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as confusing as the situation seemed to be, molly still much preferred it to all the poisoning and explosions they'd previously experienced. the consistent fear that her boob was about to fall out of this silly costume was not the same brand of active anxiety as being trapped under the rubble of some collapsed building. although she did always seem to be pregnant when these things happened. "of course we will." molly agreed and sighed a bit wistfully. "I feel so much better when you're here." just sitting in the same room as arthur felt like crawling underneath an old quilt. it was comforting and reassuring and quite a bit hot. molly snatched charlie up as he toddled past. he giggled and continued to try and run for it. "now why don't we try to find the dining room or the kitchens? they should be down, right?"

Arthur furrowed his brow, concern laced on the features visable under the mask, as he considered this bizarre and frankly confounding situation. He was not a man of brains, and this wasn't his kind of puzzle. He leaned down quite easily to scoop up Bill in his arms, letting out a soft grunt as he bounced his oldest son on his hip a little. "I'm not sure, but we will certainly stay together. Perhaps we could at least find the boys something to eat."

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as if the little one knew that arthur had arrived, a tiny would be foot kicked against his hand from inside of molly. something told her this one was going to be very punctual and practical. maybe he was already annoyed by this nonsense and not amused as his brothers were. "I couldn't manage to get ours off either, even with a wand." arthur knew better than anyone in the world, save for perhaps professor flitwick, the sort of charmwork of which molly was capable. the practical magic innately burned in her like a hearth. wandwork was rarely necessary. bill lifted both arms in front of his father with the want to be picked up. meanwhile charlie weaved in and out of molly's legs. "at least we're all together now. what should we do?"

Arthur had to take a moment to completely reorient himself, make sure that he was fully able to breathe again before straightening up more, his entire frame blocking both his wife and his children from whatever might run up on them from behind. His hand moved carefully across her stomach for a moment, rested there, before he reached it out toward Bill and Charlie, offering both of his sons a small boon. "I don't know anything. I woke up.. somewhere in this place and wandered around until I found you. Seems like these masks are enchanted to stick."

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"I'm so sorry sweetheart." molly gently rubbed her hand over the spot on his side that she'd just swung her elbow into, hoping some bit of magic (or just a little love and warmth) might make it feel a bit better. "I didn't realize it was you, and I feel like my nerves are absolutely frazzled! we woke up in a bedroom just down the hall in these masks, and in what honestly I think would be rather generous to call clothes. otherwise nothing else seems to be amiss with me or the boys. the baby feels fine... which has me terrified." she admitted. her anxiety was skyrocketing to say the least. "why are we here? do you know anything?"

It was startling first, before the pain hit, and Arthur doubled over with a soft 'oof' letting out of him like a tidal wave of air. He reached up as he somehow managed to stay upright and not land firmly and painfully on his knees, blowing out a long, slow breath as he came back to reality. "Right, that's certainly going to bruise." He rubbed, pathetically, at the spot in his ribs where her elbow had nearly punctured him, and shrugged his shoulders in an almost pathetic way. "I'm alright, I'll be alright. Are you alright? The boys?"

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pregnancy brain could really be a doozy, but molly had a feeling no amount of hormone shift could make her forget or mistake a costume party of such scale. she had no idea how they had gotten to where they were, nor what it meant, but at least she had her boys with her. both bill and charlie had quirky little masks of leaves around their eyes and hats that made them look like itty bitty acorns. "dada will find us bill, don't you worry." the mother did her best to cover her own fear with a gentle smile. "come now. we should go sit where we will be easiest for him to find."

they needed to find somewhere open and bright. molly settled on a sitting area near a large window where she could keep both boys corralled behind her in the enclave. she startled when someone suddenly grabbed her and swung an elbow back into his ribs. hard. "oh!" the realization that it was her husband's voice hit her only moments after those mama bear instincts. "oh, arthur! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! are you alright?"

