Over The Anvil by momotwins
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Molly looked at Cecilia's headstone, feeling as if the world had fallen apart in a few short days. She had felt so safe and happy last week, despite the growing unease in the wizarding community, and it was as if a bomb had blasted everything she knew to pieces.
A Silver Lining
"You said once you would marry me if I asked you.”
Over The Anvil
What if the books were all wrong and it wasn't any fun at all? She didn't think she would ever forgive Fifi LaFolle.
Back to Earth
Arthur was silent for a moment, examining his glass of orange juice minutely, as if it might contain the answers to the universe. “D’you think your dad is likely to actually kill me?” he asked finally in worried tones.
Tea, or Something Stronger
“You didn’t really elope, did you?” Fabian asked with a frown. Molly just stared back up at him with a stricken expression, unable to find her voice.
“We really are married,” she said faintly. It was all hitting her quite suddenly: the elopement, the house, the reality of her marriage. Standing there in the overgrown yard, contemplating the run-down little house, the abrupt changes in her life were all suddenly almost too much to absorb.
Came the Dawn
“All right, everyone's here now,” Hattie said, though her face looked a little drawn. It was hard to say everyone was present without Cecilia.
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