~Lily's POV~

Almost a year has passed since I married Charlie. And we're absolutely and completely happy together.

I live with him in Romania, where he still works with the dragons. I've even gotten to help out a bit.

We go to visit the rest of the Weasley clan every once in awhile, like Ginny's birthday, and Molly and Arthur's wedding anniversary.

The best part of all is, I'm pregnant.

Charlie was overjoyed when I told him, and we told the rest of the family, as we're no longer allowed to keep ANYTHING from them.

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"Charlie!" I yelled out the front door, "Dinner is ready."

Charlie came, bringing our puppy, Susan (who isn't quite a puppy anymore) with him.

"What are we having tonight, dear." he said, grabbing me from behind.

"Guests." I said.

"SURPRISE!" they all jumped into the kitchen from the living room.

Our "guests" included the entire Weasley family, Hermione, and Harry.

Even Susan, who had seen them all just a few minutes ago, was surprised by them appearing in the room like that.

Fred wolf-whistled, and Charlie realised he was still holding me from behind in a rather... "sketchy", if you will, way.

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"So, how much longer until B-day?" Ginny said.

B-day is "Baby day". She's decided that the whole family has to be there when it happens.

"Sometime around Christmas." I said.

"Hey, George, guess what we're getting for Christmas!" Fred said.

"What's that, Fred?" George replied.

"A NEW PRANK-TESTER!" Fred yelled.

I glared at them both.

"You are NOT going to use my child as a prank-tester." I said, sternly.

"Wow..." Fred whispered, "She's starting to sound like mum!"

"Thank you, Fred." I said, "I take that as a compliment."

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As Christmas drew closer, my stomach got HUGER!

Charlie joked once that I was giving birth to a dragon. All joking stopped when I began to act like the mother dragons.

We went to visit the Burrow a few days before Christmas.

"Now, are you having a baby, or a dragon?" Fred asked.

Charlie stepped in, "All joking aside, we think it may be twins."

"She does look about as big as I was when I was having Fred and George." Molly said.

Arthur agreed, which got him smacked with a rather large spoon.

"Get ready for dinner." Molly said, and we all did just that.