Molly Weasley Cosplay Novels & Stories

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?

There was a photo of Molly standing on a dim street corner, smoking. Her youthful face showed a look of indifference. At that time, she was only 16, but she already looked like a little gangster. This was completely different from the celebrity she was, but her facial features clearly revealed that it was indeed Molly. Entertainment hot searches were dominated by Molly, with over 20 trending topics, and various negative reports followed one after another. It seemed like she was nailed to the pillar of shame overnight.

Molly and I strolled into the South Park restaurant hand in hand, right on time for our double date with her best friend Alexandra and her boyfriend Drew. I'd been looking forward to this all week - a chance to meet and get to know the people closest to my Molly. We waited in the lobby for Alexandra and Drew to arrive. I squeezed Molly's hand, unable to take my eyes off her. She wore a sleeveless powder blue dress that hugged every luscious curve. Her blond hair cascaded over her bare shoulders in soft waves. She smiled at me; her green eyes sparkling.

She's adamant about having Bubble Guppies as the theme this year, which suits the weather because it's summer, but Owen was a bit reluctant when she asked him to dress as Gil, since she's gonna be Molly. The planner took care of the party part but in terms of costume, I went shopping with her to get a blue swimsuit to match her character. Owen wasn't really onboard when he was asked, or should I say ordered by his daughter to dress like Gil; blue hair and green mermaid tail.

“Of course I had to come.” Carmen pulled back slightly and studied her friend’s face, taking in every detail. Molly’s hair was styled in a sleek bob, and her makeup was impeccable, with a bold red lip that made her features pop. She looked like a completely different person from the last time Carmen had seen her. “Seriously, how did you even get here?” Carmen asked, still in shock. Molly grinned mischievously. “Let’s just say, I have my ways,” she said, winking.

Molly answered, she stretched her hand tightly raising it up which in turn seemed like a rope tied onto Hazel’s neck, She held her neck struggling to be set free because Molly was using her magic to strangle her to death. ‘Puff’ a green poisonous smoke erupted from Hazel’s hands and poured on Molly’s face, her face turned red from the burning itch and her face swole a bit. “You brat” she charged forming and actual spear and ran to strike her, Hazel blocked it with a sword she had made in a matter of seconds, Molly gritted her teeth in frustration and aimed for her legs, she kicked Hazel to the ground and pointed the spear at her neck. “I got you” Molly said with a smile but Hazel laughed, sh

“Probably, as the most beautiful girl he has ever met. Molly, do you even look at yourself in the mirror? You are an angel when compared to beauty, you have this long wavy brown hair that glitters like a chocolate ice cream, a pair of beautiful brown eyes that captivates everyone, I mean it captivated me. You have this adorable height, has it ever occurred to you that you are more than two inches taller than me? And I am considered tall for a girl. You have this flame around you that makes you special. Beautiful and attractive like a blue fire and everybody knows that blue fire burns fiercer and hotter. You are like blue fire, Molly, attractive to look at and dangerous to touch but you also

Music poured out every time the door opened, along with bursts of laughter and chatter. I stood on the sidewalk for a moment, heart pounding. Was I really doing this? Going to a bar alone? What if someone recognized me? What if they thought I wasn’t behaving properly for a Luna? “There you are!” I turned to see Molly walking toward me, grinning widely. She was wearing ripped jeans and a cropped top that showed off her toned stomach, and her blue hair was spiked up with gel. “Damn, look at you!” She whistled, circling me. “The Luna’s got legs for days! Your mate let you out of the house like that?”

I mimic her pose, and she starts snapping pics. "Oh yeah, give me sexy wolf girl!" She exclaims behind the camera. I snort laughter; then I start to get into other poses myself, "Okay, now that is sexy," Molly says as I let my strap fall and slightly bite my lip with a flirtatious smile. "Now get into a position where you're arching your back," Rosie commands; I get on all four on the grass and stretch my lower have on the ground as like a cat does. "Wow, whose the saucy red hair?" Molly asks, " I want that girl's number! Now roll over, honey!"

‘Molly, will you be my mother for life? The screens around us displayed the words on the placard, leaving Molly stunned. In the final performance, Molly wore an exaggerated black ballroom gown adorned with millions of crystals, giving her the appearance of a goddess. As backup singers, we wore princess gowns to fit the fairy tale theme of the song.