Sassy: Aloha!

Angry Kitty: So we were talking the other day …

Tom: And Sassy asked, "What would happen if Mrs. Weasley had another kid, but this one didn't have red hair?"

Flipper: And this is what came out of it.

Disclaimer: Please. We don't live in England, and we're not rich. Can you put two and two together and NOT get sixteen?

The Milkman

In the Weasely household, chaos is considered normal. It's cheerfully cluttered and filled with children and magic.

During one warm June afternoon, the Weasely's were making that chaos in the waiting room of Saint Mungo's, with Harry and Hermione thrown willingly into the mix. Through some whim of Mr. and Mrs. Weasely, they were having yet ANOTHER child.

Bill and Charley were in charge; making sure nothing got damaged, be it person, object, or animal. Ginny was chatting with them about their respective lives. Hermione and Harry were comforting a very green Ron, who had seen Mrs. Weasely's water break. Not a pretty sight.

The twins were entertaining the other families who had to sit in the waiting room in the maternal ward while their mother's/sister's/daughter's/wife's/girlfriend's had children.

Finally, after several hours, a doctor came in to announce that Mrs. Weasely had had a beautiful baby girl!

Ginny was ecstatic.

The twins were disappointed.

Nonetheless, all eight of them trooped to her room to see the new baby. Mr. Weasely's, angry, controlled voice made all of them, even the doctor, pause. Through the door, which was slightly cracked open, they could see Mr. Weasely's strained face, Mrs. Weasely's tired one, and the baby's relaxed face as she slept.

The baby had matted, black hair. Not red like the other Weasely's.

Mr. Weasely's voice brought them back to the situation at hand as he hissed, "Molly."

"What?" She replied, weary. Childbirth is hard, even with magic!

"Was it the milkman?"

"… What?" Now she just sounded confused and incredulous.

Mr. Weasely gestured to the infant. "The baby! Was it the milkman?"

There was a silence while they watched Mrs. Weasely's face go very still, before darkening dangerously. The Weasely kids all flinched in reflex, and the twins actually took a step back.

In an ominous voice, Mrs. Weasley growled, "I don't like what you're insinuating, Arthur. And the milkman's blonde."

Mr. Weasley cringed and practically fell over himself to apologize.

The doctor chose that moment to clear his throat and push the door open. They all swarmed over Mrs' Weasley, asking how she felt and cooing over the baby.

"And what unusual hair!" Hermione exclaimed, patting the baby's head. Everyone froze at her remark; the younger Weasley's looking at her in horror. She continued, tactfully, "It's probably from a grandfather of some sort, since genetics are known to skip several generations."

Mr. Weasley looked mortified.

END

Sassy: Ew. Smartness!

Flipper: IT BUUUURNS!

Angry Kitty: Tee hee. The milkman was blonde. Get it?

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