When: 06 January 1981 Where: The Burrow Who: Molly Weasley
It had been 12 days since Molly had told her brothers she was pregnant and they were still the only two to know. She knew that based on her history with Bill and Charlie that it wouldn’t be long until she started showing and she would have to tell people soon, but the more people who knew the more real it became that she was bringing another child into these unprecedented times.
Arthur— of course, she had to start with Arthur. Then her parents, then his parents, and Bilius of course. Then they would tell their friends and the rest of their family. The never-ending Weasley family which she was about to make even bigger.
Over the last 12 days, if Molly ever found herself alone, even if for only a moment, the tears welled up again. The fear crept in and the doubts that she could provide for everyone the way that they needed, that she would be equipped to raise a child in such an uncertain world. Molly was afraid. She had been afraid since her birthday and wasn’t sure if she’d ever not be afraid again.
But in true Molly Beatrice Prewett Weasley fashion, she pulled herself together for the benefit of her friends, her family, and most importantly her boys, and began to plan. She had a lot of people to visit over the next few days, and lots of baking was still to be done.