Oneshots And Rants

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Request: yes
Request by:  @sigh100 
Request: platonic Harry/Molly bonding
Au: Hogwarts, second year
Notes: I hope that's what you had in mind
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I wrote this story by myself. If anyone wants to feature it in a book of theirs, please ask first.

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"Harry dear, come eat. I've already prepared something, it'd be a shame not to eat anything!"

Molly dragged Harry over to a chair at the dining table and forced him down, skipping to the kitchen and bringing two plates.

After they ate, Molly brought the dishes to the sink, letting magic do the rest, and came back with tea and some biscuits.

"So, how's Hogwarts, dear?" Molly asked.

"Oh, it's great, Ron and Hermione are great friends, although Ron should really use his brain more." Harry said with a small chuckle. "Quidditch is fun, although a bit tiring, but the thrill makes up for it. It's fantastic to fly around on a broom, the wind in your hair." Harry continued, a sparkle in his eyes.

"That sounds fantastic," Molly stood up and came back with a lit cigarette. Harry took the cup and brought it to his lips, taking a sip of the tea. 

"Yeah, but I don't like Snape... He's always treating me bad and comparing me to my father."

Molly didn't bother correcting him,  she knew it was no use.

"Severus introduced your mother to the wizarding world. They were very good friends. He liked her but she didn't like him back. Your father on the other hand, well, he bullied him. James and his little group, they called themselves 'Marauders', liked to bully him, well, at least your father and Black did." Molly explained. "You look so much like your father, Severus can't help himself. You have to forgive him."

"But how can I be like my father, if I grew up my whole life thinking they died in a car accident and that was it? Aunt Petunia told me they died in a car accident and I never heard another word about them." Harry complained.

"I don't know, dear. I'm very sorry." Molly said.

They talked a bit more, about Hogwarts, the friendship of Harry, Ron and Hermione, and much more.

A few hours later--it was already starting to turn dark--the door to the Burrow opened. The rest of the Weasleys, bar Bill and Charlie, entered and greeted Molly and Harry in the kitchen.

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That night, when Harry was in bed, he thought about what Molly had told him. He didn't want to be like his father if it meant being a bully... But maybe he could forgive Snape. They wouldn't be friends, but maybe they could at least look at eachother without looks-that-could-kill. He would at least have to try.

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A/N

Alright, I know this is short and that it isn't exactly cannon--Harry is major ooc--but I tried my best. I usually don't read cannon stories but I tried my best... Hope you still like it, if not, then I'm sorry.

To everyone else reading this: I hope that you, too, like it and please leave requests.

Thank,
Jenna.

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