𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐓𝐓

        she'd been dancing. in public ! lily convinced her, the little blighter, to come out and then left her alone, distracted by something or another. of course, she was safe. the pub at elkridge was familiar territory, and though most on campus thought sweet molly was harmless, most had also seem her at the duelling club. but after a moment of wallowing in boredom at the sidelines, the redhead decided to simply dance, something she had not done in a long time.         strands of hair sticking to the sides of her face from exertion, molly leaned against the bar, where she encountered the question. she paused, pondering for a moment, but also to catch her breath.   "   for the look of it? silver. for magic? both are made of copper, so they'll work well for any inventive endeavor your spellwork may wish to achieve. bronze has the additive of also being made of tin, so it's stronger with spells or charms for riches, and ambition. i suppose that makes it the superior choice, doesn't it?   "

“I know some of the others think that we shouldn’t get involved, but isn’t this what we’re supposed to be about? Doing the right thing, even when we don’t want to. What do you think?” she asked.

        molly heavily blew strands of hair from her eyes, giving lily a look she's sure she's given her a million times before.   "   well, that doesn't have much to do with your heart, luv'.   "   she began the baking time, pulling herself onto the counter as she licked the spoon clean.   "   i think that's the result of a few screws loose in your brain.   "         she giggled, tossing the spoon into the sink.   "   what is going on with you and that boy? merlin's beard, i can never keep up with everyone's gossip.   "   she teased, flashing a cheeky smile .

"I'm not gonna be the best company, at the moment. For obvious reasons."

        "   only if the refined palate of a member of the house lestrange can stomach the confections of us mere mortals, of course, i wouldn't want to upset you.   " she teased, gathering the courage to lead rodolphus to the dessert's in question. at least of baker's dozen each in biscuits and cupcakes lie in wait for them to arrive.         she wanted to quickly move past the concept of opinions. it frightened her. molly was in draco dormiens, but it was mostly out of defiance. the prewett's were a part of the sacred twenty-eight, but she wanted to be sure the wizarding world knew of her pivot in philosophy. she definitely didn't want to be associated with certain people in the sacred twenty-eight. molly pivoted, her feet this time, and followed the smell of baked goods, leading rodolphus.

"I'm not gonna be the best company, at the moment. For obvious reasons."

        tilting her head, molly approached slowly. she was pureblood, but quite know to side against the rest of the sacred twenty-eight. so, she was aware of the dangers of getting involved. but she truly just hated seeing people in pain.   "   no, i don't suspect anyone would be.   "   she spoke softly, as one might to an frightened wild animal. she knew little of rodolphus aside from the basics, and even less of narcissa.         "   i know we don't agree on a lot of things, both you and i and narcissa and me. but i know what it's like to worry about your friends. and, well, i suppose i just wanted to let you know that my door is usually wide open, and i also just baked my body weight in desserts if you crave the comforts of something sugary.   "   she offered, a kind smile spread across her face.

“I know some of the others think that we shouldn’t get involved, but isn’t this what we’re supposed to be about? Doing the right thing, even when we don’t want to. What do you think?” she asked.

        stirring in another cup of flour to the mixture she was working on, molly spared a glance up at lily, who was sitting opposite her. molly was stress-baking, obviously, as she always did when there was change she was not yet acclimated to. she was not yet sure if this batter would be cake or cupcakes, but the scent of vanilla calmed her enought to ponder the query.         "   if there is once thing i know, dear, is that there is no person, creed, or moral that i trust to be right and true more than the whims of lily evans' heart. if you think we should be doing something about it, we will. and i imagine there are many people that wouldn't be too far behind.   "   deciding on a cake, molly spooned the batter into a pan, clasping her hands together once they were free.