Who: Weasleys :)
What: breakfast in bed because of...D:
When: Sunday morning

It had been a long night at the burrow, what with all the boys and some of their confusion and--and Molly. Arthur had tried his best to take care of things so she didn't have to worry about burning dinner or the boys fighting. Of course, the boys still fought and dinner still had a bit of that crispy black charring to it (not a lot, just a little!), but he hoped that it was a little better. Now that it was morning and the boys (well, some of them) were sleeping still, maybe he would feel okay with bringing everything up.

He'd snuck down to the kitchen to make her breakfast in bed and was now carefully knocking the door open, the heavy tray taking up both of his hands. He set the food down carefully on his side of the bed before moving to sit down next to Molly. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, hoping that the simple action would rouse her. He didn't want to actually wake her up, but he didn't want the food to go to waste, either. "Mol," he murmured softly, his hand now brushing some out-of-place hair away from her face.