The man was shaken out of his thoughts when he felt something, or rather someone, bump into him from behind. He quickly turned around to find a woman about his age on the floor. He looked beside her and saw a small child with his leg stuck out. The man figured that she had been tripped.

George set the book down after reading one of the short stories from the book and picked up the quill, ink, and parchment that was sitting on one of his night stands. He picked the book up from beside him and placed the piece of parchment on top of it. He dipped the quill in ink and began writing.

“Your charming brothers told me when you went to the restroom yesterday evening. I chose to believe that you were a virgin despite what your brothers told me! I trusted you George! How do you think I feel right now?”

George walked through the halls of St. Mungo’s grimly. Since he did not know where Oliver had gone, he looked in every wing. Oliver was found sitting outside of the hospital with Jack. The little boy was crying and screaming, making passersby stare at the star Quidditch player.

“Erm, I’m waiting for my girlfriend,” he said, feeling himself shrink back in his seat. The woman’s eyes grew large and she quickly scurried away from George. He did not know whether he should feel relieved or afraid that people were running from him.

George arrived home in a giddy mood. As he walked over the threshold that evening, Aubrey was sitting on the couch with a confused expression on her face. Even Delilah’s ears were perked up at the oddness of George’s behavior.

“I love you,” Aubrey said quietly as she leaned over to kiss George. A grin played upon his face. He loved the fact that they were married and that they never would part. When they were not married, there was the uncertainty that she would leave. He now knew that she would always be by his side, even when he was being a complete idiot.

Only moving his hand to the side a little bit, he could feel the sensation of something hitting up against the wall of Aubrey’s stomach. Upon placing his ear where his hand was, he could hear the thumps that their child’s little feet were making. Their child…It was hard to get used to the fact that in nearly two months they would have a baby other than Delilah in the house.

“Maybe she’ll leesen to zee baby,” Fleur said, clapping her hands together and roaring with laughter. George smiled as he looked outside. It was the perfect first Christmas for any baby. The snow was falling delicately over the trees, grass, and bushes while family kept hearts warm inside the house.

“Yes, dear. Today is Sunday,” Aubrey said, reading his mind. He picked Lorraine up from her carrier that was sitting on the table. She looked very much like her twin brother, but she had blonde hair. Neither George nor Aubrey understood this, but that was the color of hair that their youngest daughter had.