Diary of a Frustrated Wife

Standard Disclaimer: Don\'t own any part of Harry Potter. J.K Rowling\'s has that honor. I\'m just a fan. Although my interpretation of these characters in this story are mine! ^^
* Denotes personal POV
Warning! Not for children. Language and sexual situations.


Diary of a Frustrated Wife by Yawning
Chapter 3


*Okay, having your children walk in on you and your husband almost making love is quite embarrassing, but the absolute horror on their faces did seem unnecessary.*

\"Oh- oh your back. How was the shopping trip?\" Blushing, Molly stepped back from an equally flustered Arthur and smoothed down her robe like nothing had happened.

Silence. No one said anything as they all continued to stand around and gawk at one another. Harry, Hermione and Ginny nervously exchanged shocked glances. Ron just stood there red faced with his mouth gaped open like a fish, while the twins identical expressions of disbelief were quickly changing to smirks as the situation finally sunk in.

After the awkwardness became too much, Hermione stepped forward. \"Um, we just went to a few shops. Dervish and Banges, Zonko\'s Joke shop and The Three Broomsticks. Nothing special. Uh, probably should put away this stuff, right guys?\"

She gestured to her three bags and pointedly stared at the others packages.

\"Yeah. Let\'s do that right now.\" said George, trying vainly to wipe the devilish grin off his face.

Fred nodded and muttered under his breath. \"Besides I think I need to dunk my head in a vat full of scalding water.\"

Each using the same excuse, the group raced up the Weasley\'s crooked staircase and out of sight. Slamming bedroom doors signified the couple were alone.

\"Well, we sure know how to clear out a room, don\'t we?\" Molly replied, chagrined. No longer shamefaced about the situation, Arthur chuckled beside her.

\"I\'ll have to remember that the next time I want peace and quiet around here.\" he replied.

\"Arthur! Don\'t joke like that.\" Molly admonished, blushing.

\"Who said I was joking. And since we were so ru int interrupted, I say we start back up where we left off. \" Arthur winked. He didn\'t wait for a reply as he took Molly\'s hand and dragged her upstairs to their bedroom.

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Two flights upstairs with a peeling paint job was Ron and Harry\'s room. Nearly everything in the room was a violent shade of orange; from the bed spread to the walls. It was a nausea inspiring setting but to the boys, especially Harry, it was home.

\"Oh Merlin! That was horrible. H-How can they do that?\" Ron said aghast, standing in the middle of the floor, pacing back and forth. His ears were as crimson as his hair, but the mental imagery refused to leave his mind.

\"Don\'t be a git, Ron. How do you suppose you came about? Cabbage patch?\" Harry rolled his eyes. Now that he was in the safety of Ron\'s bedroom, the situation now seems quite hilarious.

\"Cabbage patch? What\'s that got to do with-\"

Harry sighed, shaking his head as he laid on the corner of his bed. \"Never mind, Ron.\"

Fred and George sat together on the floor passing bags of candies between them laughing. Ginny and Hermione decided they wanted no part of the boys discussions and set off for the sanctity of Ginny\'s room.

\"Yes, it\'s kind of shocking and gross, but come on. Mom had seven children. They obviously enjoy doing it.\" Fred snickered at the look of disgust on his younger brothers face. George choked on the piece of sweet he was chewing and even Harry had to turn his head away to laugh.

\"That\'s just so wrong on so many levels.\" Ron griped, shuddering at the horror of it all.

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In Ginny\'s room was the exact opposite of her brothers. Soft but tasteful colors decorated the room. The one color theme that stood out was green. Ginny obviously liked the color green and it showed in her curtains, matching bed set and accessories. While Ginny nervously packed away her newly bought items in her dresser drawer, Hermione patiently looked on.

\"Do you want to talk about it?\" Hermione questioned. She sat down in the middle of Ginny\'s bed, sucking pep peppermint stick. The red haired girl stopped and then nodded, sheepishly. She sat down next to Hermione and started digging into the candy bag for a treat.

\"Yeah. I don\'t know why I\'m embarrassed. It wouldn\'t be the first time I\'ve caught them in the act.\" she said, pulling out a lemon drop and popping it in her mouth.

\"It wouldn\'t?\" Hermione asked, eyes widening at that revelation.

\"No way. Mom and Dad are very affectionate when they don\'t think we\'re looking. Remember, the boys are always out doing something mischievous and I was usually the one home all the time. Believe me, today was tame in comparison.\" Ginny replied around a mouth full of sweet.

\"Then why the surprise?\" Hermione asked.

\"Because it\'s always a shock knowing your parents do that. That they had to do that to make you. You\'d think they\'d get tired of it. Ew.\" Ginny blushed and shrugged.

*Yeah, seeing Mr. And Mrs. Weasley making out one time is traumatizing enough, but more than once. Yikes. God, I\'m glad my parents bedroom is on another floor than mine.* Hermione patted the younger girls hand in sympathy.

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After placing a silencing spell over their room, Molly and Arthur hurriedly disposed of their clothing. Their argument from earlier was quickly forgotten in the heat of the moment.

