Scattered: Brief Lives

He runs through all of them, every friend and student and teacher and Auror he can think of, and he tries hard to remember them. Just that, and just in case.

He might just have some planning to do after all.

She sees things -- not the way other people see them, but the way they truly are.

Folded and tucked away, out of sight with the rest of the bits and pieces, keepsakes, the things you save.

His eyes, meeting hers, just once, as he’d left the next morning.

Four weeks later they were married, and five weeks later they’d moved back home.

It's his job, he knows, to take care of his family. Even if he’s not sure how.

Arthur’s always been there to pull her back from her fear. Except for now, when his own heart is pounding and his own hands are shaking.