closed: so many gingers

[george_goesboom]

Molly had gotten incessant about requesting some proper quality time with her family in the past few weeks (had gone as far as to send a Howler, actually, a bloody Howler, exploding right in the middle of late afternoon rush hour at the Hogsmeade shop), and while George had some bones to pick with her methods of persuasion (a very thin annoyance

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[ccecilia]

There was an undeniable warmth within the Burrow, its effects tingling down to her bones whenever Cecilia found herself in its presence. It had been the reason she was so keen on having their wedding on the grounds, wanting to emulate that feeling on what had been the most important day of her life. Of course that day had strong competition with the births of both their children, but still, she couldn't help the wide smile that tugged at her lips when they stepped from the fireplace

[george_goesboom]

Years of practice and more than her fair share of rambunctious children had trained Molly's instincts well - she strutted into the living room and managed to cast a stern look at her son, soften her expression as she shifted her gaze to Cecilia, and still had plenty of time to lean down enough to catch Gideon's run-and-launch pounce in her direction, catching and lifting him up to rest him on her hip in one practiced motion

[ccecilia]

She managed a little sideways glance at her husband as Molly quite easily swept past him in favor of her and Frances. She couldn't help but softly laugh as she too curled her arm around Molly and hugged her as tightly as possible without squishing Frances in the act. It felt good to be with family, it felt good to be in the Burrow and it felt good to see the photos of Fred splayed across the walls.

"Just fine," she said, holding Frances more clearly for Molly, watching as her daughter cooed at the sight of her grandmother. It brought a bright smile to her face.

"This one is a little cranky today," she continued, her voice switching to something light and airy as she pressed a kiss against the back of her head. "George and I spotted two teeth this morning-"

She laughed.

"If she's anything like Gid, we've got a bumpy road ahead of us."

[george_goesboom]

"Nothing a little nip of whiskey can't fix-" Arthur's cheerful voice chimed in as he came wandering around the corner into the living room, with Gideon perched up on his shoulders, gleefully bouncing a- was that- yes it was- a rubber ducky on top of his grandfather's head.

"By the time those two came along screaming-" he nodded his chin in George's direction, "we'd practically be serving them up shots- oof-" He jerked at the swift backhanded smack Molly landed in the middle of his chest along with a firm "Arthur!"Only joking, only joking-" He glanced back at his son with a knowing look, not quite daring to roll his eyes in front of his wife