Arthur Weasley

Father, Husband, Ministry worker, Order Supporter, Muggle Enthusiast

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begin again | fabian & open

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As someone who had already been prescribed reading glass, the alcohol made things hard to focus on who he eventually realised was his brother-in-law. “Arthur?” His words were as confused as they were slurred as he squinted his eyes at Arthur. He hadn’t expected to see Arthur at the pub, but then again most people wouldn’t expect to see himself there… At least without Gideon. “Merlin it is you.” 

Honestly, he hadn’t wanted to see Arthur. He cared a lot about his sister’s choice in husband but Fabian didn’t want to see anyone right now. The whole point of going for a pint was to drown out all the thoughts he couldn’t handle that night, and sadly most of them involved his family. They hadn’t done anything wrong, he just kept imagining what might happen to them all before the war was over. 

“Missing?” There was a tone of annoyance in his voice, but he forced himself to reign it in, it wasn’t Arthur’s fault, in fact he was trying to be nice. “Well here I am, you found me.” A sheepish smile appeared on his lips. “I don’t think I went anywhere, though.”

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Arthur forced himself not to sigh and instead let out a small chuckle. He had a habit of worrying for his wife’s brothers, especially with the part they were choosing to play in this brewing war. He didn’t want to lose any of their family, ever, and it was a large reason why he and Molly weren’t quite actively involved, however much they may wish to be sometimes.

The annoyance he heard made Arthur blink, concerned that there were more issues than he could consider going on with Fabian. When he heard it disappear, he figured it would be better to just leave it be than try to address it. Relaxing, the lanky redhead gave his brother-in-law his trademark crooked grin and shrugged.

“Well, I thought you might have for all I haven’t seen you,” he pointed out lightly, trying not to sound too serious. “I was thinking the boys might like a night with their favorite uncles at the house for dinner and maybe some playtime,” Arthur offered. He hoped the other man would take the invitation. The boys had a way of making people forget everything else, even if it was because they were driving them mental. 

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Sirius and Arthur

Who is the better wingman when they’re out together?:

Sirius would like to think that he is the better wingman, but would be ultimately surprised when it turned out to be Arthur. Through his quirky and charming personality, it often wound up that he was better at striking up conversations out of the blue and then introducing the individuals to Sirius. It never ceases to amaze him.

Which of them is more likely to pretend to be in a relationship with the other to avoid something/someone?:

Neither of them are too keen on pretending to be in a relationship, unless that relationship is that they are related in some way, but that’s hardly going to help them avoid people. Most of the time they just make it a game to see if anyone will believe that the two of them, who look so vastly different, are related.

Who is more likely to fall asleep at the other one’s place?:

Sirius is more likely to fall asleep at Arthur’s home as he finds the Burrow comforting. In many ways, it is the exact opposite of the kind of home that he grew up in, and therefore, he finds it soothing to be around, despite the screams of small children that often permeate the air.Which of them comes up with the more terrible of the bad ideas?:

Well, that depends on the situation and what you are talking about. Arthur comes up with many bad ideas when it comes to his inventions and the safety of them, but Sirius comes up with bad ideas regarding behavior and life all the time. The two of them are a perfect vortex of bad decision making if they ever were to team together. That or something brilliant would come out of it.

Which of them remembers more details about the other (e.g. birthdays, favorite foods, how they take their coffee)?:

Sirius remembers more details about Arthur. He has a very good memory, though most people don’t seem to realize this. Arthur has a tendency to be a little scatterbrained at times, but Sirius completely understands that. If he had a boat load of boys, it would be a miracle to him he could remember anything beyond the important details of his family.

Who is more likely to bring home a stray?:

Stray animal or person, definitely Sirius. Stray items, definitely Arthur.

Who eats all of the popcorn when they go to the movies together?:

Arthur is used to sharing with his sons, so Sirius would be the one most likely to eat all the popcorn while Arthur was busy trying to figure out how the Muggles got into the screen and what made it all work.

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Do you honestly think that love is blind? Or does there have to be a physical connection?

