Molly’s curiosity went up as she saw the blond Slytherin boy walk in the kitchens; as well as Winnie’s. It was Aaron and also the last expected person to show up. She often walked on James eating sweet things, or Fred digging up the pies, even Dominique devouring pudding… but those were usually Weasley/Potter children taught to eat a lot.
“Hey… Aaron. I was hungry. What about you?” Molly carefully said, eyeing him closely as he moved forward to her and the group of elves. One of them sat closer to Molly and started playing with her hair; it was actually the one that gave her the cream to put on her bruises when she and Scorpius were flying. Also, Molly was a Gryffindor with a strong case of house pride but that didn’t stop her from having a thing for Slytherin boys; she knew how wrong was, and blah-blah-blah but in her head she saw – interesting, tempting… and also, all she saw now was gorgeous. Not that she was going to admit that, but no one could stop her from thinking.
Molly met Aaron in that piano classroom, and she never talked to him again from that event until now but he always seemed so guarded, not shy, but… not entirely showing everything he could.
He struggled his shoulders, not being sure what to say. The truth was… he wanted to prepare something for himself. Like a late night cake. Or some pudding. Or something. Like he used to do. His old secret habit. Aaron loved to cook. It was something he learned from the helpers around the house since he was a little boy. They would always taste and tell him if it was good or not. It was his thing.
But now… it was all ruined by this gorgeous woman in front of him, Molly Weasley.
Ruined? No, he was aware that it wasn’t ruined, but his pride wouldn’t let him admit. Though… was this human being capable to keep a secret? Their secret?
He bit on his lower lip, looking at the elves around them. They knew and that was why they were all smiling at him, hoping that he would admit. ‘You should ask them.’ He simply said, a smile growing on his lips. ‘Or you could just be patient and watch me. Or join me. Whatever you’d like.’
He continued, giving her the right to choose. After all, it wasn’t that big of a deal and, if anything, he’d ask her to be quiet about this because… of reasons.
- the-hugo-the-weasley started following you
- -roseweasley started following you
- omg just now? ._. srlsy? didn’t u notice before what a hot beast I is? pft. pft. your loss. :P
I like me this way. I’m more fun, Take more risks. And I’m not tied down to anyone. Its lovely.
To be honest, I have to agree. Why does somebody need love in their life, when, if they don’t have it, they can do whatever they want?
Actually, ate them all. I am a pig, sue me. Um, thank you.
Hm, glad you liked them, then! I shall send you more.
