Romans & histoires Harry Potter Molly Weasley Fanfiction

Fay whispered as she stood beside me, flashing me a harsh smile. Molly was stirred immediately but I exhaled deeply, pushing her words out of my head as I tried to focus on the food. “Ignore me all you want but it’s the truth… You're nothing but a lowlife omega and even if you stay in the pack house for a thousand years, it won’t change your identity, you’ll always be a low omega that Damon is using for his pleasure.” She gritted out slowly, her lips close to my ears. Molly was enraged! This was the height of it. She couldn’t take it anymore and without warning, she began to unravel herself.

The others gushed at it, and rushed to check it out like the hyper excited teenage girls we were. Molly stayed back on the bench with me, surprisingly. I played with my fingers, hoping she'd not want to start a conversation. She stared at the others and sighed, her long ponytail swinging behind her. "Poor James," she said, tossing my hope down into the sinkhole. "Remember that sales rep that almost cried during the Easter formal? The girls will work him out and they're just getting started."

Then I left my room with the contract papers. Farrell: Vanilla sex was not really my thing, but last night was one of the best I had ever had. Molly is stunning, and even though she was a constant source of irritation, I could not imagine parting ways with her anytime. Locking her up and constantly touching her would soon drown her in my love. The jealousy she displayed daily was already a warning sign. I had just finished getting ready for work and was standing in front of the mirror trying to knot my tie when someone knocked on my door. Before I could finish my sentence, someone pulled the door open, and I turned around to see Molly in a robe, her hair messy from bathing.

When Ray and Molly returned, Ray's side effects of absorbing abilities flared up again halfway through the trip. As before, they were resolved without incident. By the time they reached the mansion, Molly's hair was slightly disheveled and her cheeks faintly flushed. She took a while to compose herself and cover it up. No one else noticed—but Jess had gone out with Ray just yesterday. She noticed it at once. Twisting her shapely hips, she sauntered over and deliberately sniffed at Molly. Covering her mouth, she laughed. "Oh my, such a strong scent of lust."

When I want something I get it no matter how long or hard I have to fight for it. The door to the house loudly shuts forcing my attention away from the fridge and of course, it's Molly. It's clear she's only now getting back from her run, she's got on body-hugging leggings with a sports top and loose vest over the top. her hair is in two French braids and she's got a thick slick layer of sweat covering her body and it's a sight that goes straight to places that it shouldn't. Fuck is she trying to kill me?

Her mouth parts slightly and I forget how to breathe. “Coner! Are you even listening to me?” Molly demands with a shove to my chest. I stumble back but my eyes stay on the goddess across the room. Her eyes move to Molly with a hint of a scowl, then a dark-haired guy wraps his arm around her shoulders completely oblivious to me as he guides her to a table. I blink back into reality and Molly is pissed. “What the fuck was that?” she hisses. “I… I don't know,” I admit, rubbing the back of my neck.

And, Molly giggled putting on her face of mischiefs. “Where's your mother?” Only a sigh left Ava's mouth. “She's in her room helping me with my skirt.” Molly's eyes were already centered on the hot pot above the stove and she was already drooling at the side of her mouth. Her eyes already circled around the entire kitchen hoping for a way to get her hands on that beef stew. She couldn't ask her aunty Ava because she wouldn't agree.

As soon as Molly opened the door, I could instantly see from her downcast expression that just a basket of food wasn’t going to cheer her. “Here, this is for you and Ronald”. I said softly as I held it out for her to take. “Thanks” She said despondently as she took it from my hands with her eyes avoiding mine. “Molly, what’s happened?” I whispered so the omega couldn’t hear me. “I just hate it here”. She sighed. “We both do”. “I know”. I replied letting out an exhale of breath as my shoulders slumped. I knew this wasn’t the way any of us wanted to live, but I was trying my best to make it a bit more bearable for them. “But it won’t be like this forever”.

"I presume she's awake now. You can go see her." Kev holds me steady when I almost fell. "Mommy." Molly calls but does not move. "I think I need chocolate. Lots and lots of that." I skimo over and take her in my arms. "We'll get that once we get out of here.' I hold her at an arms reach. "How are you feeling?" She pouts. "like I want to eat chocolate." I smile and kiss her forehead. "I'll go take care of the documents." Kevin announces already leaving the room.