Chapter 4

The Newest Member

Teddy was woken by noise from downstairs. He woke Victorie who was snoring on the top bunk.

'Go away!' she murmured and pushed him aside.

'C'mon, Victorie.' he said and shook her. She just moaned and rolled away from him. 'C'mon, wake up… Vicky.'

She sat up straight. 'Don't you dare call me that!' she warned.

'Just get up! I hear noises from downstairs.'

'Aww,' Victorie teased, 'is little Teddy scared of the Bogie Man? Want me to call your Gram-gram?'

'Just get up.' They walked downstairs and were greeted by a rather frantic Neville.

'What's go-'Teddy began as he saw all the adults running around.

'It's Luna!' Neville squealed, 'She's having the baby! Get dressed; we need to get to St. Mungo's as quickly as possible, her water just broke! Go, go, go!' he literally pushed them back to their room. A few minutes later everyone gathered in front of the fire place.

'Okay,' stuttered a nervous Neville, 'Luna and I first, everyone else follow.'

'The contractions are a minute apart.' Luna told everyone. She seemed rather calm; Neville on the other hand looked on the verge of a mental breakdown. The two stepped into the fireplace and both grabbed a handful of floo powder.

'St. Mungo's!' they yelled before disappearing in a cloud of green smoke.

'Me next!' said Victorie. She stepped into the fireplace and too disappeared. Teddy was next. He turned round and round until the Weasley's quaint living room became the busy, white waiting room of St. Mungo's hospital. He sat down next to Victorie in a plush sofa that was in the corner of the room. One by one, the rest of the Weasleys- with the exception of George and Delilah who had volunteered to stay back and watch the younger kids- came through the waiting room fireplace.

'Can we join Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom in the delivery room?' Molly asked the receptionist.

'Are you related to uh…' she glanced at a piece of parchment that she had on her desk, 'Neville and Luna Longbottom?'

'Ah, no.' Molly replied.

'Then I can't let you in.'

Molly sighed and joined the rest of the group. 'They won't let us in.' she muttered and sat down next to Arthur.

Victorie turned to Teddy. 'I bet you one galleon it's a girl.'

'Bet you two it has hair.' he responded.

'Bet you three it'll come tomorrow.'

'No way! There's only like an hour left in today.'

'I'll give you really good odds.'

'Fine. Shake on it.' The two shook hands and both waited eagerly for news, but as hours began to pass the novelty wore off.

'It's two in the morning,' Victorie moaned sleepily, 'what is taking so long?'

At that moment a beaming Neville rushed in. He looked extremely tired but ecstatic all the same.

'It's a boy!' he cried.

'Congratulations!' Hermione cried.

'Get out before it's too late.' Ron joked.

'What are you going to name him?' Harry asked.

'Does he have hair?' Teddy and Victorie questioned.

'He doesn't have a name yet,' Neville answered, 'we can't seem to agree on anything. And, yes, he has hair; brown like mine. You can see him once he's washed.' he ran back to the delivery room.

'You owe me three galleons.' Victorie demanded.

'So do you.' said Teddy.

'I guess we cancel each other out.'

'I guess so…' Teddy agreed, 'bet you one galleon they give him a name that starts with a letter between A and K.'

'You're on.'