"Sweetheart, why didn't you tell them you wanted it?" The six-month-pregnant Molly asked.
"I don't know, what if I don't get it?" Arthur replied as he took a seat at the kitchen table and rested his head into hands.
"You've wanted this job for how long?" Molly asked as she picked up the two-year-old Bill.
"Ever since I first started working at the Ministry." Arthur replied sheepishly.
"And how many other people want to work in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts?"
"No one." Arthur said as he looked up at his wife with a slight curve on his lips.
"Then why wouldn't you get it, love?"
"I don't know, I guess I was just scared." He replied as he stood up and took Molly into a loving embrace, careful not to squish Bill.
"Then you better tell them tomorrow you'll take the job." Molly warned as she also let a curve appear on her lips.
"Only for you, Billy and little Charlie." Arthur replied as he bent down and kissed his wife of four years, resting his hand on her swollen belly.
"It's Ginevra!" Molly said stubbornly as she returned his kiss.
"Think what you want, love." Arthur replied as he again let a curve appear on his lips.
"I know, I know. There hasn't been a girl born to a Weasley in over a hundred years." Molly replied with a roll of her eyes, "But I can keep my hopes up, right?"
"Of course, my Mollywobbles." Arthur replied as he pecked his wife one more time before letting her get back to cooking dinner.
"Ok, good." Molly stated quietly as she set down little Bill and cooked the biggest dinner she's made since she found out she was pregnant for a second time.
This would be for the challenge 'The Paramore challenge.' Don't hate on me because this fanfic isn't the best, I wrote this in a matter of 20 minutes. I actually think it came out quite good(: