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A/N: This is a story by me and Dragonheart
It was a wonderful day in late June when the Weasleys got together along with Hermione, Ron's wife, and Harry to have their weekly dinner. The picnic tables were set and the food was being brought to the table as the kids skittered around.
Hermione came out rotund as ever, as she was expecting her 4th and sat on the benches. Ron sat next to her as was to be expected and Ian, their 5 year old boy, sat next to his father. Ian was the spitting image of his father. Along with Ian came their twin girls of the age of 2, Mckenzie and Dawn. They had curly brown hair and a numerous assortment of freckles on their faces. You could have heard them a mile away arguing over who would get to sit next to mommy. Finally Hermione sat them, one on each side. Mckenzie on her left and Dawn on her right.
Down at the other end sat Bill and Felur with their daughter, Margret, who had long strawberry blond hair. Next to her sat Derrik, her boyfriend from Hogwarts. Across from them sat George and his wife, Katie, with their children Carlie and Karen. Down from them sat Fred and Angelina with their twins, Joel and Jorden. Next to them sat Molly on the other end sat Percy and his wife, Penelope and on the other end sat Arthur and Charlie.
Harry came out and sat next to Mckenzie. Molly looked around, happily at her family when her sight became fixed on the empty space in between Fred and George's families. At this sight her mood turned from good to bad. She stood and asked as calmly as she could, "Has anyone seen Ginny?"
A murmur of "no" went around the table. Molly sat down looking furious and began murmuring to herself many things, like… "third time this month…" and "… can't believe this…" popped out every few seconds.
Everyone tried to act as normal as possible so that maybe Molly would calm down but nothing seemed to help.
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