molly prewett ;;

Kitty couldn’t help the grin that was taken over her features. How come she was so fucking adorable explaining the differences between a bee and a wasp which Kitty didn’t give two fucks about. “Alright, alright, I see it,” she assured the girl and giggled as Molly turned around.  

“I indeed am,” she nodded but there was a weird wisdom to her words. Like she was just the right amount of proper when talking to someone. She blinked in confusion, but she couldn’t pin point exactly what it was she felt different about. “Oh I would definitely enjoy them a lot. I even have my own white rabbit to follow,” she looked around but couldn’t see Dom, “brought him ears though, I’m sure he’s going to come undressed.” She raised her hand that was still holding onto the headband. 

Her eyes settled back on the girl and she bit her lip, trying to prevent the words from slipping out yet she failed. “You look really cute, Molly.”

Molly’s smile widened as the other told her that she can see it- she was glad she could see it and she felt herself getting excited as the other said she could see it-because she had totally worked a lot on the costume despite not really knowing what to do at first. ‘ That’s a great costume.’ she told the other with a hum and she took another sip of her drink- it felt weird. The taste felt like it wasn’t good, so she leaned to the table close by and placed her almost empty drink on the desk.

‘That’s exciting! Who’s your rabbit to follow you around?’ she asks as she looks back at the other and smiles- she felt her head a little fuzzy and she can’t even think to damn herself for drinking as she looks at the other. ‘ Oh, thank you-you are-’ she stopped because her vision stopped for a moment. She felt like she was going through a trance and whens he saw the other again, she could never think about anything else but her. And how beautiful Kitty was and how attracted all of  sudden she felt. So she did what Molly did best:talk.

‘You are so beautiful. You look like a perfect cookie that had just been baked and you just look at it and you know it’s going to be amazing.You are always so pretty. I mean- look at your hair, I just want to move my hand through it and never let you go.’

“Molly, Molly…,” he called out her name as he tripped after her, completely caught off guard as she suddenly broke into a run.  “Stop,” he practically yelled, raising his voice at her for the first time in their very long friendship.  “Stop,” he repeated just as firmly even if his tone immediately softened at the sight of her shaking shoulders, wasting no time as he gently turned her back around to face him.

“We’ll go see Mary, I promise.  But we can’t go in like this,” and there was no reproach in his voice, not as he pulled her to his chest, hiding her away from the prying eyes of a couple of fourth years that we’re already staring.

“You and I both know that Mary would tease us both if she saw us with our eyes all puffy,” he added, trying to make her laugh even as he let out a choked out breath of his own.

the moment he raised his voice at her, molly stopped to a halt- so fast that she had almost fell back down again. and her tears didn’t stop, they came even harder because remus-remus had yelled at her. and even if she didn’t want to make him feel bad, that did not help her with the way she was feeling. that made her cry harder so when he turned her around,she was just crying harder  than she was before.   she burried her face into his chest and nodded at his words; she  knew he was right-mary would never want to see them like this and she would want them to try and help more.’y-you’re right.’ she mumbles, muffled both by her tears and his hold. her tears were still going down her cheeks and she could barely speak coherent, but she tried- she really tried to hold it together. ‘i am sorry, i am sorry remus.’

“Nah, th’prick probably deserved it.” Then he laughed, because that was fucking funny. At least someone else suffered the pain of that salty bullshit, and just his luck: That someone else was his brother. “Y’reckon you can get him a second time?”

Molly widened her eyes at his question and shook her head. ‘ What? No! Of course not. Mack’s my friend, I would never to something like this to a friend...intentionally.’ she grimanced at herself. ‘Look, I am really sorry for the cookie. I’ll make like a whole good batch and give it to you.’

Kitty walked in her Alice costume with a few other fifth years in tow. She was definitely the center of attention in their little group, definitely catching the eyes of the nearby students. While she was in her perfect combination of “accurate” and “appropriately sexy” outfit, all completed with the accessories, her friends weren’t so lucky being made the ‘drink me’ bottle, the clock and every insignificant thing they could be from Alice in Wonderland. She was holding a headband with white bunny ears for Dom too - perhaps the only one that would actually get to be a sentient being other than herself.

She was looking for Dom. Possibly her only real friend. Why would she even look for anyone else? Definitely she had no reason to or intentions of doing so. Nope. But her eyes. Well, they had a mind of their own and they did not ask for her permission before landing on a particular redhead in a bee costume. 

Kitty looked down to hide the amused smile that was forming on her lips and looked up again as she bit down on it. She was known to lose her control over her mouth and actions but frankly, that was just her brand. When she really needed to hide something, she was not that bad. Especially when she had to hide the fact that Molly Weasley in a bee costume was making her blush with thoughts that she could never voice out loud. Or maybe she was wrong. Maybe she was exactly doing the opposite and have her lose control over herself even more.

“Why don’t you mingle, ladies?” she offered and watched her friends vanish in a second, slightly surprised that they were let off the hook so easily. Not that any one of them would care enough to question, so she could easily make her way to Molly. 

“What are you supposed to be? A wasp?” she asked, a smirk was etched onto her face like she always had when she insulted people, but her eyes was much much softer than they would be. 

