Molly leaned back against the apple tree, watching her happy family and smiled. 15-year-old Bill and 13-year-old Charlie had her 7-year-old twin boys on the front of their brooms flying just above the ground, a muggle soft ball was flying back and forth as the twins hit it with a pair of old fence pickets that Arthur had whittled handles on to the ends of small enough for the younger boy's hands.

Arthur had 5-year-old Ronnie down by the pond, two red heads bent together as Ron showed his dad some treasure he had found.

Almost 9-year-old Percy was laying on the picnic blanket near her with his head propped up on a root, one hand holding a book. As he read he absent-mindedly stroked the curly red head of the almost 4-year-old Ginny who had crawled over to her brother and fallen asleep, cuddled against his side.

It was good of the older boys to try to wear the twins out, she knew Charlie would rather be chasing one of the small hard green apples that Bill was always willing to throw for him. Charlie had made the Gryffindor quidditch team his second year and was shaping up to be a first class seeker.

Arthur had gotten a raise at the beginning of the year and with the jams and jellys she would make from their apple crop they would have almost enough money to get Charley a new broom for Christmas. Bill had spent most of his summer working at Aunt Muriel's, doing yard work and repairs around her aging bungalow. He had proudly brought her last night the old mustard tin he hid his savings in, to keep it from his younger brothers, handed it to her and said "Mum I counted there is enough there to get my books. I've hidden the rest in my trunk for Hogsmeade weekends. Please use what you and dad would have spent on me for Charlie. He needs decent seeker gloves Mum."

Bill would wrap up his work for Muriel next week and have a bit of time off before it would be time to put the two oldest on the Hogwarts express.

Ron would go off to the little school in town this year under Percy's watchful eye. She taught the twins at home, there was no way they could have kept their magic a secret, not those two hellions!

Ginny was already beginning to read simple words, always trying harder, running harder, playing harder, wanting to catch up with her brothers.

She smiled and closed her eyes, life with 7 children was hectic and sometimes stressful but she would not change it for all the gold in Gringotts.