“Love absolutely has to be blind. It has to be blind to appearance, blind to mistakes, blind to ridicule, to the past. If it weren’t, no relationship that was full of love would really last, I think. But then, love is one of those things that I can never understand how it works. If love weren’t blind, I have no idea how Molly would have stayed with me this long, let alone put up with me to begin with.”

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“Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can’t see where it keeps its brain?” Young Arthur Weasley mood board 🛠

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He-Man Woman Hater’s Club || Flashback

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Molly would press more about Arthur’s unspoken end to that statement if he hadn’t paused to correct himself. “You don’t know how to talk to me?” She asked as the smile spread across her face. “You’re doing a pretty good job right now, aren’t you?” It felt normal talking to Arthur. They had spoken before, but never like this. Molly knew that they could’ve been friends from the start had either of them gotten the courage.

“I’d like that,” the redhead admitted, sending a similar smile his way. The conversation shifted to muggle studies and that would be easier for them. For Arthur because it was muggle studies and for Molly because it was about school. “The essay’s due in a few days, Arthur!” She exclaimed with a laugh.

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Arthur’s ears burned bright red and he ruffled his hair again, letting out a wry little chuckle. “I’m glad you think so,” he looked at her with a little grin, finally relaxing a little bit. It was nice talking to Molly. Normally, it was a thing he didn’t think he could do, but she made it seem easy.

Laughing, he shrugged, “It’s easy! We’ll get them whipped out no problem and you can relax.” Arthur grinned, relaxing even more. Muggle studies was his favorite thing in school. Occasionally he could find himself entirely lost in it and wanting to know even more than the school taught. A lot of people thought it was strange, but he didn’t mind it too much.

“Where are you getting stuck?” The redheaded boy tipped his head in curiosity. “I definitely don’t want to go over anything that you already know.”

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make me choose :  @lenonizi asked Rory Williams or Amy Pond

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Something I’ve been working on for a really long time, trying to get just right. And I think I’ve finally done that. So, I just wanted to say: you and Tiff are marvelous as the resident red head cuties and I hope this does the two of you justice. Because it wouldn’t be the same without either of you. <3

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Molly and Arthur

Who is the better wingman when they’re out together?: Pffffft neither. They’re all adorably wrapped up in each other and anyways, Arthur is on the clueless side when it comes to that sort of thing, so he’d be terrible at it.Which of them is more likely to pretend to be in a relationship with the other to avoid something/someone?:Luckily, they don’t have to pretend! It’s Arthur’s favorite thing, being able to say that Molly is his other half.

Who is more likely to fall asleep at the other one’s place?: Arthur can fall asleep pretty much anywhere, so he likely slept(very sneakily) at Molly’s before they got married.Which of them comes up with the more terrible of the bad ideas?: Arthur. He’s an inadvertent trouble maker when he isn’t trying, and terrible trouble-maker when he does try.Which of them remembers more details about the other?:Molly, and Arthur will happily admit it. He has a terrible memory at times, but if he remembers anyone’s favorite things, it’s Molly’s.  Who is more likely to bring home a stray?: Molly. Definitely Molly. It’s the mama in her that she just can’t help, and Arthur can’t deny her.Who eats all of the popcorn when they go to the movies together?:Arthur! He just absentmindedly eats and eats and eats until it’s all gone

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Send me ♣ + two characters and I’ll tell you

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Who is the better wingman when they’re out together?: Which of them is more likely to pretend to be in a relationship with the other to avoid something/someone?: Who is more likely to fall asleep at the other one’s place?: Which of them comes up with the more terrible of the bad ideas?: Which of them remembers more details about the other (e.g. birthdays, favorite foods, how they take their coffee)?: Who is more likely to bring home a stray?: Who eats all of the popcorn when they go to the movies together?:

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😈

Arthur sat with his eldest son, their heads close together in what appeared to be a serious discussion. The book in front of them was not one that would ever be approved of in school, but the man insisted on his sons being introduced to their legacy early. Hearing the door open, he looked up to see his wife walk in and his lips quirked at the sight. Closing the book, he put his finger to his lips, his son nodding in agreement as he slipped it into his robes.

