Hi, I have been looking for Roxanne Weasley fanfic, but there aren't many that focus on her in much depth. So I have decided that I would have a go and writing one. Hope it does her justice. This is my first go at writing one so would love to hear what you think. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these Harry potter characters.
Important points: Roxanne is two years younger than Fred (I'm not sure if this is accurate, this is just how I see her)
Angelina sat in their small cosy sitting room, watching her two year old son laugh as his father tickled him. It made her smile as she watched her family feeling her second child move inside her. She and George had decided to wait to find out if their next addition was going to be a boy or girl, they wanted it to be a surprise. She placed her hand on her now large stomach feel baby kick, looking back down at the baby naming book she was studying trying to find the perfect name. They had decided that if he was a boy they would call him Mason, but they weren't sure on a girl's name. She had searched for days for the perfect one, only just starting on names beginning with R. Considering each one she came to Roxanne. "Roxanne" saying it aloud. "Roxanne Weasley" She felt baby kick harder this time as she said the name "Do you like that name do you" talking to her tummy. "George, how about Roxanne" She asked her husband.
George looked over to his incredibly beautiful wife. "Roxanne" he repeated He smiled at her "I like that, Roxanne Weasley" Feeling his son start to climb up onto his lap, picking him up and sitting down to his wife. "How about Roxanne, Freddie" He asked his son. "Rox" Fred tried saying, putting his hands to his mother's enlarged tummy. "I think he likes it too" George said smiling.
"Perfect" Angelina closed the book placing it on the table, snuggling on the couch with her son and husband. She was excited to meet the new addition, but she had to wait a few more months till she could hold him or her in her arms.
Two months later….
Angelina sat with her extended family, the Weasleys at her mother in laws house. She loved the house they called the burrow, it was cosy and it always felt fill of love. They were all crowded around the large table all chatting and laughing and eating the amazing food that Molly had prepared. She was just watching all the people that she now called her family and all loved dearly making her smile. In one second she felt extremely happy then the next she felt this excruciating pain wash over her stomach. She dropped her knife and fork on her plate with a clatter, grabbing her stomach with her now free hands. She felt eyes on her as she scrunched up her face with the pain.
George was laughing with his brother Ron when he heard a clang next to him, turning to his wife saw her clutching her large stomach with a distressed look on her face. "Ang" He said with worry in his voice. All she said was "I think it's time" as he noticed that her waters had broken. A range of emotions passed though him, happiness, worry, excitement. He just sat there he had blanked and forgotten what he needed to do until he heard his mother "George take her to St Mungo's, we'll take care of Fred." With that his brain kicked into action. Pushing back his seat, standing up and helping his wife stand up, holding her arm and disaperating.
As she lay on the bed in the maternity suit, George at her side holding her hand, everything from Fred's birth came back to her. The healer came in to check on her for the 10th time, why was it taking so long she though; she just wanted it to be over so she could see her beautiful baby. "Your 10 centimetres Angelina, It's time to push now, when you feel the contraction push, OK?" The healer told Angelina. "OK" She said with a scared look on her face preparing herself, She was already exhausted she didn't know how she was going to push. She felt the pain wash over her and she knew that this was the time to push. "Push" the healer told her, with that she pushed with all the energy she had. She had pushed dozens of times before she heard crying. A feeling of relief washed over her as the healer passed her her new baby. "It's a girl" she told Angelina. She looked down at her beautiful baby girl. "Hello Roxanne" she said to the little girl. Looking up at her husband with a smile "Our little Roxanne, isn't she perfect"
George held his wife's hand as she watched her in pain, he hated seeing her in pain when he couldn't do anything, he remembered feeling the same way two years ago when Fred was born.
He forgot all that when he heard his baby cry. Looking down at her in her mother's arms, he was so proud; she was so beautiful, just like her mother. With her big brown eyes that looked up at both of them holding their gaze, her dark skin a few shades lighter than Angelina's, and the few strands of raven black hair on the top of her head. He couldn't keep the goofy smile off his face. "My beautiful Roxanne" he whispered.
There you go, Roxanne has entered the world. I will be writing the next part soon, so I hope you will stay tuned. Hope you enjoyed it.