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( ARTHUR WEASLEY. SIXTEEN. SIXTH YEAR. GRYFFINDOR. ) -------------------------------- I am that clumsy human, a l w a y s loving, loving, loving. And [ l o v i n g . ] And never leaving. // + var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5350205"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); FIRE FOR A HEART

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+ | MOLLY.

“Oh, before we go to her office,” Molly quickly pulled out a piece of paper that held the Hogsmeade details on it and held it out for them. “I was wondering you wanted to go. With me.” She looked over at him, raising a brow. “I know we haven’t REALLY… Well… You KNOW. I just… Um. It would be fun. Ifyou’dliketogowithme.” Molly knew that she was rambling and probably not making much sense, but it didn’t matter. She’d asked him on a date. A REAL date. And it felt good. Molly and Arthur might be going on a date. Or were. She had pretty good confidence he’d say yes.

“yeah?” the boy said, as he waited for her to pull of the paper that she had in her pocket, blinking slightly as she spoke, wondering if he had heard her right, heart suddenly thumping in his chest as he felt his cheeks redden. “like, on a D A T E ?” he said, not sure if it was his wishful thinking or she had actually asked him out. the boy had tried many times to ask her out and ended up failing each time, either ending up a mess of jumbled words in which he tried to disguise another question in or not being able to do it all together. the idea that molly even liked him was so bizarre. but a large smile curved onto his lips. “of course i’d like to go with you.” he replied, unable to contain his goofy grin, not knowing if he should do something other than just stand there like a grinning idiot. “i would love that.”

#( * chats. )#( * molly prewett. )#( * c: molly prewett. )

+ | ALICE.

“mhm, yes, trick-or-treating is right.” ted confirmed with a nod of his head. “our neighbors down the street were always the best house to hit – they gave out FULL SIZE chocolate bars instead of the little tiny ones. i think it’s ‘cuz the house is a bit off the street… you have to go ‘round and up the back if you want to hit the door. i think maybe most people didn’t BOTHER.” he shrugged, smiling unabashedly. “i always did. free candy, mate. of COURSE i did.” he paused to consider arthur’s words and nodded, without a good preservation spell a pie would be pretty dismal by the time it arrived. “fair point, mate. fair point.”

“--- and where can you go wrong with full sized chocolate bars? i think that is a rather EXCELLENT idea if i’ve ever heard of one. free sweets and dressing up definitely sounds like a good time. especially if you mapped out all the houses that had the best sweets being given out as well.” he said, almost wishing that he would’ve been able to join the boy when he was younger, but he supposed wizarding traditions were pretty cool anyway. “she’d probably be better off just sending you the ingredients if it would come all smashed.”

#( * chats. )#( * edward tonks. )#( * c: edward tonks. )

+ | ALICE.

a soft laugh slipped alice’s lips before she shook her head. “ Oh weasley, always the charmer. “ she joked before nudging him playfully. “ born that way or not those eyes are still CREEPY. “ she declared firmly before huffing lightly. “ and what side is that? the side that’s TERRIFIED of him? between you and me i think he gets off on TERRORIZING pure and sweet innocents souls like myself. “ her words were of course a joke or at least it was a joke to her. she was well aware of how she was perceived around the castle but she often argued that there was bravery in being SOFT and she very much knew that to be true, she lived it every day. “ as long as the little beast suffers for the rest of his life. but you must keep it up or i’ll HAUNT you arthur, i swear it. “

the boy looked at his feet, another awkward chuckle passing his lips as he felt the brunette give him a small nudge. “i take it you are not a cat person then? or is it just THIS particular cat? i wouldn’t want to think this had ruined the experience of a cat all together.” the bot had three cats at home, they were his mother’s really --- but he didn’t mind them. then again, they didn’t try to supposedly attack him in the night, so there was that. he shook his head gently, smile stuck on his lips, “i don’t know --- i wouldn’t think cats have that much emotion depth that they could enjoy terrorizing humans. but i suppose they do chase after mice, so maybe you’re just especially mouse-like to him.” he teased back. “i ALWAYS keep my promises, besides, i highly doubt that being haunted by you would be very fun.”

#( * chats. )#( * alice fortescue. )#( * c: alice fortescue. )

+ | ROWAN.