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The place was almost like Hogwarts castle, the way it seemed to twist and change and move around. Arthur could have sworn he had been in that room before, as he pushed his way out of it, moving through bodies, trying not to reach up and tug at the mechanical clockwork pieces that littered his face in a vague mask shape that felt glued on. He had heard whispers and screams alike, but none of it mattered. He was single minded. He needed to find Molly. That was the place he wanted to be.

Rounding corners in this place felt like new dangers, and he forced himself to keep his footsteps measured and even as he moved, trying not to tear through the place and run about like a fool. It seemed like a nightmare house, and he wasn't going to give it the satisfaction of knowing it was working on him. He pushed into another room, relief flooding him as he saw her. It was her. It had to be her. From the shining hair to the small bump of her belly. He sank a little in the shoulders as he moved, faster approaching, and quickly pulled her backwards toward his chest. "I've been looking everywhere for you, thank god you're alright."

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"well I surprised arthur by making him a whole baby, and then also two more. so I feel like I have done my fair share." she rubbed her steadily growing bump. also molly was dealing with the newest bout of pregnancy brain and couldn't really remember what they had started here either. daisy was their only hope. she looked around for her wand and eventually gave up in favor of waving her hand at the kitchen. a few bowls began to bump and bumble out of the cupboards. "what is the next step?"

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“we make a terrible team.”

“We make a pretty average team, if you ask me. What are we trying to accomplish? I think I lost the plot.”

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"we were trying to build a surprise for arthur." he looked at the parts in his hand, "though, i don't actually remember what we were attempting to make." ted's shoulders shrugged as his stomach gave a growl. "food. we need food and then, we will be able to finish it."

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"daisy!" molly stopped all her fussing to go give her best friend a big hug. "you seem to be forgetting that I will be far more pregnant in a few months." she kissed charlie on the head and then bill, telling them goodbye and goodnight and how much mummy loves them. she was still a little misty eyed as the door closed. molly would probably never be comfortable when her babies weren't under her own roof. "you're making lasagna?" she asked in surprise while moving towards the back door of the burrow. "what if what I like sometimes requires me to be on my feet? and what is this surprise?"

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with the use of both hands, molly was finally able to proper mix and set her cobbler to go into the oven. she brushed the surplus flour on her palms onto the front of her apron and pulled it off to hang on the little painted cat hanger she made last week that was sitting in the corner. as she did, it became fairly obvious that her stomach had already popped. “it would be a verbal surprise, I suppose. when is daisy supposed to get here? you know I hate not knowing. do I need to change or wash up? do I need different shoes?”

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“My darling, Daisy is your friend, you know how she is.” Arthur started to say more, but it was that exact moment that Daisy swept into the kitchen, bright and bubbly as always, a tray in her hand that she set on the counter. “My ears were burning, Arthur Weasley.” Her smirk was directed toward Molly as she reached out to take one of the boys from him, leaning around Arthur to press a quick kiss to Molly’s cheek. “We’ll have fun tonight, in bed by nine, and I’ll have them back first thing in the morning. You two have fun, and remember you can’t really get more pregnant, so... do with that what you will.” And with a wink and a shuffling around of children and bags, Daisy and the boys were out the door. “You don’t need to do anything, and your shoes are fine. We’re just going out to the workshop and then I’m going to make you my famous lasagna and you’re taking a night off your feet to relax and do whatever you like. Deal?”

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Arthur couldn’t stop himself from melting a little, both at his wife’s words and his son’s attempts at grabbing at him. He’d been thrilled the first time he’d heard ‘dada’ and every time after still sent a shock of thrill through him. He reached out with his own free arm and scooped up his eldest son, bouncing him and Charlie a little and watching them giggle. “Ah ah ah, if I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it? You’ll have to wait and see after Daisy comes to pick up the boys.”

