❝ a darkness that holds me,
and loves when I bleed,
it locks all the doors and then hides all the keys,
wish someone had told me what I couldn't see,
a glimmer of hope that was staring at me ❞
fred weasley x fem!oc
golden trio era
rewr...
(a/n): hello friends!sorry to all the fluent french speakers out there (pls correct me if any translations are wrong!) i'm quite rusty. either way, here we are.
all the love <3
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AGAINST CONTRARY BELIEF, and very much to Rebecca's surprise, Molly Weasley was actually rather happy to know that she'd be getting her first grandchild in roughly six months' time. The woman had actually froze at first, stopping mid-way chop through her large mound of vegetables and turning around with wide eyes – making Scarlett grow paler by the second and clutch onto George's hand tightly in a panic – but after a moment of gathering herself, Mrs.Weasley was letting out a loud squeal of delight. At once, she had called for her husband, Arthur running in from the back room quickly with a face of sheer panic and on alert with his wand lofted before he too was told the big news.
George was immediately tugged into a tight hug by his father who had gasped so loudly and smiled even wider. And, of course, Fred grinned smugly from his spot sat atop the counter – happily teasing his father for getting so teary eyed alongside his twin, and about the way they were embracing for too long. Up until Rebecca gave him an elbow into the midsection, smothering her own fond smile to shoot him a pointed glance. He only continued to smile smugly, tugging her backwards into his embrace with arms draped over her shoulders, and his lips pressing a kiss to her temple before he was back to teasing his father and brother.
"Oh that's wonderful!" Molly let out excitedly, bouncing on her toes and smothering Scarlett into a hug while rocking them both side to side, "it's such a nice surprise! Congratulations!"
"Thank you, Mrs.Weasley," Scarlett let out happily midst an obvious breath of relief, her eyes shutting tightly in content as she hugged the woman back, "I'm sorry we've taken a bit longer to tell you."
"Nonsense," The older witch waved off the words with the utmost ease, pulling back to hold the Hufflepuff at arm's length, "and it's Molly to you, dear – or Mum –" Molly smiled once more, squeezing the girl's shoulders, "speaking of which, your mum; your parents, Sweetness, have you told them yet?"
"Yes," The brunette gave a sheepish smile and a tiny nod, "George and I, we told my mother together just last week. She's just as excited about it as well."
"You should invite her to dinner," Molly gasped excitedly, her eyes twinkling under the kitchen's light, seemingly searching over Scarlett's features, "perhaps in the upcoming days...we've yet to meet any of your family – and it's well passed time we all get together, I believe," She beamed once more, "Especially now, what with this little miracle."