\"You\'re such a lovely gal, Mol.\" Arthur whispered. His mouth touched hers and it was the same as always. Each kiss and touch felt like the first time. He moved away from her lips to kiss down her neck, ringing sounds of pleasure from her mouth. He nipped at her flesh quite greedily as Molly wrapped her arms around his shoulders, clasping him tight.
Her breasts tingled as they brushed against his chest, arousing her to a fever pitch. She ran her hands through his short reddish locks and firmly pressed him closer. Molly sighed as his lips moved down from her neck, slowly kissing all over her chest. She arched her back when his tongue spiked out to tease her left nipple before drawing it into his mouth. Circling her nipple with his tongue, he suckled furiously. Her gasping drove him in a frenzy and he had no mercy when Molly dug her sharp nails across his back.

Picking her up in his wiry but strong grip, Arthur carried Molly a short distance to the wall beside their bed, trapping her between him and the wall. He nipped at her lips, then smoothed the bite with small licks of his tongue. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pressed herself against him. Chest to chest. Groin to groin. Molly whimpered as he broke the kiss.

\"Arthur, stop teasing me before I strangle you.\" Molly groaned as Arthur moved his hips against hers sensually. He kept his grip firmly about her back and thighs as they bucked at one another.

Her skin felt like silk and he teased his fingers along the underside of her breasts while cupping and caressing them into fullness. Full and sensitive, Molly writhed at his touch. Arthur savored the weight of her soft mounds and couldn\'t understand again why she hated her body. She was perfect.

She gave a choked cry as he continued rubbing his straining arousal against her wet mound. It was too much for her to bare. Wanting-needing to cause the same reaction in her husband, Molly\'s hands wandered down and latched onto his hardened manhood. Her fingers stroked the over the tip and Arthur grunted while she fod thd the length of it. His heart stopped beating at that exact moment and he could have died at the pleasure of it. Her gentle stroking was enough to send him over the edge. The time for foreplay was over. Reaching one hand down between her legs, he found the thatch of soft curls protecting her vagina. He delved deep and touched the sensitive nub that brought her so much pleasure.

\"A-Arthur!\" Molly jerked at his light caress, tightening her grip around his manhood. Leaning her head back against the wall, Molly panted as he relentlessly rubbed his fingers over that special spot. Her wetness coated his hands, contributing to her downfall.

Knowing she was so close, he stroked her folds, glistening with wetness before sliding one finger inside. She trembled and moaned, her voice husky in her passion.

\"That\'s it, Molly.\" Arthur whispered, sweat pouring off his forehead and dripping over Molly\'s skin. He wanted her now. He couldn\'t wait any longer. Bending his knees, he thrust inside her warm depths to the hilt before withdra to to repeat the process over and over again. His calves ached from the strain of holding her up, but he couldn\'t stop. It felt too damn good to ever want to stop.

They stared at each other, not able to take their gazes from the other. Moving their hips in practiced unison, they quickly rocked together toward bliss. Molly held his shoulders for balance, for support as she circled her hips against his. His labored breathing and grunting made her smile in pleasure. He moved more quickly, hips thrusting harder without tenderness.

Opening her mouth, Molly moaned deeply, convulsing around his waist. Her muscles squeezed him inside, milking him and bringing about his climax. He plunged over and over, filling her with his seed before slowly collapsing onto his knees.

\"Merlin, Molly.\" Arthur panted, completely satiated and happy.

Molly kissed his sweaty forehead in reply as they embraced on the hard floor.

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Molly and Arthur stayed locked up in their room for two hours before emerging stylishly dressed (for their modest budget) for the dinner party at the Ministry of Magic. Their matching green robes and bright red hair made for a stunning, attractive combination. The children remained stuck in their rooms and Molly didn\'t blame them. She whipped out her wand and slapped together a nice quick meal for the children to dine on. Ham and mashed potatoes, string beans and diner rolls would be a nice, easy meal. And a nice chocolate cake for dessert so she could feel less guilty about the scene from earlier.

When it became dark outside and time to leave, Arthur yelled for the children to see them off. Molly stood in the kitchen fussing with her robe as the children came down.

\"All right, we\'ll be out late and don\'t know when we\'ll be back. If you need us, you know where to cct uct us. Hermione, you\'re in charge.\" Molly said.

\"What?! That\'s not fair.\" Fred argued, in disbelief, his gaze going back and forth between his pts. ts.

\"Yeah, she\'s not even a Weasley. No offense Hermione.\" George replied to the younger girl.

\"None taken.\" Hermione said, fighting to keep a smile off her face. She winked and Harry and Ron as Ginny snickered beside her.

Arthur held up his hand to quiet the commotion down and Molly took charge.

\"You\'ve seem to forgotten I gave birth to you. I know you better than you know yourselves. And that\'s why she\'s in charge.\" Molly said, giving her children the dreaded look, especially the twins. Fred and George grumbled to themselves. But Ron and Ginny wisely kept silent.

Giving each of the children a hug and a kiss, the couple waved bye and disapparated.

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The Ministry party was in full swing as guest mingled about, talking and eating when the Weasley\'s arrived. Spotting Cornelius Fudge in the corner, Arthur waved to his boss. Although Fudge wasn\'t a favorite person to Molly for his stubborn refusal in believing Yoow Wow Who was back, she still politely smiled.

When Fudge gestured Arthur to come over, Molly told him to go one and she\'d mingle. She didn\'t feel like biting her tongue and knew Fudge would say something stupid to anger her blood. She reached for a glass of pumpkin juice at a nearby table as her husband walked away.

\"Well, well, well. If it isn\'t little Molly Weasley.\" a snide voice whispered behind her. She stiffened, but didn\'t need to turn around to know who it was.

Lucius Malfoy...Damnit.






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