Moonstone In Ring Finger

[Fic] - Memories (Gift Lyeth)



Fandom: Harry Potter


Pairing: Arthur / Molly


Warnings: None.


Notes: For





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. I know it's very light and probably not worth you and offer you a voucher to ask anything you want. Notas2 : If you see / you see any error, of any kind (spelling, characterization, etc) do not hesitate to mention it. Moreover, I am eternally grateful. One of the best things about family gatherings, whether of muggles or wizards, is when for some nonsense, you begin to look at family albums. Those who entertain those who do not appear in the photos and usually embarrass those that they do. Almost always begins with a statement like: " Hey, remember when ... "or" Hey, you like to see something really funny? " Molly Weasley has always enjoyed those occasions when you have been given the opportunity, either at home or at home one of his sons, where their own albums and to start having a thickness. But sometimes, Molly is not enough for families to remember those times, and on those occasions where, for no reason, flipping through those same albums that she has assembled. And one of those times when a photo repair can not remember. A still photo that - it is virtually certain- has not taken it. It has the feeling that all this has been to belong to Arthur, but do not understand what it does in the family album until you flip. ~ * ~
not known too. Know it will run its course, and home as it is red, but never talked much with him. You know, like most, their favorite subject since the Muggle Studies has been discovered and since then almost completely devoted to discover every little thing in this world that prefers to ignore the rest. Many laugh at his enthusiasm Ely (sometimes excessive)-some on their backs with less malice maso, although some do not even hide, and Molly has to recognize that more than once in the same enthusiasm has brought some smile.
Maybe that's why you do not know what to do when one day closer to summer, is in the common room, nostalgic, almost sad, near a window, admiring a small piece of paper . No one else seems to have been fixed, but she, however, can not help thinking that this is not Arthur who is accustomed. He approached him, concerned and curious, staying a few steps away. Able to see perfectly, but without him, absorbed as it is, be able to notice him. And then you see it. It is a landscape a beach, apparently. The clear sky and blue sea of the most beautiful he has ever seen in the background and crystal in areas close to shore. He seems a nice view, especially for a still picture. So concentrated is looking at the picture that you realize that escapes their lips a lovely

whispered, at last, warns Arthur of his presence. Turn a second head, the perfect time to know who is going to look at the landscape right after.

"Yes, it is right?

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He also says, very quietly. Molly out of her trance and notes surprised. To be discovered, used to eliminate the short distance that separated them so they can see better the landscape.
- What? "The landscape. It's beautiful, right? "And not just give him time to respond continuously and without even using magic ... It's incredible. Not many fostales capable
make you feel like a single image.

Nobody says a word more, lost, transferred to that unknown beach, can almost smell the sea and feel the sand between your toes. Until real life interrupts them and Molly must return with her friends, because they have class. He sees her go, just hypnotized when looked at the landscape. When she disappears, neither turned once, making a decision, look for a pen and begins writing.

~ * ~

"I give you this fostal , so you can run it whenever you need. Arthur

PS Feel free to come and see me if you need to change your destination
"