#weasley sweaters

[aibidil]

I know we love a Weasley sweater trope, but what if THIS is what Molly knits Draco on drarry's first Christmas

[werewolvesstolemyhat]

Oh, Golden Boy Chapter 5

Matching sweaters, gift exchanges, and first times (in a while)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65318767/chapters/168059581

[roseleviosaoriginal]

Penance, Year Two - Chapter Twenty-Seven - White Christmas

No one seemed capable of standing up from the table by the time the pudding was served. A heavy blanket of snow had settled on the ground, with only the tallest weeds in the garden grass peeking through the white cover.

Molly circled the table, delivering her annual gifts in each person's lap. Her eyes were still red and damp, but she smiled brightly to each of her guests.

Remus looked guiltily at Lyall, recalling their argument the year before, but Lyall appeared determined to forget the incident as he avoided Remus’ gaze and thanked Molly for his new jumper. Remus held his, still wrapped in his lap, watching as Teddy tore into his own lumpy package and held up an emerald green jumper. It was the same color as the jumper in Lyall’s hands and, he realized, looking up, Andromeda's. He looked around the table and noted that Bill, Fleur, and Victoire had all been gifted matching light blue jumpers. Harry and Ginny were pulling on matching maroon ones, and Ron and Hermione were dressed in aubergine.

Remus looked down at the festively wrapped package in his lap as unexpected grief struck him.

She should be here. He heard blood rushing in his ears and closed his eyes, determined not to let his mounting emotions show.

As quietly as he could, he pushed back his chair and summoned his crutches from where they leaned against the far wall.

“Loo,” he muttered, in response to Andromeda's questioning look. He could feel eyes on him as he swung on his crutches out of the kitchen - he wished he could toss them aside and run, but he held his face together and made his slow way to the sitting room.

Lowering himself into a chair, he felt his breath catch in his throat as pent-up sorrow threatened to break loose. He steepled his hands at the bridge of his nose, like a muzzle.

Breathe in. Hold. Breathe out.

He wished he could sneak out for a smoke, but between his crutches and the ever-growing piles of snow outside, he knew it would be impossible.

She should be here. He couldn't keep the picture from his mind - Dora and Teddy, dressed in matching jumpers, posing for a picture in front of the Weasley's shining tree. Dora's eyes were a little sad, but she was smiling.

She should be here. He concentrated on his breathing, pushing back against the flood of emotions threatening to overwhelm him.

“Remus dear?”

Molly was closing the kitchen door quietly behind her as he looked up at the unexpected interruption. He shifted uneasily in his seat, grimacing as the movement pulled at his hip. Molly pulled up a chair across from him and sat down.

Neither spoke for a long moment, each focused on containing their grief. Finally, Molly sniffed.

“I thought this year would be easier,” she said, her voice weak and small. “I suppose it has been, in a sense, but…” She patted her eyes with her sleeve. Wordlessly, Remus conjured a handkerchief and passed it to her.

“Thank you, dear,” she croaked. She crumpled the handkerchief in her hand and began turning it over and over, worrying the fabric.

“It was the same way when Fabian and Gideon… well, not exactly the same…”

Remus nodded but did not offer a response. Molly sighed, fresh tears pooling in her eyes.

“I don't think anything will feel quite right ever again.”

Remus looked at her intently, nodding in agreement. His voice cracked as he spoke. “It won't,” he said, and Molly looked up, mildly surprised. “Nothing will feel right.” He dropped his head, trying to control his face. He looked back up, his expression neutral, and met Molly's eyes. He could see her pleading with him to argue with her, to convince her that, someday, it would be alright.

He offered her a small, insincere smile. “But we'll make the most out of it, I suppose,” he said. It was the best he could offer. Molly nodded, dabbing the corner of her eye with the handkerchief.

“I guess that's all we can do,” she sniffed. She gave herself a shake and straightened up in her seat. “Well, shall we go back in?” Remus started to shake his head, but a loud crash came from the kitchen, followed immediately by a wail from Teddy.

He stood as quickly as he could, biting back a pained hiss as he arranged himself on his crutches.

[solaceepiphany]

dron friendship me thinks

bonus: harry being possessive of whats his (and very badly done text subtitles)

[nerdiepurl]

Getting closer!

[pygmy-puffy]

1st day of Christmas : Ron x Hermione

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When Ron came home from work, the apartment was plunged in darkness, save for a tiny sliver of light coming through the cracked door of their bedroom.

He opened up to find a frustrated Hermione sitting on their bed, tangled up in yarn.

“This isn’t possible! I’ve learned this in primary school, I should remember how to knit!” she exclaimed, tugging on loose strands, only making a worse mess.

“Why don’t you use magic?”

“It makes nicer sweaters, the Muggle way,” Hermione replied looking down at her work so far. “I just want to make something special for Molly. She’s given us so much.”

Ron sat down in the space beside her on the bed and gently pried the knitting out of her hands.

“Here, let me show you. Mum taught me the Muggle way before I could use magic.”

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This was inspired by an exchange on discord between @gin-draws and @deluminatorillustrator (a wink to you for learning knitting in school ;) ) I just took it and ran 🙈

The idea was that Molly probably never got any sweaters for Christmas so one year everyone would learn how to knit and each make her a sweater. ❤️

It’s going to be a series. 10 days of Christmas 😁 🎄 I’ll post them all under the tag #10daysofweasleysjumpers [edited from “sweaters” to “jumpers” English is confusing 😅) - maybe my last series on tumblr if it implodes lol.

It’s going to be incredibly fluffy, you were warned! Happy holidays 🎄😍🎄😍

[sleazyjanet]

no context. just felt like giving rowan some love

[ianceii]

Smug Harry and Tom wearing a Weasley sweater™ coz’ it’s CHRISTMAS

Ps. Click for better quality even if there was no quality to begin with :')