Meet Molly Prewett.
She’s got it bad for Arthur Weasley…
But he’s too busy day-dreaming about muggles to notice her.
Whatcha gonna do about it, Molly?
Pretend you don’t notice him either?
Be all sexy and aloof?
He’s gone now, isn’t he, Molly?
Ah well. Better luck next time.
((OOC: You best believe this was a problem Molly had to deal with up until fifth year, when Arthur got his shit together. Then Molly learned how to flirt, and– Well. The rest is red-haired, freckly history.))