where: the burrow / st. mungo’s. who: arthur; @arthurxweasleyx. when: august 26th.
It had been five months since Molly had seen Andromeda. She’d been five months pregnant at that point. Currently she was enormous. Her feet were swollen, she was walking like a penguin and only pickles, sausage and ice cream could cure her hunger.
She and Arthur had finally made it to bed — Arthur putting the boys down so Molly could make her way up the damned staircase she had grown to loathe. As they laid there she placed her head on his shoulder, a comfort that had been there since their days at school. “I can’t believe I have another month of this. And he’s moving around more than any of the others. I love it. It’s a reminder that he’s healthy and strong but, Merlin, I’m so tired,” she let out a sigh. “I love the bugger already but he’s going to be trouble. I can tell. Howlers all over the place.” She let out a small laugh and rubbed her giant stomach.
“I suppose I should try to sleep. If he’ll let me.” She twirled her hand and turned off the lights and leaned toward Arthur. “Love you, my dear,” and gave him a kiss.
She wriggled into the covers, lying on her back and closed her eyes. She lay like that for what felt like an eternity. Arthur was snoring. Lucky bastard.
Then suddenly — she was all wet. Molly shook Arthur awake. “He’s coming Arthur.”