“oh ! i have discovered the eye pod and the kneading doh. i currently do not own any. i am in the middle of a trade.” eyebrows furrow in a thought process.
“i do have something.” pulling out a battery from her desk drawer. “feast your eyes on this.”
“there is no proof that it was her. it was an accusation. look at her precious face. she is innocent.” nodding. a story she will continue to defend.
there she is, the one who can put a smile on arthur’s face. crescent eye smile hidden behind spectacles.
she smiles, leaning back against the office chair. “ah yes. i hear there is a commotion with breakfast. you wouldn’t happen to know anything about it?”
there was a time fred and george ( it was definitely molly ) charmed my socks to the color gray. it was impossible to match each one correctly. still gives me a good laugh at the thought.
chuckling at the sudden declaration. “i have hope you will search, but i fear it will end in despair. she’s innocent. her brothers rope her into things, but her name is clear. besides, she enjoys rest. she wouldn’t be awake early for mischief.”
definitely knows molly was probably behind it, but she will never see wrong in molly.
nodding, “you need proof before accusing. look at her sweet , little , innocent , angel face. those big eyes and pretty smile. you can look at me and say she did it ? her brothers — yes. ”





















