Chocolate Frog Card: (Bronze) Hester Black: Challenge: Write about a younger sibling being overshadowed by an older one.
March Event: Molly/Hugo - 20 points
Gringotts: Hugo/Molly [Hugo - Pairings]
Word Count: 318
"I'm so proud of you," Ron practically shouted, embracing his daughter the moment she walked into The Burrow for the return dinner that Molly and Arthur, mainly Molly, hosted for all of their family who were returning from Hogwarts. "Can you believe it? My daughter, the Head Girl and Quidditch Captain!"
Rose smiled happily, soaking up the attention that their Father was giving her. He had barely even glanced at Hugo, and unfortunately, it was a feeling Hugo was used to. How could he ever compare to the perfect girl? Smart, talented and beautiful to boot?
"How are the classes?" Ron asked, tugging her trunk from her grasp - how she'd managed to maintain a hold of it that long was beyong him - and shuffled her into the nearest seat.
"Easy," she chuckled, rolling her eyes good-naturedly. Hugo resisted a scowl. Though, it didn't matter if he did scowl because nobody would ever notice. The only person who had ever cared for him was his mother, god bless her soul, but since she'd gone, he hadn't had anyone care for him. "I inherited Mother's brain after all."
Ron chuckled and pressed a kiss to her head.
"So, Rosie," Ron started again, sitting on the settee that was at an angle to Rose. "How's the-"
"Hugo," Molly interrupted, bringing the whole family's attention to her and the silent boy. "How's school?"
"Mum," Ron huffed. "I was talking to Rose."
"Yes," she agreed, sipping her tea. "That's all you ever do." She turned her attention back to Hugo. "Sweetie, how's school?"
"Fine, Grandma," he replied stiffly.
"Come, Hugo," she said. "I've made your favourites. You can tell me all about it whilst everyone listens to Rose as she talks about Quidditch." Hugo stared at Molly Weasley, a woman who had been there for him almost as much as his mother, in shock. "Come," she repeated. "We haven't spoken in a while."