Yeah, I turn on the TV and I see everything lookin’ so glossy and pretty. You know, those people with their apartments in New York City that are the size of airplane hangers, and decorated from Williams-Sonoma, and yet they’re all in their early 20s and haven’t figured out what to do with their lives. I don’t understand that. What planet are people living on? So we wanted to do something that, while it’s heightened, and the situations are ridiculous, at least the world the people live in is a little more believable.- Rob-Mcelhenney
Ginevra Molly Potter (née Weasley) (b. 11 August, 1981) was a pure-blood witch, the youngest of Arthur and Molly Weasley's seven children, and the first female to be born into the Weasley line for several generations. She attended the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from 1992 to 1999 and was sorted into the Gryffindor House.
The meeting’s over, you can come down and have dinner now, everyone’s dying to see you, Harry. And who’s left all those Dungbombs outside the kitchen door?”
“Crookshanks,” said Ginny unblushingly. “He loves playing with them.
Order of the Phoenix, Ch. 4
It will become more and more apparent over the course of the series that Ginny is an accomplished liar.
Sherlock attempts to ask Molly out…will he ever snap out of buffering mode? Read on to see ;p
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The next day, Sherlock decided to, albeit nervously, ask Molly out for the upcoming Friday. John said he would wait outside in the hall while Sherlock swung open the doors. Molly was preparing for an autopsy.
“Hello, Sherlock,” Molly smiled.
“Hello,” he replied, returning a small smile.
“Did you need something?” she asked. It was then Sherlock went into what they all liked to call buffering mode.
Greg strolled down toward the morgue to find John Watson with his ear pressed against the door.
“Listening for heartbeats?” Greg joked with a chuckle.
“Shh,” John told him. “Sherlock’s asking out Molly.”
“Really? Well, it’s about time,” Greg mused quietly. It wasn’t long before the detective inspector had his ear pressed up to the door on John’s left.
“Okay, I already have to deal with one freak. What the hell are you two doing?” Sally inquired, Anderson by her side.
“Shhh,” Greg and John insisted.
“Sherlock’s asking Molly out,” John told them. Anderson and Sally looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders, eyes wide.
“If ya can’t beat ‘em, join 'em,” Anderson smirked. The other door had the ears of Sally Donovan and Philip Anderson pressed against it.
There were hurried footsteps and Ron’s mother, Mrs. Weasley, emerged from a door at the far end of the hall. She was beaming in welcome as she hurried toward them, though Harry noticed that she was rather thinner and paler than she had been last time he had seen her.
Order of the Phoenix, Ch. 4
Mrs Weasley must have lost a fair bit of stress weight to be noticeably thinner after only four weeks.