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Re: the single big great issue thing from HBP, I would like to quote from the GoF trailer I saw today before Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (right after a fricking O.M.G. King Kong trailer). Anyway.
Dumbledore, to Harry: Soon we must all face the choice, between doing what is right, and doing what is easy.
...that feels very relevant to me.
Anyway.
I posted the first drabble from the earlier requests--not the first one requested; the one that just showed up in my head first. Boy am I the Spam Queen today, but since I'm posting anyway, here's that, too. It's hard to even call it a spoiler; it's seriously only a pet name Arthur uses for Molly. Sigh. Cutting anyway.
"They don't need me any more." Molly looked at her hands.
"They do! They're just, well, boys, Molly."
"No. Bill just told me my name was obviously because of all the unnecessary mollycoddling."
"Dear." Arthur tipped up her chin. "Boys are foolish. You've years of them yet, though maybe this will be a girl. No doubt Charlie will show up tomorrow, needing bandaging. Or Bill, needing help with a translation charm he can't reckon."
"It's just. They used to be little."
"I know. Mustn't cry, though."
"Not crying."
"Let's see, then. Oh, love. Your chin. You're not mollycoddling; you're Mollywobbling
Dumbledore, to Harry: Soon we must all face the choice, between doing what is right, and doing what is easy.
...that feels very relevant to me.
Anyway.
I posted the first drabble from the earlier requests--not the first one requested; the one that just showed up in my head first. Boy am I the Spam Queen today, but since I'm posting anyway, here's that, too. It's hard to even call it a spoiler; it's seriously only a pet name Arthur uses for Molly. Sigh. Cutting anyway.
"They don't need me any more." Molly looked at her hands.
"They do! They're just, well, boys, Molly."
"No. Bill just told me my name was obviously because of all the unnecessary mollycoddling."
"Dear." Arthur tipped up her chin. "Boys are foolish. You've years of them yet, though maybe this will be a girl. No doubt Charlie will show up tomorrow, needing bandaging. Or Bill, needing help with a translation charm he can't reckon."
"It's just. They used to be little."
"I know. Mustn't cry, though."
"Not crying."
"Let's see, then. Oh, love. Your chin. You're not mollycoddling; you're Mollywobbling