Alice tried not to giggle too loud as she shoved Molly’s hand away in an equally as playful manner, adjusting herself to a far more comfortable position. “I don’t see why not. Running’s so much fun,” she said, opting for lying on her back in the end after a bit of fuss. “Especially if it’s a chase. Then you’ve really got your focus set on one thing.” She’d always liked to run, ever since she was a kid, and not just as some sort of game. She didn’t necessarily need to be tall or have a certain build to run. Sure that helped but it wasn’t everything. “See I think she’s only acting strange because she’s having an affair with Andreas, you know the shifty handsome, dark haired one. She’ll end up being pregnant with his baby or something, another subplot.”
As Molly went on about where they’d be in five years, there was a strange feeling in her chest. They really could have those lives in such a short space of time and it was crazy to even think about it. “I read this article in this magazine Vi left lying around, most people have apparently met who they’re going to marry by now. I don’t reckon that’s true, but if you had to choose anyone you know, who’d it be?” she asked, turning on her front and looking up at Molly. For now they could at least turn life in to a game. “What’s your perfect life?”
“And that is why you’re going to be an Auror, and I’m not,” Molly whispered, grinning. “I don’t know how on earth you do it. I’ve got about one mile in me then I’m short of breath and collapsing on the ground.” She grabbed a pillow, fluffing it and lying on her back as well besides Alice. “Godric, I was so mad when they started seeing each other! Even if Andreas does have a delicious accent that doesn’t mean she should’ve cheated on him. Poor bloke.”
Alice’s question left her seriously wondering. Had she already met the person she was going to marry? It was almost daunting – but she reminded herself that this wasn’t a serious conversation. It was a late-night chat between two snickering sixteen-year-olds, so Molly felt perfectly at ease joking around. “My perfect life...well, I hope if I end up going into medicine, I’ll end up being a Healer at St. Mungo’s. I think I’d like to live by the sea, or somewhere near a farmer’s market where I can get fresh fruit on the weekends,” she said, rambling a bit. “I’d like four kids...but I don’t know about who I’d choose to marry. Hm, let’s see.” Molly tapped her finger to her chin, considering the boys in her life. At the moment, she didn’t really have a crush on anyone. She was best mates with Ted, and close with Felipe and Frank, and of course there was that awkward thing with Amos, and she’d been becoming better friends with–
“Oh no,” Molly breathed, a sudden, embarrassing realization hitting her. They were friends, just friends, but the thought of them as an item...? Godric. Her cheeks suddenly flushed red (coincidentally, the same color as the certain boy occupying her thoughts). “...Merlin, I think I’ve got a crush on Arthur–”
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