A Mother's Love

Six long months, Ron was gone.

She thought to herself about all the times he would come tumbling down the stairs for breakfast, the times he would scream that he saw a spider, and talk about a certain bushy haired girl that he "hated".

Molly walked into his room for old times sake, only to be greeted by a disgusting ghoul in his pajamas.

She also saw her daughter look forlorn once in a while; Molly knew Ginny missed her younger older brother.

The nightmares were unbearable most times; thoughts of never seeing her baby boy that had grown up in what seemed a second had daunted her slumber with insomnia...his smile...the way he looked more and more like his father every other day.

"He'll come home today." was what she tole herself everyday.

"Hopefully."

A/N: I was simply thinking and this came from it! Be on the look out for a Rose/Scorpius fic called White Roses. I hope you enjoyed. I aim to please!