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Molly Prewett messing around with one of Arthur’s muggle cameras, 1976.

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Molly Prewett reading during her break out on the grounds, taken by Arthur Weasley 1977

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Arthur Weasley and Molly Prewett sitting out in the grounds studying.

Taken by Caradoc Dearborn who was passing by, 1977.

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There’s nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can’t see,

So try me on and i will tell you

Where you ought to be.

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Molly Prewett with one of her roommate's cats for company.

Taken by a charmed camera, 1976.

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I should hope not! None of the other teams would even dare take the field. I have a few thoughts on who it might have been, though--both of them rhyme with "red."

Haha. Very funny. Thanks to whoever gave me the new beater’s bat for Christmas, but I don’t think it’ll be allowed in a match.

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Look, Ed. I'm your friend but I'm also Head Girl and I can't just ignore this! At least let me help patch you up, if you're too stubborn to tell me who did this.

And no, I won't tell Gwen as long as you do--she's not an idiot. She'll see something's wrong.

Not happening. I’ll be fine. I’ve got a first aid kit in my dormitory. 

Uhm… Don’t tell Gwen, alright? 

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I knew I could count on you, Teddy. Grab a plate.

Merry Christmas to you, dear! It is indeed. Chocolate banoffee, actually, and far too much of it left for comfort.

Christmas Treats!

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It's beautiful. I knew I loved your mum for a reason! It'll go perfectly with the sweater I made you.

Alright, I'll admit it.

Maybe it’s not the best Christmas gift ever, but… Mum tried, alright? I kind of have to wear it.

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Truly you are a knight in shining armour. Thanks for coming to my rescue before I turn myself into a fat old toad! Hope you like chocolate.

Christmas Treats!

Did someone say Christmas treats? And eating? It would be a crime to leave a lady alone when she needs assistance. I’m on my way.

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Oh so you're missing people, too! That's a bit of a relief.

I was beginning to worry that the silence meant you and your group were holed up somewhere, plotting.

I’m so bored that I’m about to slit my wrists.

Where is everyone?

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Christmas Treats!

I...may have gone a tad overboard with the holiday baking.

I'm blaming Lily, though, she asked for it. Someone come help me eat all this!

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Well! You at least listen to me: I'm going to walk you to the Hospital Wing and you are going to tell me exactly what happened on the way there.

I’m fairly certain it was a Slytherin way of sending a message to an Auror’s son. 

Fat chance I’ll listen. 

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Alright, no, it was actually good. I laughed and everything.

How d'you tell a dogwood tree from a redwood?

Come on, it’s not that bad. It’s a good one!

Isn’t it?

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Merlin, Edgar! What happened here?!

[Edgar checked around his mouth with his tongue, feeling a loose tooth before he spat out some blood on the grounds.]

Well.

That was interesting. 

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Wouldn't be at all surprised. In any negotiations for intergalactic peace the Slap Bet laws will probably come up as soon as everyone's promised not to kill each other. Well, that's one way of looking at it. Thank you for helping me develop my skills, oh clumsy and reckless one. And alright fine--I give it to you because I'm a complete pushover with you, which you know and take advantage of, prat that you are. You with your strawberry ice creams and your excitement.

It’s universal. Wizards, muggles, Brits, Russians- probably aliens, too. Technically, we’ve done you a favor by getting hurt so often, because you really are great now. I don’t care why, all I know is that I get ice cream and it’s always Strawberry, which is my favorite.

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If by "good" you mean "completely-terrible-why-oh-why-did-I-laugh," then yes it's good.

How d'you tell a dogwood tree from a redwood?

It’s good, right?