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Molly was fascinated yet astounded within this day and age she lived, it was only a few years ago in fourth when she and many others were worrying about the preparation for their owls. Magic was number one priority back then, it was alluring, captivating and every witch and wizard wanted to be the best. And now, just a couple years later, it amused her to watch those around her put magic on the back burner, allowing sexuality to become more important than magic itself.
It appeared not even half a day had passed in Hogwarts yet, and every sixth year was either discussing who was shagging who, or which students still had not lost their virginity.
Molly found it all absurd.
"Did you hear?"
"Did I hear what?"
It was the same old tiring voices Rowan and herself could hear as they made their into the girls dormitory of the Gryffindor tower. The same five beds with the same five girls. Rowan peered over to Molly with a look of dread and they both held the same thought; why were the other three in here already?
Every year the both of them cut the start-of-term feast short, allowing them time to settle into their dorm without the commotion of the other girls. Unfortunately this year they too had turned up early, much to Molly's dismay.
She could only grimace in irritation as they were knowingly discussing boys.
"About Trevor Baldwin!" The girl who somewhat resembled a curious squirrel was sat on the bed next to Molly's. Her short legs were crossed and she appeared more than eager to want to jump into other peoples business as always. Some called her Meghan, but the beady eyed girl mostly went by Midge for her short stature. The only thing Molly could really admire about this girl was her fine, straight hair, the colour of fine gold, she always wore it in a perfectly elegant ponytail. Something Molly had been attempting and failing for years.
Meghan was well known for her prying ways, her ears were forever flapping when gossip was flying around. If you wanted to know something about someone, Meghan was your girl. Merlin, for a muggle born witch she had truly made a name for herself in the wizarding school, Molly had to give her some credit.
"Stop beating around the bush and cut to the chase, Midge, what about Trevor Baldwin?" This time it was Rose who spoke with the role of her eyes. She was brushing through her waist length mane; her hair was red like blood, the colour of the devil, and it was her pride of joy. Molly envied her for it, she had always been the prettier cousin out of the two.
Meghan looked almost insulted at Rose's brash reply, but it was a look easily camouflaged by her eagerness to spread gossip. "He's gay!" she blurted and covered a hand over mouth as if from embarrassment, "Trevor Baldwin is gay!"
"Are you joking?"
All eyes were swiftly turned to the quiet one in the room, Molly had almost forgotten she had shared a dormitory with the girl for the past five years. Nova Fawcett was that quiet but pretty girl, with thick curly hair that reminded Molly of a winding river, it fell in black knots down her back. For years it confused Molly why Nova and herself weren't friends, they were more alike than the rest of the girls in the room, yet the answer came in one word one; Rose.
Her wide gray eyes fell on Meghan at the mention of Trevor Baldwin, "Midge.. Meghan!," she hissed quietly, obviously not wanting Molly and Rowan to hear their conversation. "Are you joking about Trevor? You know I went out with him in fourth year."
Meghan roared with laughter, "Perhaps you're the one who turned him gay then," she said, stunning Nova into complete silence as she hid herself behind her book.
"Midge, shut up," Rose spoke up, throwing Meghan a glare, "we all know you were the last one to date him."
A devilish grin seemed to spark across Rose's face at the mention of this and it also seemed to be news to Nova who looked utterly horrified. Molly hadn't the faintest idea who this Trevor boy was, but from the sounds of it, he was causing quite the gossip through the school.
"I… I told you that in confidence, Rose," Meghan uttered, glancing over at Nova who even had tears glossing over her eyes, "Nova I promise… I promise it was nothing, we only dated for like a month!"
The two girls seemed to be silently having a conversation through a stare, with Meghan and her pleading her, and Nova with her watering ones, Rose looked nothing more than satisfied by her stir of the pot. It was this that disgusted Molly about her cousin, she lived off the pain of others and it confused her how Scorpius could not see this. Even more Molly hated how sometimes people would compare her to her cousin.
Ever since the two were little friends, acquaintances and even strangers to the Potter-Weasley family always seemed to question the relation between Rose and Molly. Accusing them of being twin sisters switched at birth for their close similarity in looks. It was a bizarre accusation but there was absolutely no denying their uncanny similarities. They shared the same red hair, the buttoned nose and to an extent even the same voice, however they also couldn't be anymore different. In appearance Rose was that girl all first years tried their hardest to copy; if one day of the week she decided to wear her hair up, the next day the majority of first years wore their hair the same way. It was the same with the way she dressed or even painted her nails. Molly bet her life if Rose one day shaved her head then the younger students would take this as a trend starter as well. That was the thing about Rose; teachers, students and almost everybody adored her. As for Molly Weasley II? well thats the question everyone asked, who even is Molly Weasley?
