shinysherlock asked prettyarbitrary:
Sarah/Molly, Potterlock.
“Do you really have a gift for prophecy?” Sarah asked one day at lunch.
Molly tried to shrug and nod at the same time, and narrowly avoided dripping salad cream on her shirt. ”But I only do it when I’m sleeping, though. So you’d have to be in bed with me to hear it!” She grinned for about a second before her expression turned horrified. ”I-I mean not that, oh god I didn’t mean-“
Sarah smiled and leaned forward to tuck a lock of Molly’s hair behind her ear. ”Could I take that as an invitation?”