Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic, so I would appreciate the reviews! I know it is short, but it is just a one-shot. I hope you enjoy, and Happy Thanksgiving!
I don't own Harry Potter.
It was a sunny June afternoon, and Fred and Angelina Weasley were taking the opportunity to lounge in their backyard. They sat together under the shade of the large oak tree and watched their three-year-old daughter chase around an enchanted quaffle.
"Maddie is getting so big!" Angelina said as she listened to her daughter's laughter.
"I know love," Fred responded. "I miss having a baby in the house."
"How many kids are you planning on us having, Fred?" Angelina asked her husband.
"Well," began Fred, "I think Maddie is going to be a chaser, just like her mum, so we still need two chasers, two beaters, a keeper and a seeker."
Angelina almost spit out the lemonade she was sipping.
"Seven children!" she exclaimed.
"Come on Angie," Fred said. "I didn't build this Quidditch pitch in the yard for nothing. We need a Quidditch team!"
"Don't tell me we are trying to compete with George and Alicia!" Angelina rolled her eyes.
"No, dear. Just picture it: A Sunday afternoon in the summer. We invite all of my family over for a big dinner. Then we all watch as the kids engage in a big game of Quidditch, our seven children versus my siblings' kids. The Weasley seven wins once again!" Fred daydreamed.
Angelina smiled. "That does sound like fun. But do you realize that I'm the one who will be going through seven pregnancies?"
"My mum did it," Fred told her.
"Actually your mum only went through six. To this day, I'm not sure how she managed to raise all seven of you. I give her a lot of credit." Angelina said.
Fred took Angelina's hand in his. "We'll have as many kids as you want dear. If you don't want seven, then I'm fine with that."
"Thank you Fred," Angelina replied. "I appreciate the fact that you are considering my feelings."
Fred kissed his wife's forehead. "Want to leave Maddie with George tonight so that maybe we can work on number two?"
Angelina placed Fred's hand on her stomach.
"No need," she smiled. "We already have our number two coming. And I think it's going to be a beater."
There you go! Please review!