Disclaimer: Still not mine. Just having some fun with the characters.
1970 - Bill
William Arthur Weasley was a terror, but the crowd of family presently gathered around him was blissfully unaware of this fact. With his cap of coppery ginger hair and bright blue eyes, he was already every inch a Weasley even though he wasn't a full month old yet.
Her brothers teased her about having a child so soon after moving out of their newlywed flat and into a house, but it was her mother who read the exhaustion in Molly's eyes.
"Go lie down, dear."
"But-" Molly protested. There was so much she meant to add, how it was Christmas, how the whole family had assembled, how it simply felt wrongto abandon her child, even with a well-meaning family member.
"Consider it my Christmas present to you: a nap without worry." Her mother's gentle words cut off the protests before Molly could get started. "Besides, I had your brothers to deal with before you came along, remember? We'll be just fine."
Put that way, Molly could find nothing more to argue with, and later thanked her mother for the much-needed rest.