||[Dec. 9th, 2004|03:36 am]
[Who: Molly Weasley, the Weasley boys, Gideon Prewett, Dorcas Meadows, anyone who's NOT at busy work or at school at the time.]|
[Where: The Burrow]
[When: After the previous scene in the roleplay]
Molly sighed as she finished dressing little Percy up in a coat and mittens by the entrance to the homely abode known as the Burrow, and she was glad the little guy wasn't making much of a fuss about it. In fact, from the squeals he gave out, he seemed delighted to be wearing/testing out his mother's home-made malformed jumper. Well, at least he'd be warm enough.
Another sigh, and Molly threw open the door, revealing a beautiful cold and crisp morning, with a slight blanket of snow covering the garden and as far as she could see. Giving Percy's hand a squeeze and turning to him with a smile. "Time to play," she told the giggling toddler. "Don't bite that. Try to behave, Percy. At least until your brothers show up." She added that last bit under her breath.
Pop! Out of the earth popped out a large-cheeked gnome, much to Molly's surprise. Percy let out a stream of laughter at the bushy-haired it, and Molly put a fist against her hip in shock. "Wha- I thought you were gone for the winter."
Expletive-deleted. The gnome guffawed loudly, and didn't pay attention when Molly hitched up her skirt, hauled back her foot and punted. The gnome might still have been laughing while it sailed through the air for a few feet, before landing hard in a fountain of snow.
Molly smiled and nodded to herself. Not a bad kick, even in a dress.
"WIL- oh forget it. Come on Percy," she said, calling over to the boy and waited while he waddled his way to her. "Let's go play."