Owl: from Molly to Ron
Date: 3 February 2005
Character(s): Molly, Ron
Location: Ron's abode, Molly's kitchen
Status: Private
Summary: Molly checks up on Ron, uses her stunning telepathic abilities to devine he's not eating right, etc.
Completion: Incomplete.
Ron Sweetheart,
What a mother I've become! It's been weeks, darling, weeks since we've spoken last. I don't blame you in the least, of course. Young people lead such exciting lives, I imagine it's a bit difficult to keep track of everything. And so apologies, dear, I've been neglecting my duties.
I don't know if you've spoken to Charlie lately at all, but he was over not so long ago and we had a lovely lunch. Wouldn't say a word on whether or not he was seeing anyone, though! As if he were sixteen again and you lot were round the table to tease him. I've got my concerns about this hotel business he's getting himself into, but he says he'll be working out doors, which is fantastic, I think. I can't really imagine him anywhere else, can you? We discussed some plan for the house and I thought I might like to get all the family's opinions before I committ to anything in particular. I want to rebuild a home, but I don't know if the best idea is to rebuild it just exactly as it was, you see.
The bulbs are starting to come back up around the back garden area. It is so very odd - I'd thought the whole bit of earth completely scortched, but here they come again now. By spring we'll have so many roses I think I'll go ill at the sight of them - if the gnomes don't get to them first, blasted creatures. I'll be sure cut you some. Roses, that is, not gnomes. Nothing brightens a home like fresh flowers!
I've also just gotten a new job! Me! Mrs Molly Weasley! I'm to work at a pub in town called the Five Alarm! Isn't that just thrilling? I must say my CV was fairly embarrassing; I had not much else other than 'mother' and 'house wife,' but the woman who owns the place - a Rosmerta - and I had a lovely chat and I brought her some minced meat pie the next day and I daresay she's positively smitten with me now. I start there this coming week. I was taught how to pour a perfect Guinness today - it's all very complicated, and the Irish are very particular about their beers, you know! If you'd like darling, you could come round on Monday and I'll comp you a pint (that's pub-talk for you can have it for free!).
I'm sending along some jerky I've just spiced. I can sense you're not eating properly. A mother always knows, darling!
Love you dearly,
Mum
Character(s): Molly, Ron
Location: Ron's abode, Molly's kitchen
Status: Private
Summary: Molly checks up on Ron, uses her stunning telepathic abilities to devine he's not eating right, etc.
Completion: Incomplete.
Ron Sweetheart,
What a mother I've become! It's been weeks, darling, weeks since we've spoken last. I don't blame you in the least, of course. Young people lead such exciting lives, I imagine it's a bit difficult to keep track of everything. And so apologies, dear, I've been neglecting my duties.
I don't know if you've spoken to Charlie lately at all, but he was over not so long ago and we had a lovely lunch. Wouldn't say a word on whether or not he was seeing anyone, though! As if he were sixteen again and you lot were round the table to tease him. I've got my concerns about this hotel business he's getting himself into, but he says he'll be working out doors, which is fantastic, I think. I can't really imagine him anywhere else, can you? We discussed some plan for the house and I thought I might like to get all the family's opinions before I committ to anything in particular. I want to rebuild a home, but I don't know if the best idea is to rebuild it just exactly as it was, you see.
The bulbs are starting to come back up around the back garden area. It is so very odd - I'd thought the whole bit of earth completely scortched, but here they come again now. By spring we'll have so many roses I think I'll go ill at the sight of them - if the gnomes don't get to them first, blasted creatures. I'll be sure cut you some. Roses, that is, not gnomes. Nothing brightens a home like fresh flowers!
I've also just gotten a new job! Me! Mrs Molly Weasley! I'm to work at a pub in town called the Five Alarm! Isn't that just thrilling? I must say my CV was fairly embarrassing; I had not much else other than 'mother' and 'house wife,' but the woman who owns the place - a Rosmerta - and I had a lovely chat and I brought her some minced meat pie the next day and I daresay she's positively smitten with me now. I start there this coming week. I was taught how to pour a perfect Guinness today - it's all very complicated, and the Irish are very particular about their beers, you know! If you'd like darling, you could come round on Monday and I'll comp you a pint (that's pub-talk for you can have it for free!).
I'm sending along some jerky I've just spiced. I can sense you're not eating properly. A mother always knows, darling!
Love you dearly,
Mum