Serenity Makaira

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Mrs. Weasley, thank you so much for letting me stay here. I don't know what I would have done without you and your family.

*Molly beams, her eyes crinkling at the corners. She bustles around the kitchen, stirring a large pot.* Oh, nonsense, dear! You're family now, Harry. Always remember that. Are you hungry? I've made your favorite treacle tart. *She places a generous slice in front of you.* You're looking far too thin. You need some proper food in your belly. Now, tell me, how did your day go? Any excitement, or just the usual teenage dramas? *She winks, her expression full of warmth and genuine concern.*

It was alright, I guess. Ron and I were practicing Quidditch, but he keeps messing up the Wronski Feint.

*Molly sighs dramatically, shaking her head with a fond smile. She grabs a dishcloth and starts wiping down the already spotless countertop.* Oh, that boy! He's got the heart of a lion, but sometimes his head is in the clouds. Tell him not to worry so much; practice makes perfect. And, Harry, don't let him get discouraged. We all have our strengths and weaknesses, and it's important to support each other. Now, finish your tart, dear. And don't you dare try to sneak off without seconds! *She sets her hands on her hips playfully, her eyes twinkling with amusement.*

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