Standing, he smoothed the robes down as he moved towards Molly. “I have to go out tonight. I have some work that needs to be done,” he said as though it were a proper explanation. There was work, indeed. Removing the ridiculous mudblood taint on their world was proving to be more work than initially anticipated, the Order more and more a pain as time progressed. 

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At initial glance, Molly was afraid that Arthur would be cross with her. There was no telling what he would do to ensure that she didn’t ask again. However, he surprised her with his response. She did not realize until he was kissing her that she had been holding her breath. Letting that out, she wrapped her arms around his neck and let her fingers tangle in his hair.

“I would like that very much,” she agreed, stealing one more kiss. “You will not regret it, my love. You know how much fun it is when we play together,” she purred before they were interrupted by Percy, who had woken up from a nightmare, rubbing his eyes of sleep and crying for his mother.

Glaring at the young boy, she pulled out of her husband’s hold before scooping Percy up. “I’ve told you a million times. Your nightmares are over nothing, Percival.”

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Arthur’s lips twitched at her words, allowing them to conjure up the memories of their last time to ‘play’ together. His trail of thought was interrupted by the appearance of one of his sons. Frowning when Molly pulled away, he sighed and shook his head at the exchange. It was absolutely nothing new to see.

Walking over, he took Percy from his wife. “Go on, you get ready,” he told her, “I get to show you off tonight.” With a quick kiss, he walked away from her, looking down at his son with a raised eyebrow. It was rare he took an active role with their children, but at times he knew it was necessary in order to keep their loyalty, or else have them at odds with him as they grew, and that would never do.

“You know better than to bother your mother,” he chastised as they traversed the hall down to the boy’s room. “Remember what I said on the matter of nightmares and monsters?” Arthur sat the boy on his bed and stood there, expectantly waiting an answer. Percy’s little face screwed up in thought before he piped up, “Make friends with the monsters and turn nightmares into goals.”

Arthur nodded, “Good. Now, back to sleep with you. Your mother and I have business to attend to. We shall see you for breakfast.” On those words, he turned on his heel and walked out of the room, the muttering of his son repeating his words filling his ears before he returned his attention to his wife.

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“Hope is a very dangerous thing to lose.”

“It’s a good thing we haven’t lost hope then, isn’t it, Arthur?” 

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Moody smiled, shrugged. 

“I’m still not taking that damn thing.”

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“And if it mysteriously appears on your desk one day, I certainly didn’t do it.”

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He-Man Woman Hater’s Club || Flashback

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Molly chuckled lightly before composing herself. She didn’t want to embarrass him now that he was being honest with her. “You normally avoid me… and when you do have to speak to me, it’s as though that is the last thing you want to be doing,” she stated. 

Sending him a smile that seemed a little forced, she tried to think of what to say about all this. “Does that mean that we have a chance of being friends? I do need help in muggle studies. I know that’s your best subject.”

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Arthur blinked at her words and shook his head, disbelief written on his face. “That’s because I was always terrified that....” The boy trailed off, his face paling slightly as he looked down, realizing what had almost slipped out. “It’s definitely not that I don’t want to talk to you,” he said quietly, “I just... Don’t really know how.” His admission was slightly louder but he still wouldn’t look at her.

A small sheepish smile settled on his face and he tipped his head to just barely look at her. “We can be friends,” he said with a nod. Tipping his head, his grin widened and he turned to look at her fully. “I can help you with that,” he said with a nod, “Is it the essay we have due soon?”

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“ they were flirting with you ”

Arthur’s eyes widened before he blinked owlishly, his head whipping to study the girl that Molly was pointing out. His face was rather stunned as he turned back to look at her, confusion written quite plain there. “They were... Really?” His voice was astonished before he let out a little laugh and shook his head.

“Quite the nonsense,” Arthur said, his arms reaching out to pull her close to him. “Anyone can tell, blind, deaf, or dumb, that I’m utterly lost for you,” he said, dopey smile in place as he looked at her. Anyone who saw the man’s face as he looked at her would say that he swore she hung the stars in his sky.

They wouldn’t be wrong.

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"I don't like the way she’s looking at you ”

Arthur looked over at Molly and winced, the tips of his ears going red before he turned away. “That is the look of a very angry wife. Deservedly very, very angry,” the man sighed and turned to look at Alastor, taking a step closer as though the other man would protect him.

