Author: anonymous23.19 PM
Because all that matters are the words we say... for the '100 Quotes of Life Challenge', 100 drabbles with a quote from the list used in each. Various canon pairings.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Chapters: 57 - Words: 32,544 - Reviews: 168 - Favs: 28 - Follows: 32 - Updated: 06-08-11 - Published: 09-20-09 - id: 5389112
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A/N: These are written for sick-atxxheart's The 100 Quotes of Life Challenge. I claimed all of them with various characters and pairings. Each drabble-y thing will use one of the quotes on the list.
1. "I'm so proud of you."
Molly x Ginny
She paced outside frantically, shooting impatient glances at the door. It was magically enhanced so no sound could be heard from behind it; however she knew that Ginny would probably be screaming her head off. She always was loud. As a baby, she'd been noisier than all the boys put together and being the youngest (and the only girl) her daughter had developed a very good set of lungs to ensure she was heard over the boys.
Apparently, only one person was allowed in the delivery room at any one time. She'd had to let Harry go in, it was his wife and his child.
Her only daughter was having a baby! She was going to be a grandmother. Again!
She had a few grandchildren by now and they were a great source of pride and comfort. She loved them all so very much. Molly Weasley had longed for a large family but having seven children of her own was not enough. She'd managed to gather a few along the way and now she had grandchildren.
Ginny and Hermione had fallen pregnant at around the same time – she'd have two new babies to smother with love.
She dragged her mind back to the present. Arthur was slumped in his seat, his eyes kept flickering closed – it was 2am in the morning and he was getting old now, he needed his sleep. So did she actually, but she wouldn't sleep, not yet. She had to be here for her daughter. Percy and George were talking in whispers that she couldn't quite catch. Ron was clutching the hand of a very pregnant Hermione who looked weary – pregnancy was not Hermione's thing, love her. Bill was on his way – he'd had to tell Charlie first. She wondered if Charlie would come home, he and Ginny had always been very close…The whole family would be together if he did. She liked nothing better than to be surrounded by her family, all of them together, safe and happy.
Suddenly, the door was flung open and Harry stood in the doorway beaming widely. She could hear the baby crying impatiently. The whole family leapt to their feet.
"It's a boy! He's healthy!" Harry said in an almost dazed fashion as if it hadn't quite sunk in yet. "Erm… you aren't all allowed in yet. Ginny wants to see Molly first though, if that's okay?"
The others just nodded – they'd done this before, several times over. They were never all allowed in and it was an acknowledged fact that Molly always went into the room first. It was her right as matriarch of the family, none of them would ever dispute it.
Molly walked in slowly, savouring the emotions. She was excited and oddly nervous and thrilled and happy.
The room was sterile and clean, a Mediwitch bustled about in the background.
Ginny looked exhausted, strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, the hospital gown swamped her. She had her eyes closed.
"Ginny, love, your Mum's here." Harry said quietly, touching Ginny's bare arm.
Ginny's eyes flew open and Molly smiled at her. The corners of Ginny's mouth lifted in response.
"He's here." Ginny said, gesturing to the miniscule crib by her bed. "Come see, we think it's only right you see him first."
Molly flew across the room to her grandson's cot and plucked him out expertly. She cradled him in her arms and felt a huge rush of love for this tiny baby. He already had a mop of black hair and when his eyes fluttered open she saw that they were brown, like Ginny's. His hand opened and closed gently like a starfish, tenderly Molly gave him her finger and his tiny fingers clamped around it.
"What's his name?" She said, unable to tear her eyes away from him.
"James. James Sirius Potter." Harry said proudly. "I'll just step outside for a bit, leave you two to talk…" He kissed Ginny on the cheek and left.
Bless him; Molly thought fondly, he always was so tactful. How did he guess that she just wanted to talk to her daughter for a moment?
"He's beautiful." She said to her daughter, placing her free hand in Ginny's. "He's so beautiful."
"I'm so proud of you. So, so proud." Molly said with a lump in her throat.
And she is proud, her beautiful baby girl has grown up, she's married, married to her true love and they've just had the most adorable baby son. She's so proud.