[COMPLETED] I know this concept is a bit overdone but I promise to make it interesting. This takes place a few years after the war. Just to clarify, the story is better than the description. I suck at writing descriptions. Highest rankings: #1 in Hermione, #1 in Dramione, #1 in Kinsley, #1 in GinnyPotter, #6 in DracoMalfoy, #175 in Magic, and others but I keep forgetting to keep track

Torn from the life she always known, traveling across the country to start a life she knew nothing about, Molly Connolly had no reason to anticipate love. She was barely processing the death of her father, the loss of her home, and now must face up to the harshness of the vast wild west. * * He had to be wondering at what sort of fragile creature I must be to be constantly crying. Swallowing the boulder sized lump in my throat I nodded, wiping away my tears. "Yes." "Really?" Clearly startled, he stared skeptically at me. "Please do not make me say it again." * * He stepped into my life when I had no one else to turn to. Desperate, scared, and alone, I married a complete stranger. Could we hope for more?