Open RP - In Search of Muggles to Torture
((Backdated to Halloween. Also, I promise to be better about keeping up with stuff, at least until the semester ends for real. Also, the Santa suit is borrowed with permission from Prima.))
Molly Weasley was knitting a sweater for Ron when the wizard wireless clicked on and she heard the infamous WART broadcast. She set down her wand and slowly began paying attention.
Her thoughts drifted back to her family. Arthur was an absent-minded fool, and her children had all the manners and social graces of your average mudblood. Really, it made her ashamed to call herself a pureblood.
And suddenly it struck her. Here she was, a member of the purest of wizard families, living in a school surrounded by muggles, mudbloods and blood traitors. She'd cooked food, knitted sweaters, and otherwise done a great deal for a lot of them, and the wretches were ungrateful.
Well, no longer. Molly Weasley was a woman of action! Convictions! Not to mention taste!
It was time for a good old-fashioned housecleaning spree.
Looking around for something to wear, she spied a Santa costume left over from her days of rooming with Cersei Lannister. Naturally, it required altering, but Molly thought she looked fabulous once it actually fit.
Grabbing up her wand, she slithered from her room and moved quietly down the hall, looking for Muggles to torture. If not muggles, then she'd settle for a half-blood. Really, she wasn't picky.
Molly Weasley was knitting a sweater for Ron when the wizard wireless clicked on and she heard the infamous WART broadcast. She set down her wand and slowly began paying attention.
Her thoughts drifted back to her family. Arthur was an absent-minded fool, and her children had all the manners and social graces of your average mudblood. Really, it made her ashamed to call herself a pureblood.
And suddenly it struck her. Here she was, a member of the purest of wizard families, living in a school surrounded by muggles, mudbloods and blood traitors. She'd cooked food, knitted sweaters, and otherwise done a great deal for a lot of them, and the wretches were ungrateful.
Well, no longer. Molly Weasley was a woman of action! Convictions! Not to mention taste!
It was time for a good old-fashioned housecleaning spree.
Looking around for something to wear, she spied a Santa costume left over from her days of rooming with Cersei Lannister. Naturally, it required altering, but Molly thought she looked fabulous once it actually fit.
Grabbing up her wand, she slithered from her room and moved quietly down the hall, looking for Muggles to torture. If not muggles, then she'd settle for a half-blood. Really, she wasn't picky.