Molly's morning had started off with the simple task of running to Ollivanders to have her wand repaired after she had found her cat chewing on the end of it the night before. A quick in and out trip, which quickly devolved into an entire day of errands she hadn't intended to complete all at once. It had started innocently enough. As she was about to leave she received an owl from her older sister, Charlotte, asking if she could send over some chocolate frogs for her niece, Erika's, birthday the following week. Since she was going to be in the area, she figured it wouldn't hurt to kill two birds with one stone.
While in Sugarplum's Sweet Shop, Molly had thought about Erika's little brother, Christopher, and how much he enjoyed pranking his sister and mother. Molly, always one to encourage her nephew's sense of humor, decided a quick stop at Gambol and Japes Wizarding Joke Shop to get a small gift for Chris as well couldn't possibly hurt. Besides, her sister was always irritated by her anyway, so it wouldn't make a difference if Charlotte was upset with Molly for encouraging Christopher's rambunctious behavior.
After finally sending everything off at the post office, and dropping off her wand at Ollivanders, it was then she realized she should have reversed her errands, and dropped off her wand first. Now she had some time to waste before her wand would be ready. Strolling over to Obscurus Books, Molly began browsing the shelves for anything of interest. While many trips to the shop were fruitless, occasionally she had found a book or journal about a magical creature.
After almost giving up, a title on the top shelf caught her attention. Did that say something about a clabbert? She could make it out from so high up. Instinctively, Molly reached for her wand to bring the book down to her, then realized she didn't have it at all. Determined to have what she wanted, without waiting for help, Molly carefully placed her foot on the bottom shelf in attempt to boost herself up enough to reach the book. Desperately she stretched her arm above her head, her fingertips barely grazing the spine of the book.