the same. Out of his pocket, he fished a photo. It was of a bracelet made of gold and jade, and looked like a band of shiny, uneven pastilles. Al watched Molly's eyes widen.

"It's a bracelet from Pippa Small's line," Al said breathlessly, though he knew it meant nothing to her. "It'll take forever to save up for this one, but it'll be worth it."

"Al, it's so pretty!"

"I know, honey. When I get it, you can borrow."

Since Molly found out about Al's secret, he'd taken a special liking to her. Mostly because he wanted to know what she told whom, but also because she knows. Apart from Louis, no one else does.

Molly thought it was a game, and treated it that way. Al knew he was treading on ice, but he'll take it for as long as it lasts. He's worried about his first year at Hogwarts; who knows what Molly will let slip when he's not around.

He took the bracelet off and pocketed it. She was talking about how it reminded her of a picture in an illustrated astronomy book. In the middle of describing a favorite constellation, she yelped.

"I have a secret, too!" she gushed, and looked hopefully up at Al. He smiled.

"Oh, alright…is it about stars?"

"Nope."

"Er, shoes?"

"Nuh-uh. It's about Victoire," Molly said, unable to contain her excitement. Al inclined his head and told his cousin to go on. While he's not chummy with his Uncle Bill's eldest, this might be interesting.

"I saw Teddy writing to her. I know it's a love letter because he crumpled it and didn't throw it properly, and I picked it up and read it. Teddy fancies Victoire a lot."

Al felt like he'd been sucker-punched.

"Are you sure it's by Teddy, Molly?"

"I saw him writing, and he signed it and all." He tried to muster a smile at what Molly said, and to go down the last two blocks without screaming.

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