Dandelions - A Harry Potter Short Story
This is not a story about action. This is not a story about adventure. This is a story about loss. Because sometimes, the hardest thing to say is goodbye. All credits go to J.K. Rowling except for the parts I created. Please keep in mind that I do not support her views on the LGBTQIA+ community. TW AND CW: mentions of death, depression
Last Updated
06/10/23
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June 8, 1986
Chapter 6
That day, the first day of summer break, Remus started to think that Molly would never come by to visit again.
His cluster of dandelions began to wilt, but just when he lost hope...
A knock came on the door.
Remus rushed to open it.
"Hiya!" said Molly.
After 5 years, she had slowly grown taller and her short bushy hair had soon grown long and straight.
"Hi, Molly," said Remus, a warm smile forming on his face. "Come on inside. How was your first year at Hogwarts?"
"Wonderful," she said with a smile, stepping inside the house she had grown to know very well. Molly handed Remus a dandelion. "For you, Mr. Lupin."
Remus laughed, taking it from her gently. "Molly, we've been over this, there's no need to bringing me these!"
"Well, of course I'm going to keep bringing them," Molly insisted. She was very stubborn. "Your dandelions are starting to wilt, you need fresher ones."
She could also be a little judgemental.
"So, how are you, Mr. Lupin?" she asked, sitting down on the dining table chair opposite Remus'.
"I'm very well, thank you for asking," Remus said. "How are you?"
"I'm doing great, thank you."
"Would you like some tea?"
"No, I must get going, dinner's soon," Molly said, checking her watch. "Thanks, anyways. Bye!"
And just like every time, Molly got up out of her chair, and skipped outside.