Always There For You

Always There For You

Prologue Part II

Molly was so excited. They apparated right to Arthur’s house, like they did for every date. The minute they got there, she couldn’t keep her hands off him.

“No.“ Arthur mumbled between frantic kisses. “I actually want to take you out.“ he mumbled.

Molly was surprised. This was new. “Alright. Then why did we apparate here? Why not just tell me where to apparate?“

“I need to send a letter somewhere. I will only be a minute. Wait here love.“ With that, Molly sat on his sofa and pondered. It really was a lovely house. It wasn’t big, but it was the perfect fit for him. And possibly her too when the time came. She smiled a little at that. This house was perfect for Arthur with it’s muggle things, but she could never live like this. They would have to move.

“Alright then. Are you ready to go?“

“That was fast.“

“It was just a note that I needed to send to a man. It’s part of your surprise.“

“Oh.. Well okay. Where are you taking me?“

“That is another surprise. We are going to floo there.“ At this Molly’s anticipation built.

She was ecstatic. Arthur took her to the same restaurant that he had taken her to on their first official date off of the Hogwarts grounds. “The is perfect Arthur. I love it. We got the same table and everything.” she sighed.

Oh how I love you. She thought. Whenever she was with Arthur, somehow, nothing else seemed to matter. Not her work, or her father, or even loving brother’s pranks. She was still upset because her favorite pair of underclothing had been stolen right from her room. She had no idea where they were but it had something to do with her twenty-four year old immature brothers. When she was with Arthur, everything just seemed to stand still. Nothing was as chaotic.

“Molly honey, are you okay?”

“Yes. I was just thinking about my time with you. What are we going to do after the summer ends? I have my apprenticeship at the school and you still have your muggle studies job. As apprentice I would have more time off then as a student. But, Arthur what are we going to do about us? It is still like going to school. And it is all that I have wanted to do since I was a little girl. I want to be the next Charms Professor.”

“Molly calm yourself. I have something to ask you. Now I know what you are going to say but just hear me out okay.” he rushed out at the stunned look on her face. “I know that this may be too soon for you after graduation, but I wanted to ask you to marry me. Let’s be like your brothers for once and do something spontaneous. I love you and I want to marry you. We can figure things out afterward. If we need to then we can live like we aren’t married. But, I don’t want to spend another day knowing that you are not mine.”

Molly was in shock.

“What can I get you?”

“What?” Molly stared at the man standing next to her like he had asked something inappropriate. Arthur hoped that wasn’t bad news for him. She was glaring.

“What can I get you? Anything from the menu in front of you? Anything that is not on the menu?” The rude man asked. he placed his hand on his hip in a true ‘Molly’s Mad’ fashion.

“Well,” Molly smiled sweetly. “You could get us some privacy since this was the best moment of my life with the man I love. Or, how about this,” she continued in the same sugar quill voice, “you can get us two pieces of chocolate cake, a minister, and a hotel room. Take your pick.”

All he could do was stare. That was his Molly. His Molly. She had just agreed to that. Molly stood up from her seat and brushed past the stunned man. Arthur scooted his chair back and pulled her down to sit on his lap. She smiled into his eyes. “I will marry you Darling.” she said. The restaurant cheered. Only then did they realize they had an audience. It didn’t matter to them though. One look in Molly’s eyes and nothing mattered. He still felt his ears turn bright red, but he kissed her until she was clinging to him anyway.

“Oh collywobbles” Molly breathed in when he pulled out of the kiss. She buried her head into Arthur’s chest and sighed. She was shaking. She did a lot of sighing. They stayed like that until the manager came and tapped them on the shoulder.

Molly felt Arthur shift to look at the man but she grabbed onto him not wanting to lose the moment yet. “It’s time for you two to be leaving I think.” The stout man ordered. “You have caused enough problems in my restaurant.”

She saw that coming. She couldn’t help but giggle. It was really very childish but she wasn’t too far grown from a child. What really surprised a gasp out of her though, was when Arthur wouldn’t let her stand but picked her up in his arms and carried her out of the place amidst another cheer from the diners.

“Dearling where are we going”

“To the church m’lady.” Arthur replied.

She laughed. “Stop the act. Really where are we going?”

“You said you would marry me right?” he asked.

“Yes.” she said deciding to play his game.

“Well, I have a man waiting for us in a church.”

“What?” Molly yelled. “Arthur put me down. You put me down right now!” She squirmed in his grasp until he could do nothing but stop and place her on her feet. He knew this was coming. “What do you bloody well mean when you say you are taking me to a church? I agreed to marry you. Not to marry you tonight.” she started pacing. Arthur had learned at a young age that whenever Molly cursed or paced, she was truly upset.

“Did you not just tell the waiter to order a minister and cake? Forgive me for thinking about marriage tonight. Molly what is the difference? I want you. You want me. We love each other. We can figure things out later.” Back and fourth, back and fourth, she continued to pace.

“What about everything though? I want my career too. I will marry you Arthur but how about after I put all my studies to use? I want to be something in life besides Mrs. Arthur Weasley. My mum made that mistake.”

