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Chapter 5: Epilogue: Spring Again
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Molly smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She was getting married today.
She looked lovelier than she ever thought she could have. Her veil was gorgeous, passed down to her by her mother. The dress fit her perfectly – it accentuated everything good about her. She had been worried about it, honestly, but Aunt Ginny had worked some magic and sorted out the glitches. Molly now looked exactly as she had always wanted to on her wedding day.
Well, maybe not exactly, she thought, grinning at her reflection – her pretty satin gown that had hung loose on a slim figure when she bought it in January was now slightly stretched over a growing belly. If her Healer was to be believed, Molly was eighteen weeks pregnant on the day today.
Her mother had balked a little when she found out that her daughter was ‘in a family way’, but Molly did not mind. She and Kevin had not planned it, certainly – Kevin’s birthday had gone a little off-book – but nevertheless she was happy. They were engaged and able to handle a baby financially. She would still look pretty at the wedding. The dress needed adjustment, but she would not be huge. Looking in the mirror now, Molly was actually quite pleased with the effect – her belly was not so big as to be cumbersome, but there would be no questions or speculation about her state; she was pretty obvious at this point.
It was rather cute, too, she thought. Overall, it was not a bad effect.
She had not told Kevin about what she found out yesterday at her appointment yet, but the Healers told her that she was carrying a girl – not Michael John, as Kevin was certain it would be, but Lucy Joy. She ran her hand over the bump beneath her gown, feeling a little smug that she knew something he did not.
When the time came, she was walking down the aisle toward Kevin on her father’s arm. Before she knew it he had said the words to give her away, and it was just her and Kevin professing their love for one another. Molly smiled as she said her vows; the baby was squirming inside her as if she could feel the joy of the moment. When they were pronounced husband and wife, Kevin kissed her with such love and happiness that she could hardly believe this was happening. They had come so far.
“I only wish Lucy could be here,” Kevin said after they had walked back up the aisle and into the house to steal a moment alone.
Molly smiled sadly, thinking of her absent sister, but in that moment she felt sure it was fate. She ordered the sadness away from her and grinned at Kevin, mischief returning to her eyes. “Well, someone called Lucy is here,” Molly said, looking at him pointedly.
He blinked. “A girl?” he asked, immediately seeing her cleverness – they had known from the start that if the baby were a girl, she would be called Lucy. “I’m so glad,” he said, hugging her close. “Molly, I’m so glad.”
“Me too,” she said. “I’ve been waiting to tell you since yesterday.”
“How did you keep it a secret?” he asked, grinning, but just then Nora peeked her head in the door, her nine-month-old daughter Finola on her hip.
“They’re all waiting for you two out there!” she said, smiling. “And congratulations, by the way!”
“Thanks!” Molly said, leading Kevin by the hand back out into the courtyard.
In all her life, Molly could not remember a time when she had felt so many emotions at once. She was thrilled to be married to the love of her life, grateful for all her family and friends, excited to know she would have a daughter and was going to meet her soon, and missing her sister more than ever.
But at the same time, she felt that everything had happened exactly the way it was supposed to happen. All the events of her life were tied together – nothing was possible without something else. And they had all led her to this day, when she was the happiest and most secure that she had ever been in all her life.
The day was gorgeous, the ceremony was perfect, and Molly felt that Lucy was watching over it all, helping it to go off without a hitch – she was always the one who had been good at planning. Kevin’s Muggle family even seemed to get along with the eccentric Wizarding Weasleys.
Even if one of his aunts got a little suspicious when James and Fred started setting off fireworks as discreetly as they could with their wands.
“Children,” Mandy said, after threatening to take her husband’s wand away. “Sometimes I feel like I have two.” She kissed Molly on the cheek and Leo, who was now nearly a year and a half old, toddled along beside her. “Congratulations, Molly,” she added, smiling.
“Thanks, Mandy.” Molly couldn’t help grinning herself. “It doesn’t feel real. I know it’s been coming, but…it feels amazing that it’s done, you know?”
“It only gets better from here,” Mandy said. “I only feel bad you can’t have any of the champagne with the baby and all.”
Molly laughed. “It might be for the best. Alcohol may have been partly responsible for getting me here,” she said, patting her belly with a wry smile.
Mandy doubled over with laugher, leaning down to pick up Leo, who was tugging mercilessly at her skirt. “That’s all right,” she said when she came back up. “It all worked out quite well, I think.”
“I must agree, Mandy,” Kevin’s voice said as he came up behind then. “They want us to dance, Molly, come on!”
Molly pulled a face, but went with him anyway.
The rest of the night went by faster than she would have liked it to, but it was one of the best of her life all the same. She was struck by a funny thought – that all this had begun and ended with Lucy. It had begun with Lucy, her sister, when she was ill…it was the reason Molly had been at the pub where she met Kevin in the first place. And it was ending with Lucy, her daughter, who marked the beginning of her new life.
And, smiling, she welcomed it all.