Rebuilt | f.weasley

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TW- Trigger warning

Talk of Abortions and Pregnancy

- Don't go into too much detail, just focuses on the aftermath, please don't read if it will make you feel uncomfortable xx

Meeting new people is a wonderful thing.

However being familiarised with an old friend is a feeling rather unmatchable in my own opinion.

18960 hours

790.8 days

26 months

2 years & 2 months

And it felt like no time had passed at all.

I'm not silly.

I know that just because earlier today Harry expressed emotion to me, doesnt mean that everything's okay now.

It would take time.

You cant build a bridge in a hug.

It takes work, time and support.

But i didnt care.

If that's what it would take then id do it.

Id do it a thousand times.

I was just so incredibly happy.

Our relationship wasn't the same yet.

And that's okay.

One of the lessons I've learned in life is that even the most wonderful things are far from perfect.

And in many ways, 'perfect' doesnt even exist.

Its the mess that makes something magical.

No further questions.

'Honestly Molly everything was lovely' Hermione said warmly as the group of us huddled around the door, out coats on and bags all together.

'Yeah, i couldn't have asked for a more perfect Christmas' i add as i reached in for a hug, not minding the fact that the air was being squeezed out of me by the intensity of which i was being compressed by the warm woman.

And the fact that she had drank a fair share of gingerbread whiskey didnt help her enthusiasm.

'I'm so very glad my dears!' she smiles back, holding the sides of my face in her soft hands, decorated with the emerald stone, wedding ring she had worn ever since her and Arthur got engaged.

'Goodbye mum' Ginny said in a warn out tone, seeming rather defused of all her prior Christmas spirit.

'Ron really?' Harry asked in a defeated tone as he eyed his best friend snacking on a turkey wing just behind his sister.

'What? this only happens once a year, I'm savouring it' he remarks back, waving his arms and the meat in the air.

'Ron get that away from me, just the smell is making me nauseous!' Ginny snapped, taking a step away from her brother.

The group of us looked rather taken aback by her reaction.

I mean sure, Ginny had always been sharp minded and short tempered.

But when it came to food she never minded what was near her or any type of usual smell.

'Honey you love my special turkey' Mrs Weasley says in a confused tone, stroking her daughters face and tucking some hair behind her ear.