January 14, 2004
| What happens when the trio is found out?
They weren't supposed to do this. Not like this. Never like this. The three of them. Together. Never.
Two of them or the other two, or perhaps even the other two, but never together. Not here, not now, not ever.
They were going to be ruined. One mistake like this could make their whole lives miserable. They weren't supposed to do this, weren't allowed to do this. It was disgusting. It was filthy. It was something that was so forbidden, it couldn't be hidden away far enough.
She had to stop them, she had to protect them. From the world. From their own mistakes.
Didn't they know what they were risking? One of the wrong people finding out and their names would be in the dirt. They would be shunned. They would be worse than nothing. They would never be happy. Never be normal.
This had to stop. It just had to. How could they be so irresponsible, especially the one of them?
She had to stop them.
With this thought in mind, Molly Weasley opened the door to her son's bedroom fully. Only to hear a chorus of three voices and three 'I love you's' and to see three glowing faces with three soft smiles lighting them and six arms around each other and six feet tangled together and six shining eyes closing. And she stopped and looked and her anger left and she understood. And slowly backed out the door, and closed it.
She closed her eyes and slowly exhaled. Then opened them again and resolutely squared her shoulders.
She would just have to make sure that nobody found out.
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