Your description. You knew it was coming, but I will say it again and again, it's beautiful.
Her hand fell automatically to his face, smoothing his thinning hair, most of it turned white at this point or gone altogether. The moment her skin touched his, she regretted her move, for he was cold, unnaturally so, freezing as if she were touching a Dementor. The familiar warmth of her husband, lighting up all her years, had evaporated.
You got into Molly's head so well, with the way she's always liked children which inevitably leads our thoughts back to JK's description of Weasley family scenes.
Fred &hearts I don't think developing my statement is required.
Okay. I've developed a serious love for Louis, so I'm very happy to see him pop up here, even briefly. Yes, why would Molly need a house elf? It was really intriguing to see that come up: wouldn't Hermione have said anything about it?
Heh, spoke too fast. There she is, of course she'd be irritated.
More slightly fluffy tidbits of Next Gen, annnd you take it away. ALL OF THE FEELS FOR MOLLY AND ARTHUR, WHY?
Ah. I thought it would be something along the lines of Alzheimer. Again, another kick in the feels. I found this particularly difficult to read already, even more so now, with the mention of the disease.
I know this was the point, but THIS WAS SO SAD. I feel like a have a stone in the pit of my stomach. This was, as often with you, brilliantly written, too brilliant: I think I'll go steal a fluffy kitten to recover.
Author's Response: Val! -hugs- Thanks for the swap!
I'm glad the characterization worked well. Molly was intimidating to tackle, but I felt secure in falling back on her love for Arthur and her family. She would want to soak up every moment of love and laughter in that house, and I think it would all help keep her together in her time of need. The one bit of grief that will never go away, of course, is Fred.
It's great that you felt like I resolved the house elf thing okay. It was bittersweet, but I thought it--like the anecdotes of the girls' pregnancies and the dancing--added a necessary bit of levity and fluff to this piece.
Yes, snuggle that kitten. This was meant to be heart-wrenching, so please know that I have the best of intentions when I say that I'm glad it made you sufficiently sad. Thanks for the lovely review, once again!