#wecsleys

[mcllyprcwett]

she had turned her back for a second -- simply to start the rinsing charm, the dishes had been piling and this gave her more time for their little devil, turning to greet the little boy who took after his father in more ways than one -- his devilish good looks, those curls that had her melting --a laughter that rivalled another favourite melody of hers, but she was met with an empty spot on the blanket. 

eyes widening in complete and blatant horror as little bill was nowhere in sight, all that was left was a rather smushed strawberry and the toys that her seemed to have grown bored of -- dropping to her knees, she looked carefully at the spot, of course their son would leave remnants of his little escape -- just follow the strawberry juices molly, what she hadn’t expected was to crawl right into two rather sturdy legs -- legs that she would know anywhere, “trouble --” she greeted rather breathlessly, sitting back on her hunches to peer up at him, “what can i do for you?” if he caught wind of this -- he would never let her live this down, she just had to teach their little terror hide and seek - serves her right. 

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[mcllyprcwctt]

she had nearly gone mad -- molly prewett was not one who was satisfied by sitting idly at home, she managed to do everything on the chore list, fabian and gideon would worship her existence by the end of it, she had even knocked their chores off the list -- she had been so desperate that she had gotten ready to de-gnome the front lawn, as she tucked herself into her gear - in that moment she knew she had to get out of the house -- 

pince could argue that her library was in top shape, but nothing would beat the shelves of flourish and blotts, tucked away in a corner, sheltering her dress from the breeze of the front door -- godric knew she didn’t need a repeat of the summer of 75′, molly was happily distracted -- distracted from the stress that could only come from nerves of her first day, distracted from the longing in her heart for more time to be a child and most of all, distracted from the ginger haired boy that tended to haunt her dreams -- 

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[frcnklcngbottom]

frank liked to think that he was a simple boy - one that didn’t have too many vices and wasn’t OBNOXIOUS, but he was also a boy who enjoyed his bubble baths far too much, it was his GUILTY PLEASURE. there was something soothing about resting his head against the tile and his torso sunk deep in pastel bubbles -- soft groan escaped his lips as he heard a noise -- “myrtle - we had a conversation about PRIVACY, didn’t we?” the boy called out, not opening his eyes as he sunk deeper into the water to avoid her curious gaze, “you’re a lovely lass --” the boy tried, “just have a girlfriend” and then there was the fact that his ears would bleed from her tantrums and well more importantly, she was a ghost. 

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[talkalcts]

——  ARTHUR .

          ‘   .  .  .   anyways  ,   that’s   how   the   muggle   tradition   of   moving   your   furniture   exactly   three   centimeters   to   the   left   every   month   came   about  .   ’ 

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[mcllyprcwctt]

molly had been brimming with excitement -- the kind that had her jittery and restless on the sofa, the heat of the fire soothing yet it was only a matter of time before the sweats kicked in and she had hoped that arthur would make an appearance before then. it’s not that she knew his schedule - no, that would be rather invasive and well, a hint of desperate. she was just a bit investigative - she had checked the boy’s dorms and it wasn’t till one of his dormmates mentioned that he had been out and about that she realized that he hadn’t retuned back to the tower. it was only a matter of time before he returned to the common room, unless he was sneaking out, which could be a very real possibility - he had done it with her, and he had friends - people he might want to see, she was being silly waiting up for him. she should have just owled - perhaps she’d catch him at breakfast -- just as her spiral was coming to an end and she stood up -- the portrait swung open, “hi --” she breathed out, smile stretching as her gaze fell to him. arthur weasley had impeccable timing. 

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[teddystonks]

closed . / @wecsleys​

          ❝  mate  ...  ❞  ted  had  spent  the  past  hour  sitting  on  the  floor  with his  favourite  child ,  entertaining  the  toddler  as  best  as  they  can .  but  now  he’s  sitting  up ,  casting  a  rather  panicked  look  towards  arthur  .  ❝ do  babies  really  drool  this  much ?  ❞ 

[aciiers]

»       CLOSED   STARTER  !       @wecsleys :

     ❛     𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑  𝑖  ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒        placed   bets   on   how  much   liquid  actually   makes   it  to  our   stomachs ?    ❜       sirius  gives  a   barking   laugh  when  he  nearly   slips   to  a  spot  next  to  arthur .   ❛     feel  like  i’m  wearing   skates   around  here  . . .   ❜

[aciiers]

»       CLOSED    STARTER  !          @wecsleys​   :

      ❛    𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠  𝑎𝑚'  𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔  𝑢𝑝      first ,     ❜    sirius  comments  with  the  small  flicker  of  his  eye  up  to  arthur .    he  knows  both  have  a  bit  of   history   with  most  in  the  group   —   hard   not   to   —   but  he  has  the  distinct  feeling  arthur’s  always  been  a   tad   more  emotionally   involved   in  his  relationships  than  sirius  ever  has .     ❛    merlin   these  are  strange  to  watch  from  afar .    ❜