“oh everyone bleeds, darling, i won’t argue that, but our blood isn’t FILTHY like theirs.” her eyes flashed. “we’re superior beings – the top of the food chain, if you will, and they don’t stand a CHANCE against one of us on our worst day, on their best.” she shrugged her shoulders. as far as she was concerned, she was preaching to deaf ears. everyone knew that the weasleys were some of the worst blood traitors out there. they might as well have been muggles themselves.

arthur could feel his face heat up as the girl talked --- how dare she? “their blood is NOT filthy.” the retort sounded empty, but the boy had no intention of wasting his energy on people who were like this. arthur had strong beliefs and he would always stick up for them, but he tended to avoid conflict where he could, the only reason he would get very riled up being as soon as it involved people he cared about: family, friends. “they shouldn’t need to. besides, there’s a lot you could learn about humanity from them.”

#( * chats. )#( * rowan travers. )#( * c: rowan travers. )

ARTHUR WEASLEY & MOLLY PREWETT: A MOODBOARD

for all the places i have been, i am no place without Y O U

+ @mollyprewettxx

#( * moodboard. )#( * musing. )#( * m: molly prewett. )#( * molly prewett. )#( * you’re the only thing that’s going on in my mind | molly. )

ARTHUR WEASLEY: A MOODBOARD

“i care i care a lot. it’s kinda my thing.”

#fiendtask #( * musing. )#( * moodboard. )#idiot i s2g

+ | MOLLY.

“I’d at least FUEL cleanliness as well, and I think that counteracts it,” Molly said, laughing a bit as she watched him. It annoyed her sometimes that her stomach still tossed whenever he came around. Neither of them had asked the other to be together, yet, whatever that really meant, but Molly considered him HERS. Not really in a possessive way, just in a… romantic way. She was his, too. Wrapping her arm through his, she pulled him into the library. “We should write to McGonagall and let her know. I think that’s a brilliant idea, Arthur.”

“well as long as it would counteract it then i’m SURE that would be okay.” arthur replied, the stupid, goofy grin he wore around the redhead plastered to his face. it seemed silly that something as small as chatting about rubbish could brighten him, but molly had that effect on him, she always had. even as she linked her arm through his he felt himself blush slightly, stomach jumping a little as he let her lead the way --- always kicking himself for being so pathetic around the girl. why couldn’t he just muster up the courage to ask her out already? properly. “you do?” the grin only grew wider, “well okay then, we should.”

#( * chats. )#( * molly prewett. )#( * c: molly prewett. )

+ | ALICE.

“ oh but it does, just this morning i woke up to it STARING at me with those beady little eyes. between you and me this cat’s plotting something. if i ever disappear blame it on my choice of pets. “ alice dramatically mused her own lips curving into a friendly smile as she turned to look at arthur. “ just promise me something, once he finally gets rid of me… promise that you’ll avenge my honor? you know throw him in the forbidden forest or i dunno feed him to the giant squid? “ she suggested scrunching up her nose. “ actually maybe i’ll bloody do that, i refuse to be outlived by a cat. “

arthur let out another hearty chuckle at the brunette’s dramatics, the situation rather amusing. “maybe it was simply admiring your beauty or something --- he can’t help his beady eyes if he was born that way.” arthur continued, not giving up on his stance that there was some hope left for their relationship. “maybe he just needs to be shown another side of alice, give him a chance to REALLY warm up to you.” he finished with a nod, though the cat had probably already made up it’s mind. “i don’t think i could do that, but i could at least give it only it’s least favourite food to eat. that would be a quiet suffering, and a long one too.”

#( * chats. )#( * alice fortescue. )#( * c: alice fortescue. )

+ | ROWAN.

“oh, you think so?” rowan trained her eyes on the person who’d dared contradict her, eyes narrowed in his direction. arthur weasley, the muggle lover. she should have known. “muggles live because we ALLOW them to. we could wipe them all from their miserable lives if we chose to. that, my friend, is what power is.” and they wouldn’t get to enjoy it much longer, she thought to herself, not with the dark lord growing stronger and stronger every day. their time was LIMITED.

“yes.” the boy replied with, though he didn’t sound very sure of his answer, blinking a few too many times as he suddenly found the girl’s narrowed eyes on him. he wouldn’t have considered himself a particularly courageous type, he did at least want to stand up for what he believed in. “wizards bleed just as easily as muggles to.” he mumbled, brows furrowing, “and i can’t seen WHY you would want to get rid of them. they don’t effect us in any way. most of them don’t even know we exist.” he continued, voice slightly shakier as he kept his defensive stance.

#( * chats. )#( * rowan travers. )#( * c: rowan travers. )

+ | EDWARD.

