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When: 25 November 1980 Where: The Burrow Who: Molly Weasley & Regan Higgs @reganhiggs
Every time Molly turned around it seemed like someone else she cared about was getting hurt and she didn’t know how much more she could take. “No chance I could get you to move into the tent for a while, love?” She asked already knowing the answer. It wasn’t realistic, but she still had to ask.
When: 24 November 1980 Where: Wenlock Beach Who: Elizabeth Dayal & @sturgispodmore
Three days after more or less but not really admitting that she might have feelings for Sturgis— he ran into a burning building for his best friend. It caused a stirring in her chest that she chalked up to indigestion and once she knew he was safe, the tightness eased and she told herself that as long as he was being safe about being an idiot it was fine.
Then several days passed, and then several more, and then she couldn’t not owl him. When she told Hattie she would be clingy it was a joke, but owling someone twice in two weeks definitely had her on that path. She supposed she could chalk it up to spending every day with him for almost three months, but she had used that excuse for the last owl. Perhaps it would be okay to simply admit that she wanted to see him. He had said it’d be alright— they were staying married for the kids after all.
She sat on the beach, fingers dug into the sand. It was far too cold for anyone else to be around but she liked the solitude of it as she waited for Sturgis, trying to sort what she felt.
When: 23 November 1980 Where: The Bookstore Who Jonah Adams & OPEN
Things had been interesting at the shop for the last couple of weeks. For starters, it seemed like they couldn’t keep anything even remotely related to fantasy in stock — fantasy and bibles were his number one sellers at the moment and it was the strangest combination of people he had ever met in his life.
With the uptick in sales, and therefore customers, Jonah found placing twice as many orders than he usually did which prompted him to put a help wanted sign in the window to help keep on top of things. When the bell above the door jingled, he made his way to the front, hoping for either an applicant or his latest shipment of books.
When: 19 November 1980 Where: Fabian and Gideon’s Who: Molly Weasley & Fabian Prewett @fabiansacharmer
Molly knew she was doing it again, as in doing too much. Just as Frank had shooed her away from over fluffing his pillows, she knew it was only a matter of time before Fabian shooed her off too. Molly had always been a touch overbearing when it came to caring. Usually, she put it to good use, but in instances of great stress or panic, she overdid it just a smidge.
Which was how Fabian found himself surrounded by soft pillows and plush blankets, with Shepard’s pie, and chicken pot pie, and roast chicken, and chicken wings, and chicken and dumplings, and any kind of chicken you could imagine covering the counters of Fabian and Gideon’s apartment— and that didn’t even include the sweets she had made.
“You boys shouldn’t have to cook for at least two weeks.” Anyone with normal eating habits would make it through her cooking in about a month, but she knew her brothers better than that.
WHEN: 12 November, 1980 WHERE: St. Mungo’s WHO: Fabian Prewett & Mary Macdonald ( @marymacdonaldhadafarm )
“What are you doing here?” Fabian pulled the stiff hospital sheets up to his armpits, unsure whether to be grateful or concerned that news of his whereabouts had spread. If it wasn’t Mary coming to visit, the answer might have mattered. He was too relieved to see her to give it much thought.
WHEN: 11 November, 1980 WHERE: St. Mungo’s WHO: Fabian Prewett & Frank Longbottom ( @franklongbooty )
When news of the attack on Fiendfyre Fitness reached his ears, Fabian thought he had solved some sort of puzzle. So that’s why Frank was here--- No, Molly had confirmed, it was certainly not. Eager for both distraction and the real story, Fabian wandered out of his room when he shouldn’t have, surprising Frank in his ward with a sudden tearaway of the curtain.
“Small world, I reckon.”
When: 11 November 1980 Where: St. Mungo’s Who: Elizabeth Dayal & Hattie Hathaway @skyehathaway
“You know, I’ve never been someone's emergency contact before. It’s gotta be some kind of honor.” Elizabeth grinned knowing that she still wasn’t. Had heard the news on the tube and knew that Hattie had been at work. They wouldn’t let Elizabeth through the first day. Not while Hattie was in and out.
Elizabeth stood awkwardly in the doorway with a bag of things for Hattie in her hand. “I didn’t know what you’d need or want and you don’t really have a whole lot of stuff. Which— I know you said not to touch your shit but I thought this might be an acceptable circumstance.” She said setting the bag of clothes and toiletries and knickknacks on the end of her bed.
bilius: ohh no don't strain yourself! we're good :)
bilius: aww, i'm glad they're okay though. hopefully things will be better soon cuz i miss pinching charlie's little cheeks 🤧
bilius: for the record, ma says you and the boys are welcome to stay here with us if you want to
bilius: i know you probably won't take her up on that offer but she's been bugging me to let you know anyway 🙈
Molly: It's no strain at all. Keeps me busy.
Molly: You're more than welcome to come over. I just haven't exactly brought myself to go out yet.
Molly: I want us to be here when Arthur gets him moments at home.