“You know I don’t want to take you away from your dreams love. I want you to have them all. But, you are my one dream. I will give up muggles for you. I love you too much to not marry you right now. You are out of school now and we work.”

“I’ve been out of school for four hours.” she challenged.

“And I have been waiting two years and four hours for you.” her pacing slowed. Good sign. “I will wait forever for you. But please marry me tonight. Everything is set up. I wanted to elope but if you want then we can drag your family out of bed and tell them.”

“Okay.” she said. Pacing stopped.

Arthur was elated. He picked her up and swung her around. “I love you Molly. I will send an owl to your family as soon as we get to the church.”

“No. Let them sleep. My mum probably already knows anyway and my dad will ruin it.”

“What do you mean your mum knows?”

“She can read minds remember? That is why you and my brothers were acting strange all day. How do they know? Did you tell them or did they figure it out on their own?”

“I didn’t tell them a thing.” Arthur confessed.

“Oh. Well let’s get married.” She stood in front of him and held out her arms patiently. Arthur smirked and let out a healthy chuckle as he scooped her into his arms again.

They said their vows out in the churches garden. It was a beautiful ceremony. The stars shined on the petaled flowers surrounding them. Molly found out when they arrived at the church, that Arthur had not only planned this surprise wedding, but that he had also taken care of her wedding gown and her cake. It was a two-layer chocolate cake with fancy roses frosted on it in an intricate design, that somehow, matched the wild array of flowers that stood around them. There was just enough for the tree of them and the stranger they had asked to witness their wedding. Arthur was truly the most romantic person she knew.

The minute she said ‘I do,’ he didn’t wait for the rest to kiss her. They stayed kissing this time. Their bodies pressed so close together that they almost melded. Their passion driving them both wild. The good Pastor had to clear his throat several times and even poke Arthur’s contracting back muscle before her ended the thoroughly satisfying kiss.

“My wife.” he whispered against her forehead. “My wife, Molly.”

“I know.” she said. And she did. He was her husband now. There was no greater feeling that she had ever experienced then this. Arthur Weasley was now her husband. They were together forever. She was now Molly Prewett Weasley. That sounded really strange and she liked it.

They were both ginning like loons. There must have been some newly married couple vibe they brought on too, because when they finally managed to get past the minister’s sex-talk lectures, they went straight to the hotel that Arthur had rented out and the man at the front desk immediately handed them the keys, throwing a naughty look her way. Molly ignored the man though. She only had eyes for her husband. And that might very well have saved the man's life if the look on Arthur’s face was any indication.

They made love all night long. It was slow and sweet, it was fast and desperate. Any way she looked at it Molly came to the same conclusion. Thank Merlin she didn’t wait.

The next morning, Molly woke up feeling quite content. She fingered the gold wedding band Arthur had given her and placed that hand on his exposed chest. Her head rested in the crook of his arm and his chin rested atop her mass of red curls. Two redheads. Their poor children. She smiled.

After sleeping together four more times that morning they came to the conclusion that they did have to get up eventually. After they spent another thirty minutes trying to clean up in the shower around some for-play, they checked out and apparated right into her parent’s living room where her father and two brothers were sitting. Just her luck.

“Where have you and that boy been all night young witch.” her father demanded.

“U...umm...“ She couldn’t think of anything to say to her father. “papa, please be nice.” is what she settled on.

“I don’t need to be nice. That boy has got to go Molly. He is not one of those nice ones.”

Molly saw Fabian roll his eyes at Gideon and then saw Gideon return the act. She almost broke into a smile. “Papa I need to tell you something.” still she hesitated.

“Mr. Prewett, we got married last night.” Arthur said to get it over with, and perhaps save her the trouble. Whichever it was, she didn’t care. She was thankful. Molly wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest facing her father.

“You what!” exclaimed Fabian in outrage. “You married and you didn’t invite us?” he asked trying his best to look hurt. Molly did smile at his efforts.

“Well, we wanted it to be a surprise.” she said.

“Surprise my arse.” her father announced. Arthur wrapped his arms tightly around her as if to protect her from her father’s fury. “What, are you pregnant? You just ruined your life girl. Now I have nothing more to do with you.”

“No papa. I’m not pregnant.” she rushed out of Arthur’s arms and knelt down on her knees in front of her still sitting father. “I would never disgrace you in such a way. I am not pregnant. Please papa believe me.’

“If you are not then you married against my will anyway and so I want nothing more to do with you. Get out of my house. Take that boy with you.” Her father, who usually looked so strong and intimidating, especially in front of Arthur, now looked defeated.

“Molly go get your things.” Arthur said. “I’ll wait down here.”

With a nod and a sob Molly stood and started backing towards the staircase. It was almost as if she couldn’t rip her gaze from her father.

“Bloody right you will boy. You will not be sleeping together under this roof.” With that he stood and walked out of the room without looking back. With another sob, Molly ran the rest of the way up the staircase.

“We need to talk to you Arthur.” Gideon said when the three of them were alone.

