Love In A Small Thing
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It was a bowl that represented the Weasley household. It was a glass container that appeared small from the side, but thanks to a clever little charm cast by Mrs. Weasley it had the capacity to hold 4 gallons of water if needed. They had gotten the container from Mr. Weasley's parents as a wedding gift. It was always somewhere in the kitchen, and it was always filled with candy. It had been Mr. Weasley's idea originally. Just a place to put the mounds of candy he loved to enjoy. Then their daughter was born. Mr. Weasley found himself taking candy out of the bowl and handing it to his daughter more often than not. With the birth of their son, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley hardly ate any of the candy.
The years past steadily, and their children grew up and left the house. But the Weasleys knew their children would turn up periodically, so they kept it full of all the latest candy. Occasionally Mr. Weasley would grab a candy bar from the top of the jar and break it in half to share with his wife. When Mr. Weasley was hurt on the job and had to spend 2 weeks in the hospital, Mrs. Weasley found that if she ate the candy it helped calm her down. She probably ate more candy in those 2 weeks then she had during the rest of her life.
Their candy expenses rose as their grandchildren were born. It had become a tradition around this time to take a piece of candy from the bowl the moment you walked into the kitchen. It didn't matter if you were 5 or 60. Everyone ate the candy.
Mr. Weasley sat in the kitchen watching the bowl. He thought of its history before turning down to his will and wrote its eventual fate down. Groaning around the pain in his bones, Mr. Weasley wobbled over to the bowl and eyed the single candy bar left. Part of him wanted to plan to go out to buy more, but the other part of him deemed it unimportant now.
Mr. Weasley took the candy bar and slowly made his way to his family room. There he found his wife reading one of her favorite books. Mr. Weasley smiled at the familiar sight and made his way over to her side. Slowly he sank into his own chair next to Mrs. Weasley's and took the candy out of its wrapping. She looked up at the crinkling sound before smiling at him.
Mr. Weasley concentrated hard and was able to snap the candy in half. He grinned as he handed his wife one half of the bar. She closed her book and took the piece. They both raised the candy to their mouths and ate it. Both savored the taste of it. It had been a few years since they had had a piece for themselves.
Mrs. Weasley dropped her hand between their two chairs, as she frequently did. He copied her and their fingers grasped each other with strength that had long since vanished from them both. Mrs. Weasley leaned over, as did Mr. Weasley. Their heads met in the middle and they both faced the mantle with the pictures of their large and loving family.
"I love you Ron." Mrs. Weasley said.
"I love you too Hermione." They held identical smiles until the moment their hands fell apart.
Well... two sentimental stories to start. Lovely.
Written for the Amateur Divination Game Challenge: Candy Bar