Written for the Connect the Weasleys Challenge by Morning Lillies.

Molly/Arthur

Prompt: Something Borrowed

Something Borrowed

May 1, 1997

"Molly-wobbles?"

Molly lifted her head at the sound of her husband's voice and gave him a small smile. He approached her, sporting his brown dressing gown and matching slippers. She remembered when he had bought those from a little Muggle shop in London. The memory of his wide, excited eyes and his enormous grin was one of her fondest memories of him. It must have been almost twenty years since they two of them had braved Muggle London together.

"Are you coming to bed, dear?" he asked her from the bottom of the stairs.

"In a minute, Arthur," she reassured him. "Go back to sleep."

But he ignored her. Instead, he took a seat next to her at the dinner table and planted a sweet kiss on her cheek. She smiled, feeling colour rushing to her cheeks. Sometimes, even after all these years, she still saw the young man that she had married. They had both been so young, and had endured such hardships since that day, but Molly wouldn't have any other man beside her through it all.

"I can't believe it's tomorrow," she mused, a hint of sadness in her voice. Arthur reached across the table and took her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"I know," he agreed, a small smile on his lips. "I can't believe Bill is the one to settle down first."

Molly chuckled light and turned to smirk at her husband. "I thought Ron would be the first," she admitted. "He's such a romantic. Do you think he and Hermione will ever get together? I'd love it if she joined the family. She's practically family now – her and Harry."

Arthur sighed and shook his head. "Sometimes, I don't know how we raised a boy so daft. The way they dance around each other – "

"Like you and me," she turned to look at him bashfully through her eyelashes, her cheeks colouring again the way Arthur loved so much. They stared deep into each other's eyes for a moment, relishing the time alone. With all the fuss involving the wedding, they'd hardly had a minute to themselves. Family and friends had been arriving for a couple of days, and part of Molly couldn't wait for the commotion to be over.

"I went by Muriel's today to borrow that tiara for Fleur," Molly told him with an exaggerated eye roll. "That woman. You'd think I asked her to murder one of her cats, the way she looked at me."

Arthur laughed. "She's your family," he teased, earning him a gentle prod in the shoulder.

"Do you think they're too young?" Molly blurted out suddenly. Arthur sighed. He knew this conversation was coming. Even though she had grown to like the French girl, his wife was still worried about her oldest son.

"No," Arthur replied simply. "He's 26. Percy was born when we were that age."

Molly pulled her hand out of his grip and rubbed her temples. "It was different back then. There was a war – "

" – there's a war now – "

" – and we loved each other – "

" – Bill loves her – "

Molly looked up, her brown eyes glistening with tears. "I know," she whispered. "He loves her so very much. I just don't want something to go wrong. He's such a delicate boy, really – "

Arthur pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair. "He's strong, Molly," she told him. "Their love is strong. They'll make it through this. We did."

He took her tear streaked face into his hands and kissed her. Molly knew he was right. They would make it.

A/N: I've been feeling super ambitious as of late, and decided I wanted to push myself. So, I started the 36 pack of the challenge, even though I'm still going with the 78 pack. I'm just feeling the Weasley love right now. Please read and review! I would love to hear your thoughts on this :) xx