I know chronologically this doesn't happen but Harry is a few months younger then Ron so that's why I chose to write this fanfic. And I know the dates wrong; again I did this for the fanfiction.

Hearing a soft knock on the door, Molly slowly made her way over to the door with little Ron on her hip. Before the knock, Molly was getting ready to breastfeed Ron. She opened the door to see Dumbledore standing there with a baby in his arms.

"Albus?" Dumbledore gave Molly the slightest of smiles; he wasn't in much of a mood to smile,

"Can I come in?" Molly moved out of the way and let Albus walk in,

"Is everything alright?" Albus nodded slightly,

"Something terrible has happened." He said gloomily, "This little boy's parents were killed by Voldemort." Hearing Voldemort's name, Molly flinched a bit.

"Who were killed?" Molly asked a bit scared to find out.

"James and Lily Potter." Both Molly's heart and stomach sank at the news; Molly had been good friends with Lily when they went to Hogwarts and Arthur had been good friends with James. But they had gone their own ways when they graduated from Hogwarts, so they didn't keep much contact after.

"Why did you bring their little boy here then?" Molly asked a bit confused,

"I was hoping you would take him in? I don't want to give Harry to his aunt and uncle." Dumbledore said to Molly a bit hopeful she would agree. Molly set Ron down on the floor and took Harry into her cradling arms, but before agreeing she moved the blanket that was covering Harry's face to take a closer look at him. When Molly saw his green eyes looking up at her, she felt the all to familiar swell of having a new baby in her arms.

"I would love to Albus." Molly replied a bit shakily. Albus gave a sigh of relief and smiled over at Molly; without any warning he gave her a hug, careful not to squish the baby in her arms.

"Thank you Molly." Albus whispered quietly in her ear.

Albus pulled away and looked down at Ron on the floor, he picked him up so he was sitting on his hip.

"How old is your little one?" Albus asked as he lightly touched Ron's nose with his forefinger,

"Ron will be 10 months on the 1st." Molly replied as she took a seat on the couch,

"So that would make Harry 6 months." Albus said, more to himself then Molly. Noticing that Molly had made her way to the couch, Albus followed her and also sat down. Harry had turned his body so his face was pressing against Molly's chest; Molly didn't think much of it, she thought it was to get more heat from her until she felt Harry work his mouth against her breast, trying to feed.

"You're not gonna go far with clothes on sweetheart." Albus looked over at Molly, a bit confused as to what was happening,

"I'm a bit afraid to ask, but is everything alright?" He asked. Molly looked up at Albus and started to laugh a bit,

"Yeah, everything's fine. He's just trying to breastfeed." Albus looked down at Harry a bit surprised to hear what he had done.

"Is everything alright Albus?" Molly asked, noticing the surprise in his face.

"What? Oh yeah, that's a bit of a shocker, to be honest." Molly looked over at Albus with a bit of curiosity,

"Lily didn't breastfeed him." Albus explained. This time, it was Molly's turn to be surprised,

"That explains why he's such a small baby." Albus looked down at Harry, and then to Ron

"Yeah, he is a bit small isn't he?" Molly nodded as she looked at her own son,

"I wouldn't compare Harry to Ron, or any of my kids on that matter. They were all really big babies." Albus looked up at Molly, a bit embarrassed to ask the next question,

"Would breast milk have anything to do with it?" Molly laughed slightly as Albus started to turn red,

"It does." Albus then looked at Harry, who was still trying to get milk from Molly's breast.

"Then you should breastfeed Harry." Molly looked up at Albus, a bit surprised at what he said,

"You think so?" Dumbledore then nodded his head.

"Go for it." Because Harry was already in position to breastfeed, all Molly had to do was free her breast; once Molly did she got Harry attached right away. Not wanting to stare, Albus turned his attention to Ron on his lap. After a few minutes, Albus looked over at Molly as she looked at the little life sucking at her breast,

"You really were the perfect choice to be a mother to Harry." Albus said to Molly.

"What do you mean?" Molly asked.

"After a few minutes of holding him, you've already got him breastfeeding." Albus said as Molly smiled at him.

