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Characters: Weasleys
Time: November 16th, Late Evening
Where: The Burrow
Rating: TBA
Status: In Progress
Molly was rather frantically sorting through the now unlocked shed. With all the bit and bobbles that littered the floor, shelves, and all of the tables in here, she had no idea how she could possibly find something that she didn't even really remember what looked like. It was large and black with a bunch of numbers on it, but anything past that was beyond her.
But her children would be there soon. They would probably know better than she did. She had looked at George's suggestion of asking Hermione or Harry to help them, but she didn't want to drag the two of them into this mess. She didn't even know if what that girl had said was true. She hoped it was. Oh, how she hoped it was. And it was that hope that drove her to keep searching, no matter how endless a search it seemed.
Time: November 16th, Late Evening
Where: The Burrow
Rating: TBA
Status: In Progress
Molly was rather frantically sorting through the now unlocked shed. With all the bit and bobbles that littered the floor, shelves, and all of the tables in here, she had no idea how she could possibly find something that she didn't even really remember what looked like. It was large and black with a bunch of numbers on it, but anything past that was beyond her.
But her children would be there soon. They would probably know better than she did. She had looked at George's suggestion of asking Hermione or Harry to help them, but she didn't want to drag the two of them into this mess. She didn't even know if what that girl had said was true. She hoped it was. Oh, how she hoped it was. And it was that hope that drove her to keep searching, no matter how endless a search it seemed.