Victorie Aimée Weasley
Bill looked at the angel baby in Fleur's arms. Everything being said on the radio was a murmur in the background. Bill tuned in and out of the broadcast from Hogwarts, the war ceremony.
"And as for a new life and an old we are proud to say that a little baby has been born to the Weasley family today, a sure fire victory over death," Kingsley shouts that last few words and there was roar from the crowd.
"She's our little victory against death," Bill whispered into Fleur's ear.
"Victorie," she cooed at the baby and Bill was taken aback but pleased at his daughter's new name. she looked like a Victorie.
"Vicotire Aimée Weasley," Fleur whispered, she stroked the baby's hair, so blond it was almost silver. Her eyes flickered open for a mere second before closing again.
"The color of the sea," Bill said, aw stricken. She had Fleur's eyes, hair, and nose.
"So perfect," Bill whispered.
"MY leetle Victorie," Fleur said, kissing the girl's cheek.
Dominique Alexandria Gabrielle Weasley
Dear Mum,
Dominique was born only five minutes ago and I am owling you with the good news. It was so hard getting here in the storm! Vicotire is with Andromeda and Teddy right now. Come by flow powder if you can, the streets are too icy and such to drive or walk on. Dom sure picked a day to be born! Her full name is Dominique Alexandria Gabrielle Weasley by Fleur's request. Don't you just that name? She has our hair, fair skin, the lightest freckles already, and fair skin. She has our eyes, too. Yours mostly. The prettiest shade of golden brown. Her cry is even pretty. Dom is going to meet her sister soon. Come by whenever you'd like. I'm going to pick up Victorie.
Love your son,
William Arthur Weasley
Louis Gerard Weasley
"Dad!" Dominique looked through the Saint Mungos glass at her new baby brother, Victorie beside her, they had grown so much. Victorie a beautiful ten year old, and Dominique a cute seven year old. The resemblance was clear, same nose, same eye shape but after that they looked nothing alike. Victorie with Fleur's eyes and hair, and Dominique Molly's wavy to frizzy hair was a blue streak through the front (her first act of magic when she was four), and a load of freckles from being out in the sun. They even dressed different. Victorie in fitted shirts or blouses, (usually light pinks or blues), and Dominique in new and old Quidditch jerseys. Dominique was shorter then Victorie was at her age.
"He has your hair, Victorie!" Dominique exclaimed. "And your ears!"
"He also has your skin and nose," Victorie smiled a dazzlingly smile, every tooth a lined, while Dominique's returning smile showed three missing teeth.
"Do you want to see Maman?" Bill asked, placing hands on the girls shoulders.
"Yeah!" Dominique said and as they walked down the hall she jabbered a way.