"It's beautiful." Molly exclaims, looking at the small house. "But will it be big enough, we always swore we would have a big family."
"We can add on, make a room off to the side, and work our way up. It'll be big enough." Arthur replys, putting his hand against his wife's lower back.
"And what do you think, my little Bill?" She asks looking at the bundle of joy in her hands. The baby smiles, cooing.
Hours later, as she sits at the kitchen table, Bill asleep in the bassinette beside her, Arthur walks in to her crying.
"What's wrong, I thought you loved the house?" He sits down beside her, comforting her.
"I do, but it's so quiet and big." She cries "I didn't realize it when we first saw it, but it's huge!"
"Yes," he answers, remembering how he, as a young Weasley never had this much space to himself growing up. "But we will fill it with love, until the walls feel like they are caving in."
