Harley Lupin is a curse-breaker working for Gringotts bank in Egypt. After many years, a boy- or should I say- man, she went to school with get's transferred from the base in England to Egypt. The two catch up after many years, and what will happen...
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"So, dear, have you both set a date for the wedding?"
Harley coughed, her mouthful of coffee choking her and nearly splurting out across the dinner table. The young woman joined everyone at Grimmauld Place whilst Bill was at work and somehow her conversation with her, soon-to-be, mother-in-law drifted to that of her future wedding. Harley shrugged, her throat burning as she gulped down the coffee she had choked on.
"We haven't really spoken much about it," she told Molly as she placed her coffee mug down and crossed her legs. "I think the prospect of it happening suffices for the moment, with everything going on that is. And to be honest, I don't think I would want to, what with Belle's problems, Harry's endangerment and Voldemort. It's not really the time for a wedding."
Molly smirked, "Maybe it is exactly what people need- something to cheer everyone up. Plus, dear, you both can't dictate your lives around everyone else, they may have their issues but this is yours and Bill's happiness."
Harley sighed, "I know, but Belle and Harry are family-"
"I'm not getting the entire story, am I, dear?" Moly cut her off, her eyebrows raised and her head tilted down ever so slightly. "It's not just Harry and Belle's situations, is it?"
The blonde shook her head, her eyes falling to the tabletop where her hands sat fiddling with one another. Molly was right. here was so much more that was preventing it all and Harley had kept it hidden to herself not wanting to burden anyone with it all but also because she had grown up accustomed to keeping her feelings locked away that, out of habit, she stayed silent.
"It still hurts," she muttered, her voice evidently cracking as her guard slowly slipped down and shattered on the wooden floor. "I just..I jus.. losing the baby won't stop haunting me and I can't get the thought of it out of my head. I lay awake at night with Bill beside me thinking, I should be getting a bump now, I should have had scans by now, maybe even know the gender! But no, inside of me is an empty void where he or she should have been but aren't! It just hurts. I feel numb but it's a painful numbing sensation. How do I get over it, Molly? How do I get past this and move on without thinking of what could have and should have been the biggest change in my life so far?"
Molly reached out, placing her wrinkled hands gently over Harley's scarred ones, rubbing her thumb back and forth. Molly shook her head, "one day, it will take some time, you will not always consciously remember the baby but you will always subconsciously do so. You might not think you are but you are always remembering them. Times will come when the thought will be prominent and can break you once again but, as harsh as it sounds, life does go on. If you go on to have children in the future it won't be as if you are forgetting the baby you lost. I have seven rascals but I have never forgotten the baby that I lost. And that is okay, dear, nobody blames you for anything, it is a sad part of life that many women go through and if anything it will shape you into the best mother you could ever be."