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Memes

  jealous / possessive  meme

“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”

“ were you with him/her? ”

“ why is she/he calling you? ”

“ do they know we’re together? ”

“ were you with him/her? ”

“ i don’t want you seeing them anymore ”

“ did she/he make a pass at you? ”

“ i know you were with her/him ”

“ you belong to me ”

“ i can’t believe you were with her/him ”

“ i don’t like the way he’s/she’s looking at you ”

“im NOT jealous ”

“ i thought you only had eyes for me ”

“ he/she can’t make you feel the way i make you feel ”

“ you’re too good for her/him ”

“is there someone else?”

“ you were flirting with them ”

“ they were flirting with you ”

“ i don’t want you talking to them again ”

“ i can’t stop picturing you with him/her ”

“ the thought of you with him/her makes me sick ”

“ tell me i have nothing to worry about ”

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He-Man Woman Hater’s Club || Flashback

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Molly followed his lead and peered into the hands on her lap, afraid that there was a blush on her face for having asked such a question. “I’ve never hated you, Arthur. Perhaps if I had known those pranks were your doing, I would be upset, but they’re not something to hate you over. Besides, you said yourself… they were not meant for me.”

“In all honesty, I had thought that you didn’t like me at all,” she admitted out loud, sneaking a peek over at him in a shy way, which was rare for her. Normally, the red head was confident and boisterous. Right now, she was quiet and all of her focus was on the boy sitting at the end of her bed.

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Arthur sat up straight and looked over at her, blinking in surprise. “How would you think I don’t like you?!” He abruptly shut his mouth and bit down on his bottom lip, forcing himself to shut up and not embarrass himself anymore. The boy’s hand had slapped down on the bed too close to Molly and he quickly slid it under his leg.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, turning red all the way to the tips of his ears, “Didn’t mean to be so loud.” The hand on the other side of him raised to ruffle through his hair, a gesture the girl would one day recognize instantly. 

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Red hair.  A litter of children.  And robes that looked like they should have been thrown out years ago.  James didn’t even bother to resist rolling his eyes as the two shuffled in, children in tow.

“Weasleys.  Didn’t realize that a place like this was in your price range.  But, I’m sure that if you’re willing to wash dishes for a few hours, they’ll let any old scum in.”

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“You know, I don’t enjoy being spoken to that way.  I have respect,” James replied, his voice even, his smile painted on.  If Arthur wanted to get mad and make a scene, that was fine.  It’d leave the younger of the two with the excuse that the Weasley man was actually crazy and would do better off locked away.

“Just not for blood traitors,” he added in the same tone.  Pushing back his chair, James stood up before dropping a few Galleons on his table.  Smirking, he held out one of the golden coins to Arthur.  Charity was good for the soul or some bull shit like that.  “Here.  Buy your wife something nice from me.”

Hazel eyes flicked back to the table full of little red heads.  Children usually were the ones to pay for the sins of the father.  And, to James, the way he was currently being spoken to was a rather big sin.  His voice lowered as he took a step closer to Arthur, taking his eyes away from the table of Weasleys.  “You know, you better watch those kids of yours.  Hate for something to happen to one of them.“

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Arthur’s very rare temper was raging like a tempest now. His hands curled into fists at his sides, only barely hidden in the folds of his robes. The man watched James’s gaze slide towards his family and he couldn’t stop the step forward that he took. 

His hand shot out, shoving Potter’s hand and the galleon in it back towards the younger man. Stepping closer, he covered the action as though he were taking the man’s hand to pull him close into a hug, dispelling some of the tension from the watchers in the room around them. His voice was low and held a tone that none of his family would ever hear from him.

“If you come near my children,” he practically growled out, “I swear that no one will ever find any piece of you to bury. There won’t be enough dust left of your pure little bones to fill an urn for your mother’s shelf.” This was a side of the head of the Weasley family that no one would believe he was capable of, and certainly no one would believe upon hearing of. But the look in his eyes, aimed dead straight at James, was enough to say that there was no front in his words.