The Heart of the Dragon
@regalmalfoy
After everything that had happened Molly had desperately wanted her son to return home with her but Charlie had insisted that he was going to continue working in the Dragon Reserve. To him, that had become home and Molly pretended that it didn’t hurt but it did. She had lost Fred, George had lost half of himself and the whole family was hurting. Arthur had known how much she had wanted Charlie to return home and so he had sent her off packing, telling her that everything would be fine at home, that they could all look after themselves. It had taken quite a lot of convincing but, after Ginny had placed her hand on her mother’s shoulder, squeezing it and telling her to go, she had agreed that she would leave.
She had packed a bag with the essentials and had taken an international portkey that Arthur had arranged for her. She had been told by Charlie that he was going to send another one of the workers to pick her up from the portkey point and show her to the room she would be staying in for the few weeks that she would be there. She felt that familiar tug behind her naval and her feet hit the ground, the world having blurred around her now coming back into focus, trees that were semi-familiar to her. She stepped forward, looking around for the young brunette that was supposed to be waiting for her. She spotted a young girl who looked to be about the same as her Ron and she crossed the distance between them.
“Hello, I’m looking for Sarah? I am Molly Weasley, Charlie’s mother.” The question was speculative, Molly not quite sure if this was the right person she was talking to. She smiled gently at the young woman.