“i WISH we were able to go home for halloween, if i’m being honest.” ted admitted, face lighting up as he spoke. “muggles do this thing, they dress up in costumes and they go door to door collecting candy and sweets from the neighbors with these little buckets. we’d be too old now, really, to go out, but it was always wicked seeing everyone out in their costumes. plus, mum makes a BRILLIANT pumpkin pie, and i dunno if i can wait ‘till the holidays to finally have some. she won’t send me any, says it won’t fly well… i dunno what that means.”

arthur nodded eagerly as ted spoke, eyes lighting up. one of the perks of being friends with ted was he got to learn all this extra things about muggles that they didn’t do in class, something which always interested the boy immensely. “yes!” he exclaimed, “it’s trick-or-treating right? i’ve read about it before and it sounds FUN.” ted was probably right on the account that they were too old for it, but knowing arthur the wizard would have given it a shot either way if the opportunity presented itself. “i wouldn’t know, though i can’t imagine pie delivered by owl would be the most effective or that it would remain terribly intact.”

#( * chats. )#( * edward tonks. )#( * c: edward tonks. )

mollyprewettxx

+ INTRODUCING MOLLY + ARTHUR || 003//???

“And I just want to lay you down your burdens all your fears. And I don’t need your deepest secrets whispered in my ear. Cause I can feel your heart, your heart.”

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#( * molly prewett. )#( * you’re the only thing that’s going on in my mind | molly. )

+ | MOLLY.

+ | ; “Oh, not AGAIN,” Molly mumbled as she found more candy wrappers on the floor by the library. “Someone very seriously needs to tell the first years how to use a rubbish bin.”

arthur nodded a little as he bent down, collecting the wrappers in his hand before throwing him in the bin himself, grinning as he stood back up. “well they are only young --- though i did know how to use a rubbish bin at eleven so i suppose they really should know better. maybe if you put a bin at every table that could help. it might fuel laziness but then there wouldn’t be rubbish all over the floor.”

#( * chats. )#( * molly prewett. )#( * c: molly prewett. )#this is lame idk

+ | EDWARD.

“only a few more WEEKS before the halloween feast! which is well good, really, considering how terribly i’ve been CRAVING pumpkin pie lately.”

“of course that’s what you’re thinking about.” the wizard chuckled at his friend, “FOOD of all things --- but, i can’t really blame you, i’d quite fancy some pumpkin pie myself now that i think about it. besides, it’s always nice at hogwarts. mum tries her best but i don’t think she had the cooking knack.”

#( * chats. )#( * edward tonks. )#( * c: edward tonks. )#nerDs

+ | ALICE.

" bloody cat! ——fine! see if i care when you get lost or eaten by the giant squid! “ the raven haired gryffindor yelled after the furry creature she’d been chasing through the castle halls. “ stupid thing HATES me, should have listened to mum and gone for a toad instead. “ you wouldn’t be interested in a new pet would you? “ alice quizzically asked as she scrunched up her nose. “ he might try and kill you while you sleep but that’s just a quirk i promise. “

the sound of yelling almost made arthur jump slightly, blue eyes latching onto a ball of fur that ran past him in the corridor before looking up to the person that had been yelling after it, lips curving into a smile as he saw alice. “i’m sure it doesn’t HATE you.” arthur said, though the evidence did suggest otherwise, “perhaps it’s just skittish or something --- and i can’t say that me taking it off your hands would do much good. i’m sure it’d find it’s way back to you quite easily in gryffindor. maybe the whole hate thing is really just tough love.” arthur chuckled, offering alice a warm smile.

#( * chats. )#( * alice fortescue. )#( * c: alice fortescue. )#idk i figured they were friends b/c gryffindor??#also bc i will be sad if theyre noT BUT #FEEL FREE FOR THEM NOT TO BE IDK

+ | ROWAN.

“it’s only a matter of time before they outlaw this garish class.” rowan commented, having picked up a textbook from the desk of an unsuspecting third year who looked as if they’d rather she was ANYWHERE but near them. her reputation preceded her. “muggle studies,” she scowled, “as if their kind has ANYTHING to contribute. it’s appalling.”

arthur found himself frowning as he overheard the girl. arthur happened to like muggle studies --- A LOT. in fact, the boy considered it to be his favourite subject. though he wasn’t exactly a confrontational person, the gryffindor couldn’t help but feel slightly defensive, his voice piping up. “that’s not true.” the wizard said, almost regretting the words as soon as they flew from his lips, “muggles have lots to offer, i mean, i find it AMAZING how they’ve managed to survive without magic at all.”

#( * chats. )#( * rowan travers. )#( * c: rowan travers. )

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