ship: Arthur/Molly
prompt: "It's nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today."
setting: their bedroom in the Burrow, a few years before the books (somewhere around may 1976
warning:
category(?): fluff
words: 223
Arthur turned over quietly in the bed he and his wife shared. He was careful not to wake her, she needed all the sleep she could get, but failed. She was such a light sleeper.
"Arthur?" she murmured, sitting up.
"Good morning, Molly." He rubbed his hand over her -- rather large -- stomach. She must be due anytime now.
She opened her eyes, the brown shade he adored peering at him, like chocolate covered caramel. "It's nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today."
He grinned at her. She could be so sappy sometimes. "I'm surprised Bill and Charlie haven't come running up yet."
Molly nodded suspiciously. "That's very true," she narrowed her eyes to listen.
After several moments, there was the thud of footsteps and the door opened. "Daddy, Mummy!" Charlie yelled, the three year old jumping onto the bed.
"Can we go flyin' today?" He begged Arthur. "Please?"
"We'll see, Charlie." Arthur said, ruffling his fiery red hair. "Why don't you go make yourself some toast while we get dressed?"
The two boys cheered, five year old Bill leading the way.
"FOOD! FOOD! FOOD!"
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Harry Potter Oneshots
FanfictionMostly fluff. Very rare if it's not. Real original, I know. But I've been wanting to do this for awhile sooo here goes. Any suggestions? Comment or message me. -- Anything familiar isn't mine 🤷🏼♀️ Highest Rank: #3 oneshotbook Completed.