@molcly

it wasn’t like molly was hiding that she was drinking firewhiskey in a corner of the room- but, she didn’t really like when people watched her drink. especially since she didn’t even like drinking- it was just that everything’s been so messy lately that she thought being a bit dizzy would help her. and it doesn’t take her much to get dizzy. she was about to take a sip of the drink when kitty approached her and she straightened herself to turn to a side and look at  the other.

of course she knew it was and she couldn’t help herself but smile at the other as she approaches. her smile doesn’t drop as the other asks the question because molly doesnt hear it as mean- she hears it as questioning. ‘ oh no! wasp have a different back- their lines are slightly different, you see. and their wings are slightly bigger.’ she found herself taking a sip out of her cup before she turns around to point towards the lines on her back. ‘ i am a bee!’ she exclaims excitedly as she turns back to the other with a smile.

Remus realized his mistake the second the words were out his mouth.  He was such an idiot and the tears that were already spilling from Molly’s eyes was proof of that.  Because of course she’d immediately think he was blaming her when he so stupidly asked her what had happened.

“Hey, hey, it’s not your fault,” he reassured, dropping his head so that he was more eye level on her.  “You didn’t know… none of us could’ve know,” he continued, already wiping at her cheek with the sleeve of his robe.  “If anything, I’m glad you weren’t around because I don’t even want to imagine how much worse this all could’ve been.”

‘But, if I-if I stayed there longer-’ Molly couldn’t phantom the way her stomach turned at the thought. Oh no, she can’t even think what would have happened if she was there too which seemed easy for Remus to do; she wished she was there, that somehow would have helped Mary. She looks back up at him as he wipes her tears and she wordlessly reaches for his hand.

Dom eyed the cookie carefully before taking a bite, deeming it acceptable, and shoving the rest of it in his mouth. “Shit, Prewett, this is good.” Forgiven for her crimes easily enough. “Yeah, apology accepted. …Anyone else eat the shit cookies?”

He gave the papers a once over before pulling his drawer open to retrieve his gasses out of there. Once placed over his eyes, Luca scanned the pages more closely, giving an occasional ‘hm’ and nod as he read her work whilst also listening to her speech. Did all the Prewett’s talk so fast? ‘’Interesting findings here, Miss Prewett.’’ Luca placed the papers back on his desk, leaning back in his chair. ‘’Of course we have Vlad Dracul to thank for most of these muggle tales. Many people believe that vampires should not be allowed to exist. But of course that is people. They fear what they do not understand.’’

“i wouldn’t say weird so much as impressive” rabastan said with a shrug, he had always being curious about cooking and baking, but had been forbidden from going into the kitchen, he didn’t know much about cooking with magic, let alone doing it without it. he finished the cookie and reached for another one, “i sorta did, i mean i finished it but i wasn’t really convinced on my argument, i picked it because there were more sources available, not ‘cause i agreed… what about you?” he asked taking a bite of his third cookie.

“…Only because I don’t want it to go bad.” Fab took the muffin gratefully, giving her had a squeeze as a thank you; he was genuinely very hungry. As much as he always messed with Molly, he loved her very much and was glad she was here right now. He knew this sucked for pretty much everyone. “You okay?”

molly sighed out of relief when he took a bit of the muffin- she wished she had more than one so he could eat more, but this should do until she can make him eat a whole meal. she squeezed his hand back and nodded. she won’t tell him anything from before- would make no sense. ‘ as okay i can be in this situation. better than you however. you know i am here for you, yeah?’

Usually Remus was more mindful when it came to Molly and her tiny everything, having knocked into her more than once.  But today he barrelled straight into her, panic making him rash as he pulled her into a hug, cutting off whatever she was about to say next.

“Thank Merlin,” he breathed out as he squeezed her tight.  “When I heard about Mary… I remembered that you and Lil… and I thought… and with the announcement,” he babbled, tripping over his own words as a million thoughts raced through his head - relief and worry both threatening to overwhelm him.

“But you’re okay,” he repeated, both to himself and Molly as he slowly let her go.  “But weren’t you with Mary last night?”

Molly can’t speak for a few seconds and she doesn’t want- she just burries her face into his chest and holds onto him. if guilt was flooding into her a bit earlier, now when he mentioned it and she realised that she had been the last person who had seen Mary- her breath was taken away and she felt herself trembling at his last words. She was with Mary and she should have stayed with Mary- freaking knitting-

Fabian hadn’t eaten a single bite of his breakfast before leaving the Great Hall. Now his stomach was growling, which felt stupid given the circumstances, and he was almost as annoyed with the noise as he was with the nurse who wouldn’t let him in to see Mary. She needed to “rest,” they had said, and he got that, obviously, but she was his best friend and now she had been attacked and he hadn’t been there for her and he just wanted to make sure she was okay. 

Now he was just pacing down the hall near the hospital wing, when he heard footsteps approaching. Fab didn’t even bother to look up at them before he asked, “How much trouble d’you think I’ll be in if I hex a school nurse?” he had meant it as a joke to help calm his nerves, but honestly… he was kind of considering it. 

Fabian: Yes. Sometimes a moment calls for a kerfuffle.