"I guess it comes from being the mum of 6 boys." Albus then looked at Ron, who had started to happily babble.

"How did you do it? Have 6 boys I mean." Albus asked as Harry unlatched himself from her breast. Molly picked the baby up and rested him on her shoulder and started to softly pat his back trying to burp him.

"I don't know. It was fun more then anything though." Molly replied as Harry let out a burp. "Ok now it's Ron's turn." She added as she passed Harry over to Albus and Albus passed Ron over to her.

"I don't get how women do it." Albus said as he watched Molly get Ron settled for his feeding.

"Do what?" Molly asked as she looked up from Ron,

"The whole being pregnant thing." Molly chuckled slightly as she felt the familiar tug of her breast,

"After 5 pregnancies, I would only hope it would be easy." Molly replied.

"Your one hell of a women, Molly." Albus said to Molly after a minute or two of silence.

"I get that a lot." Molly replied as Ron finished his feeding, and she did the same thing she did with Harry.

"Look at the time, I should be going." Albus said as he handed Harry over to Molly.

"Don't get up Molly, I can find my way out." Albus said as he noticed Molly getting up, he leaned over and hugged Molly, again careful not to squish the two boys on her lap and with that Albus apparated back to Hogwarts

"Mollywobbles?" Arthur called later that night.

"What is it dear?" Molly called back from the living room; Molly had just put Harry onto the couch after a few seconds of softly tickling him, getting a little giggle in return.

"Who is this, love?" Arthur asked as he walked into the room seeing Molly bounce Ron on her hip.

"That would be Harry, James and Lily Potter's little boy." Arthur kissed his wife and looked at the boy on the couch a little bit confused.

"Why do we have him?" He asked, the curiosity evident in his voice

"James and Lily got killed today by He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and Dumbledore wanted us to take him, and I agreed." Arthur looked at Harry as Molly threw Ron into the air and caught him.

"He's looks exactly like both of them, doesn't he?" Arthur asked after a minute of silence.

"Yepp, he sure does." Molly replied. Ron stuck out his arms, telling Arthur that he wanted his father to hold him and Arthur took him immediately.

"How old is Harry?" Arthur asked as he bounced Ron up and down,

"Albus said he's 6 months old." Molly said as he picked Harry up from the couch and rested him on her hip,

"Oh, so he isn't to much younger then Ron." Molly poked the tip of Harry's nose with her forefinger,

"Nope not to much younger." Molly replied, "But Harry is quite a bit smaller then Ron was when he was Harry's age." Molly walked towards the kitchen to start dinner.

"All our boys were big weren't they?" Arthur asked as he followed his wife, "Hey, do you want me to take Harry for you?" Molly then gave Arthur Harry,

"Could you? That would be great." Molly replied.

"Have you told the boys about our new arrival?" Arthur asked as he sat down in a chair.

"I did, they all took it pretty well." Arthur, feeling a bit naughty, put the two boys on the ground and walked up behind Molly and put his arms around her waist,

"Arthur! I'm making dinner, and there's kids in the room!" Molly squealed.

"They're to young to understand what we're doing, love." Giving in to what Arthur just stated, Molly turned around in Arthur's embrace; she put her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

"Are you ready to try for that baby girl you've always wanted?" Arthur asked as he pulled away for air.

"As ready as you are." Molly replied, and she kissed him again. Arthur then started to trail his kisses down to Molly's jaw line, and then to her neck. As Arthur did this, Molly arched her back in pure pleasure.

"Mum! Dad!" Bill said in a bit of disgust, he had walked in on his parents kissing before but never when snogging. By then, Arthur had started to unbutton Molly's blouse so when Bill said something Molly immediately started to rebutton it,

"What's wrong dear?" Molly asked, a bit red in the face.

"Ron and Harry were about to crawl upstairs so I stopped them." Molly looked up at Bill, and noticed that he had both babies in his arms,

"Ok give Harry to your father and I'll take Ron, I have to feed him anyways." Bill did as he was told and then walked back out of the room. Molly went on with the usual routine of feeding her youngest child.