“Yes?” Arthur questioned. He was exhausted. He didn’t get much sleep the night before, and he wasn‘t sure he was prepared to duel with Molly’s brothers..

“We have a letter for you and Molly.” Gideon began

“We don’t want her to know about it either.” Fabian added.

“Well what is it?” This was a surprise. They weren’t going to try to murder him? Arthur took the letter and also the small package that Fabian handed him and studied the twin’s faces.

“It is something that we want you to open the day we die. The very minute you hear that we have died”

“But Gid there is no reason to give me this now.” Arthur felt very uncomfortable about this.

“It is important. Let us put it this way. If you and Molly don’t do exactly what that note says right after we die, then you will not be happy in the future.”

“Someone will die that you are very close to.” Fabian finished.

“But, what is this? What does this mean?”

“All in good time. You don’t even have to worry about it until after we die anyway remember? So just keep it safe and forget about it.” immediately a smile broke out over the Weasley’s face and Fabian knew they had done the right thing. This would work. Arthur had already lost all of his family to Voldemort. And Molly would soon lose both of them. There was no need to lose their children too.

“Arthur dear.” Mrs. Prewett walked into the room and engulfed him a one of her giant hugs. “I was wondering when you would show up today. I’m sorry I wasn’t here to help you with my husband.” she said.

“No problem Mrs. Prewett. So you know then?”

“Of course.” she scoffed in a don’t-underestimate-me tone of voice. “Where is Molly?”

“Upstairs packing her things.” he replied.

Mrs. Prewett looked very upset. “Well she needs to get down here and say goodbye to her brothers.” she demanded throwing a sorrowful look their way.

“Mum I’m warning you.” Fabian said. That was a first. Fabian looked like he was going o cry, yet the red head looked like he was determined also.

Gideon wasn’t in a much better state. Arthur put it down to personal problems and left it at that. He was given no more time to ponder it anyway, because that was the moment that Molly decided to come down with her trunk and two bags full of clothes.

“Mum.” she cried. She ran into her mother’s arms and clung.

“Your fine dear.” her mother consoled. “You are welcome as well. I will talk your father around. Now, say goodbye to your brothers.” she ordered.

Molly studied each of her brothers. They didn’t look too upset with her. Arthur was still alive and unscratched. Gideon made the first move. He hugged her tightly around her shoulders and kissed her temple. “Don’t ever forget us Molly.” he whispered. “And the first time you have twins name them Fred and George.”

Molly laughed at this. Those were ridiculous names. Fabian took Gideon’s place and held her just as tightly. He also did something that surprised everyone. After holding her in his arms for what felt like more then three minutes, he placed his palm on her stomach and whispered to himself with a small sigh, ‘Bill.’ Molly thought this strange and a little un-Prewett-like butshe heldher tongue.

“Be good to her Arthur.” Fabe said. After one last glance at her, Molly watched him walk out of the house.

“We’ll haunt you if you ever hurt her.” Gid. said then, before he too followed his brother.

Mrs. Prewett was stricken but she did nothing. The twins had already said their goodbyes to her and her husband. This had to be harder for them then it was for her. She would not follow and she would not try to prevent it. The most she could do for her sons, was watch over their sister.

“Well that was strange.” Molly said. “Fred and George. What awful names for twins.”

“What?” her mother asked slightly distracted.

“Gideon wants me to name my future twin children Fred and George. As if he knows I will have twins. I guess they are not bad names. He knows that I hate those names though. We talked about it all the time when we were younger and they used to tease me. I just have strange brothers is all.”

Mrs Prewett broke into tears then. “I know dear. I know. And they love you more then anything.”

Thinking about it now, Molly realized that her whole family were a little on the strange side today. It was like they were all going through something that they didn’t want her to know about. After she and Arthur left the house, they used the floo network to get to his, their home. She was so incredibly happy right now. Nothing could spoil it. Not even her loopy family.

“We did it Molly. You live here now. You are my wife. I don’t think I will ever get used to saying that.”

“I know the feeling. You are my husband.”

They lay in bed for hours just thinking about it and cuddling into one another. “We are moving though. I can’t survive without magic everything. And I know it would look strange to the muggles walking by when they see a washcloth cleaning a pot by itself.”

Arthur laughed. “You are right. As long as I can move my muggle things with us. I have just gotten the hang of the car.”

“What?”

“Muggle transportation”

“Yes, I know cars. I can't drive them the muggle way though. What’s that sound?” Molly head the tapping get more persistent. “Is another muggle toy?”

“No. It’s an owl, love. The word must have gotten around about our marrying.” He stood to open the window and let the poor owl in. He immediately held out his leg and perked up. Molly fed him a treat and stroked his back.

“Who is it from? What does it say Arthur?” she asked absentmindedly.

He didn’t answer.

“Arthur?” Molly felt panicked at the look on his face. She’d only seen that look once before. When his parents were killed. “Who died Arthur? Please tell me. Who is it?”

His face went stone hard. His features were all bunched up in anger and hurt. “Your brothers.”

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Author's Note: I'm sorry dears. It was inevidable.