"Mumma?" George said as he walked into the kitchen; Molly had been sitting at the table for about a half hour thinking about that days events.

"What is it, dear?" Molly replied distantly.

"Are you ok?" George asked as he pulled himself up into her lap; George had always been the more sensitive one of the twins. George cuddled up close to Molly's ample bosom and when he finally got comfortable Molly rested her chin on the top of his head.

"I'm fine, sweetie." Molly replied as she kissed George's head softly, putting her arms around him and taking him into a loving embrace. George looked up at his mum a few minutes later and noticed tears welling up at the brim of her eyes.

"Why are you crying mumma?" He asked and Molly immediately wiped the tears that had slowly spilled over and forced a smile on her face for George's sake.

"I just love you to much is all." Molly lied to her 4-year-old boy. Having found out that she was pregnant with her 7th child, Molly didn't want to confuse or worry George any more than he already was. George smiled and rested his head on Molly's chest and cuddled closer to her.

"I love you mumma." He said at last to his mum.

"I love you two sweetie." Molly replied.

As George, Fred and Ron took their mid-afternoon nap, Molly decided to start preparing for how she was going to break the news of being pregnant to Arthur while she started dinner. They had both agreed to stopping at baby number 6, even if Molly hadn't gotten her baby girl. Molly had gotten so lost in her thoughts, that she didn't even notice the burning food. But before she could do anything about it or even take notice to it, Arthur apparated into the kitchen.

"Mollywobbles, the food is burning." Arthur said as he got a really strong smell of burnt food. Not hearing Arthur come in, Molly jumped. Having been so lost in thought, she hadn't heard the soft popping sound. "Molly, is everything alright? You seem a little jumpy." He added as Molly stiffened up when he put his arms around her waist. Molly turned around and started to sob into Arthur's chest and he instinctively pulled her closer to him.

"Tell me what's wrong, Mollywobbles." Arthur said after he kissed the top of his wife's head lovingly.

"I'm pregnant Arthur." Molly stammered as she looked up at Arthur with tear-infested eyes.

"April fools?" Arthur questioned her, not quite believing her.

"I'm not joking Arthur! I'm actually pregnant." Molly whined as she, again, started to cry. He still didn't believe her, Molly had pulled the prank of "being pregnant" on him many times before, but then he thought to himself Why would she cry if she wasn't pregnant? And that's when he started to believe her; he slowly bent down so he was level with her tummy and said,

"Hi baby, this is your daddy. I can't wait to meet you, and I love you. Your mummy wants you to be a baby girl so can you please be a girl for her?" After talking to his wife's belly, Arthur stood up and took Molly into a loving embrace and kissed her. All while this was happening, Molly couldn't help but to smile; one of the things she loved the most about her husband was that he was always caring and loving.

"So I take it you're not mad about me being pregnant?" Molly asked as she pulled away from the passionate kiss she had just shared with Arthur.

"Why would I be mad, Mollywobbles? I actually wanted to have another kid but because we agreed on stopping at 6, I didn't want to say anything." Molly couldn't help but to smile up at him. "How far are you, love?" He added as he beamed down at his wife.

"The healer said about a month." Arthur grinned one of those smiles only fathers would smile.

"Eight months and were going to have another little one running around." Arthur said excitedly as he kissed Molly once again.

"I love how excited you get." Molly said as she let out a chuckle.

"I love you." He replied back, emphasizing you when he spoke.