As you probably guessed the title was inspired by the song 'She's always a woman' and I'm planning on naming the chapters after lines from the song, if they fit, but the song really isn't that important to the plot :) Read and review please!

She's Always Woman to Me

22nd October 2005 – Roxanne's birth

George smiled at his wife as she squeezed his hand happily. One of the Healers came and placed the little white bundle into George's arms, and he lowered it down so that Angelina could peek into the blankets too. Inside was a little girl with velvety caramel coloured skin. She wasn't as dark as her brother, and she wasn't making as much noise as he had, but both proud parents knew how deceiving Weasley women could be. The baby had a full head of hair, which was almost black, but had a reddish tinge to it, and she had warm golden eyes. She let out a little noise as she was placed in her mother's arms, where she had her face stroked and her forehead kissed. Her mouth opened slightly making her look a lot like her mother.

"We still calling her Emily?" asked George ,doubt hinted in his tone.

"Don't think so, she doesn't really look like an Emily does she? Too cheeky," replied Angelina, "She needs something that sounds fun, but is still girly. Something that not many girls are called, but isn't too weird."

"How about Roxanne?" George suggested, "I don't know any girls called that, and it isn't too bizarre."

They both looked at their new daughter and smiled. She gazed back, blinking innocently. Roxanne seemed perfect.

3rd December 2005 – Roxanne's first smile and laugh

They were at the Burrow with the rest of the extended Weasley family. This was the first time they had been all together for a long time; nobody was working, no one was ill, Charlie was back from Romania and everyone had found time to come to the weekly gathering.

The older children, Teddy Lupin, Victiore and Molly (who was too young to be playing with the older two, but was determined to anyway) were running riot around the house, James and Freddie were sat in the corner of the room with a plate, a bottle filled with a mysterious substance and some Spellotape, the men were all debating the latest Quidditch World Cup semi-final scores and the women were all fussing over the littler children.

Roxanne, who was now exactly six weeks old was sat on her father's lap in the crook of his arm, perfectly positioned and seemed to be listening intently to the men's argument. While she was away from the fussing of the irritating women, Roxy was quite happy, but once she was subjected to excessive cooing and hair ruffles she kicked up a fuss. It was at that point when Roxy's Aunt Hermione came to say hello.

That was fine, Roxy didn't mind that, she babbled away to her Auntie, but then Hermione began stroking her hair. Roxy began to cry, and while George tried to explain to Hermione that Roxy often cried when she was fussed too much and the Burrow turned into a madhouse over little Roxy's massive fuss over nothing. The men stopped talking and tried to get their wives to leave the poor kid alone, and the wives shouted back. George sat amongst it all holding his daughter away from the women who had turned into vultures after being told they couldn't hold the little girl, and all the while Roxy screamed harder over all the noise.Even through his frustration, George admired her ability to make herself heard.

It was that moment when there was a colossal explosion from the corner of the room and the whole group looked around to see Freddie and James holding a smashed plate and surrounded by shards of shattered glass. Both Harry and Angelina looked as though they were about to start yelling at them, when there was a funny high pitched little squeak from the armchair where George was sitting.

Roxy had been smiling all the way through the commotion caused by her brother, and upon seeing her Uncle Charlie's sarcastic expression which he was now pulling at Roxy, she had begun to giggle. George looked down at his baby girl, and Angelina beamed at the scene that was unfolding.

James had snuck away from the scene, while Freddie went to sit with his father and his sister, talking to her and explaining why everyone was so happy. George watched his kids and realised how perfect they were. Both were cheeky, funny and were so much more than he ever thought he would have, and this adorable little girl sitting in his arms was turning into a little trouble maker, just like her Daddy and her uncle. George couldn't have been prouder.