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"Hey Dottie, Oliver" Ginny greeted the two lovebirds at the door holding hands.
"Hey Ginny" Dottie smiled at the red head.
"Hi Ginny" Oliver said.
"Hey you two!" Ron smiled at their presence.
Finally, someone to talk quidditch with.
"Ron, you don't look too good" commented Dottie.
"I've been feeling a bit under the weather, but mum won't give me anything. It's rubbish I tell you! She won't even tell me if I have a fever!" Ron exclaimed as Oliver went to greet Mrs, and Mr, Weasley.
"Sorry, Ron. If I had a thermometer I'd give it to you" Dottie comforted.
"Then what's that?" he eyed the stick looking very close to a thermometer.
"Oh, that's nothing" she tried to brush him off.
"Okay" Ron gave up. Typical Ron, but he had a plan in mind.
"Dottie!" Harry gave the small girl a hug.
Dottie threw her purse onto the couch.
Unaware someone was watching her.
"I missed you!" Dottie embraced the green eyed boy.
"How have you been doing? Has Oliver been treating you well?" Dottie was the little sister Harry never had.
"I've been fine, Harry. I'm 18" she tried to reason, but Harry couldn't help but worry.
"Dinner time!" Mrs. Weasley over excitedly exclaimed.
Dottie sat next to Oliver and Harry.
"Where's Ron? Ron!" Mrs. Weasley searched from her spot.
"Mum, I don't feel good and this stupid thermometer isn't working" Ron came into the room holding his stomach.
"What thermometer?" Mrs. Weasley furrowed her eyebrows while Dottie raised hers.
"The one from Dottie's bag, but it's useless. I even asked it if I was sick and all it did was stay positive!" he rolled his eyes while mumbling, 'stupid thing.'
Dottie stood up revealing her shirt through her black jacket saying, 'Ever been slapped by a pregnant girl? Touch my baby and you will live the experience.'
"We've got a bat in the cave" Dottie held onto Oliver's hand while saying this.
"What?" Mr. Weasley gaped.
"I got a letter from the Stork today, he said my special package shall arrive around August of next year" Dottie replied once again using another metaphor.
"And that" Dottie read his mind.
"Yep that stick is positive because I'm positive that I'm pregnant" she laughed.
"Oh my gosh Dottie!" Ginny stood up.
Fred stared down at his food.
"Ew! I put your peed on stick in my mouth?" Ron ran over to the bathroom.
"Congratulations Dottie" Mrs. Weasley forced a smile.
She was not at all happy with the news of a pregnant 18 year old.