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with the use of both hands, molly was finally able to proper mix and set her cobbler to go into the oven. she brushed the surplus flour on her palms onto the front of her apron and pulled it off to hang on the little painted cat hanger she made last week that was sitting in the corner. as she did, it became fairly obvious that her stomach had already popped. “it would be a verbal surprise, I suppose. when is daisy supposed to get here? you know I hate not knowing. do I need to change or wash up? do I need different shoes?”

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“I am the best husband in the world and I can prove it with evidence.” Arthur strolled into the kitchen, pecking a kiss against Molly’s cheek while shifting Charlie on his hip at the same time so the baby didn’t end up crushed between them. “Uncle Tilden and Aunt Daisy are babysitting tonight so that mommy and daddy can spend an evening together, and Daddy has something out in the workshop that he built just for Mommy.” The hand not holding their son lifted and waved in a ‘ta-da’ motion, while the grin on his face grew.

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“I don’t need evidence, love. I’m the one who’s married to you.” molly laughed as bill, who was presently sitting on her hip, also reached out for arthur while happily repeating the words ‘days’ and ‘dada’. he recently mastered the letter ‘d’. “you built me something?” she asked with surprise as she looked up from the rather mediocre cobbler she was attempting to bake with only one free hand. “what is it?”

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“i’d say we make a pretty good team.”

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“we make a terrible team.”

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Arthur had just finished straightening up the kitchen from dinner, and had planned to drag Molly into the den for some alone time before bed when her question stopped him in the doorway, eyebrow lifted and eyes wide. “In the bathroom… are… are you? Are we?” The joke always had been that Arthur and Molly were trying to birth their own Quidditch team, but he hadn’t really expected to be, well, expecting for a third time already. “Maybe we’ll have that girl this time.”

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molly turned on her heel and headed towards the bathroom to check the medicine cabinet for the test. “I don’t know. I’m not sure. that’s why I need the test, but I can’t quite remember when my last period was...” that last two times they’d been in that situation were named william and charles. “and well, we could be...” it was not as if they were ever particularly careful about that sort of thing. molly and arthur had the tendency to get lost in those little stolen moments. she paused, her face falling just a little. “do you not want another?”

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“Mm… I… We’ll probably have to owl him.” Lane was trying to stay calm. Rational. She had read books, she knew, logistically, that everything was going to be fine, but right now, all of that logic was being overshadowed by the panic that there was a real, actual baby on the way. “I think so? I mean, the Healer I’ve been working with told me it was normal to have contractions this late in pregnancy but not to really start paying attention until they were like ten minutes apart and the last one I remember having was more than ten minutes ago, but you know, my water broke so that means go time, right? I… we should probably go, I’m starting to freak out a little.”

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molly shrugged. “it usually means that full labor is coming, but it doesn’t necessarily mean that you’re dilated enough for the baby. the contractions will likely be more telling about that. now waddle this way so we can get you there before we need to worry about that.” she was full blown panicking. even though molly had already done this twice, she hadn’t been on this side of the equation. arthur’s goofy expression suddenly seemed to make a lot more sense. “nothing to freak out about. we’re just going to go to the hospital and owl markus and everything will be fine. we’ll have you sorted before the worst of it begins.”

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molly just put bill and charlie down for the night and pulled the nursery door closed. she immediately started pilfering through the hallway closet, calling quietly into the next room. “honey, do we still have any of those at home pregnancy tests lying around?”

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Send 💛 for a friendship headcanon I have for our muses thorfinn & molly

thorfinn travels a lot for work. wherever he goes, he looks for something quirky and unusual, and sends it to molly. he says this is because the burrow is a weird place and he likes to contribute. really, he just adores molly, very much like a sister and doesn't want to be forgotten while he's away.

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“Not to… cause you alarm or anything… but, uhm… I think my water just broke.”

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“oh- okay. well, fine. yes. okay. good. we can handle this. so do you have a way to get ahold of markus? or do you want to just go straight to st mungo’s and owl him when we’re already there? have you had any contractions yet?”

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