Fucking Molly Weasley
A flock of birds took off from a nearby tree. It was September. An hour later the sun rose from its horizon giving out it first rays of summer light that day. Everything was still. Sounds of people rising from the nearby house were distinguished from the sound coming from nearby places. It was the Burrow. House of one of the most ancient Pure-Blood families alive. The house was a crooked sight. The first 2 floors formed a perfect base, then there were crooked shabby additions which were...