It was a cold, stormy night when a woman with bushy brown hair and ice-blue eyes ran through the fierce rain in a pea-green coat.
But she was not alone.
A man with chocolate-brown eyes and inky black hair accompanied her, carrying a tiny pink bundle in his arms.
But first, let's go to where our story truly begins.
"I can't stay long, I've to go home and rest, you know, I'm pregnant," began the woman with the bushy brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. She was speaking to a woman with bright red curls and warm brown eyes.
"Oh, all right, then, at least have some water," said the young and vibrant Molly Weasley. They were both standing by a shiny white counter. before the Burrow (and their children), Molly Weasley had lived with her husband Arthur Weasley in a small but cozy home, with warm-colored walls and stylish furniture.
The woman with the bushy brown hair was Delilah Granger. She was married to David Granger, an Auror who had inky black hair and chocolate-brown eyes. Both were 23 when they married and now 25. Delilah was currently pregnant with a baby girl.
"Thanks, Molly, but got to go, David gets so worried these days, thinks I'll drop dead one minute, the next, I'll suddenly have the the urge to suck some blood." Molly laughed, waving bye as she disappeared in the emerald-green flames.
Delilah had one more month 'til the baby was due, and she and her husband were so excited for her.
You could see what they were arguing about once they were both home.
"Poppy, it's perfect.'
"No, Thalia's better."
They were arguing about their baby's name.
Suddenly, Delilah had an idea.
"How about Hermione?"
David scrunched up his eyebrows.
"That's perfect! You've got to get some sleep now, it's late," he said.
Sorry it's so short, this is my first FanFic, but thx for rding!