Harry Potter Imagines

fluff - G.W.

There has always been a ruckus in the Weasleys house. It was a daily routine and even though Molly says she hates it, she could have never imagined herself living in a quiet home. She just couldn't.

"Dammit, Fred! Get George out of that tree!" she yelled while mixing the mass.

"Fred? Seriously, mum, I thought by now you could tell us apart." grinned Fred and ran upstairs.

"Fred Weasley don't you tempt me." she bellowed and ran after Fred.

"Hey mum, where's dad?" asked Ginny with a pack of letters in her hand.

"Garage deary." she smiled and moved out of her way.

"Mum! I can't find jumper! I think I left it in my dorm in school!" yelled Ron from upstairs.

"Don't worry dear. I'll knit you another one!" she shouted back and placed the bowl of mass on the kitchen table.

Mr. Weasley came through the door with black stains all over his hands and he walked over to Molly. "Hey honey, did my letters come already?" he asked and leaned in to give his wife a kiss but she moved away.

"For Merlin's sake Arthur, clean yourself up. And yes, Ginny took it to you."

"Thank you love." he spoke softly and gave her a kiss on the cheek and as much as she hated mr. Weasley coming dirty and sweaty from the garage, she still melted to his words as a small blush crept on her cheeks.

"Stop it you." she smiled and shooed him off.

Percy walked down the stairs in a tight tuxedo and combed hair. "So mum? How do I look?" he smiled and twirled around.

"Oh honey." she gasped and walked closer to him. "You look dashing as always." she cooed and pinched his cheeks. "You are gonna blow them away."

Percy took her hands and kissed the back of them. "Thank you mum. " he smiled before disappearing upstairs again.

"Hey, mum. Did you see Fred by any chance?" said George with messy hair and a big smile on his face.

"Why are you smiling? How did you get out of that tree?" she asked and placed her hand on his sweaty forehead. "And he's in your room."

"I'm gonna get him now, that git." he grinned and ran upstairs.

Yes, Molly Weasley loved the ruckus, because without it, her life would be normal or even worse, boring. --- It was in the middle of the night and Molly was lying in the arms of her husband. They were on the sofa and enjoying the silence of the night. It sure was beautiful and she couldn't be happier right now. Her kids were asleep and she slept in the arms of her husband.

That was until the early morning came and a loud knock on the door woke her up. She looked up at the clock and narrowed her eyes. It was blurry but she could still see the pointer on the clock pointing exactly at 8 am.

It knocked one more time, this time louder and this time it woke Arthur too. She rolled off the sofa and walked to the door. Slowly opening them she saw a tall man standing in front of her.

"(Y/f/n)?!" she exclaimed as she saw your father stand in the doorway and smiling at her.

Arthur walked after Molly and looked through the door. As soon as he saw your father, his archenemy and biggest competition back in Hogwarts, he grabbed Molly's hand and pulled her back.

"(Y/l/n)." he grumbled a bit, squeezing Molly's hand.

"Arthur! Nice to see you old friend."

"Friend?! " scoffed Arthur. "You tried to steal my wife from me."