"You know," Meghan piped up after a moments silence, her face now as hard as stone, "Trevor even bleached his hair over the summer, some say he's trying to look like Scorpius. So you better watch out Rosie, sounds like Trevor is after your man."
At the mention of Scorpius' name, Molly couldn't help as her head shot up towards Meghan, her cheeks growing a painful red. She wished for the life of her that she would one day be able to control her emotions but she was yet to even see Scorpius. For some reason he had not been at the feast and it was obvious now he hadn't been with Rose as she had thought earlier. It frustrated her how much she missed him, but it had been almost two months. She had seen him only once in the early days of the summer and that was simply a run in during a trip to Diagon Alley for school supplies. Even now it made her smile and stupidly giddy when he had lifted her up that day and spun her around in a bone crushing hug, telling her how he missed her. Though all she could think was how he didn't miss her the way she missed him, he had been spending his summer with Rose of course.
Molly shook her head, it was too often she got lost in her own thoughts these days.
Meghan was still sat with her eyes in slits towards Rose. It was more than obvious to everyone in the room that she was trying to get a rise out of the redhead and everyone watched as she always failed. Rose was as calm as a dove, it was this that Molly often compared her to the ice queen for.
"Dear sweet Meghan," Rose laughed that nail biting laugh, "Scorpius loves me, he would not betray me like you betrayed Trevor. Who was it again you kissed while you were still with him? Oh that's right my cousin, James. You see some of us are actually faithful in our relationships, we respect the people we love."
Molly could not help it, she laughed and even Rowan joined in. It was the first time since they entered the room that Rose even gave them the time of day.
"Got something to say?" Rose raised her eyebrows.
Not believing she would even speak to them, Molly glanced warily over at her cousin, lost for words. They usually went about completely blanking one another. She simply shook her head in reply, though Rowan, courageously bold Rowan, had other ideas.
"You're a liar!"
All heads turned towards Rowan, the three other girls clearly were not expecting an answer back.
"What did you say?" Rose asked the other girl, her tone dripping with venom.
Rowan was not backing down though, she was everything a Gryffindor stood for, "I think you heard me, I said you're a liar," she accused and pushed herself off her bed, coming to stand in front of Rose, "You go on about being faithful and respecting others but everyone here knows what a crazy bitch you are. Sure you can convince yourself as much as you like that you're the perfect girlfriend, but I'll be damned if you expect me, or any of Scorpius' friends to stand around and be quiet about the fact that you're a whore."
For a moment, or maybe Molly could have imagined it, Rose had looked almost scared of the tall girl towering in front of her. That sign of weakness, however, was gone within a second. The red haired witch stood up in front of Rowan, though smaller, she looked just as fierce.
"I don't know who you think you are," Rose sneered, looking Rowan up and down, "I mean, the pink hair? you look like a pygmy puff. But if you think you can come in here and accuse me of utter nonsense which you haven't even specified, then I'm sorry to say that you truly are setting yourself up for failure. You consider yourself Scorpius' friend but not once has he mentioned you, ask yourself this, how much can you truly mean to him if he doesn't talk about you?" she lightly shrugged and let a fake smile grace her lips apologetically before sitting back down onto her bed.
Rowan turned silent, an effect Rose had on a lot of people after they stood up to her and Molly could not stand it any longer. She walked over to her friend and placed an arm around her, even if Rowan looked more pissed than upset, Molly knew deep down that Rose had hurt her. Rowan just was not one to show her true feelings.
"You can go," Rose ushered them away with a flick of her hand.
Just as Rowan turned to walk away, it was more than a heroic moment as Molly stood her ground, something she would give herself a pat on the back for later. "We saw you, Rose," she told her cousin who simply glanced up at her nonchalantly, "on the train? you were coming out of a different compartment with Owen Wood,"
"And?"
Molly took a deep breath. On many occasions she had been noted for her short temper which she never denied, Rose, however, seemed to be one who triggered it most. "You shagged him!" she practically yelled at her.
Once again, Rose remained perfectly harmonious as she continued to brush her hair, "You can't be sure that was me, there's a lot of girls with red her, Molly."
"I saw you," Rowan joined in.
"Like I said," Rose narrowed her eyes at both of them, it was almost threatening, "It could have been anyone. Like Molly, she has red hair, the same height as me, obviously just not as pretty. It could have even been her you saw, Rowan. Molly might have shagged Owen Wood."
Rowan shook her head, "No, I was with-"
"Molly Weasley shagged Owen Wood?!" Meghan interrupted.
And that was all it took, one little lie that Rose twisted to how she pleased and a rumor had started that would spread through Hogwarts like wildfire. Molly went from being the unknown Weasley to the most talked about within the hours and she knew she was in for a hell of a ride, and not the good sort.