Everything changed as the months flew by, especially for Dominique. Going on leave from Quidditch was one of the hardest things she ever had to do. It took her so much time and effort scoring that spot on Puddlemere United. Loosing it would kill her. Luckily, they guaranteed that it would be open for her upon her return, and since she was already 4 months along, she only had another 5 months of pregnancy to get through. They offered her 3 months home with the baby for maternity leave, but she turned it down. She said she'd be back and playing as soon as they'd let her, which was 6 weeks after giving birth, to ensure she was fully recovered.

Victoire had kindly offered to look after the baby while Dom was at work, since she'd be home with Stella anyway. Plus, Stella would be thrilled to spend more time with her cousin.

To make things easier, they gave Dom her room back at shell cottage, and turned it into a nursery for the baby. She would just live with them for a while, since she'd be at work most of the time anyway.

They decorated the nursery/Dom's room with a Puddlemere United theme. The walls were blue, and there was Puddlemere souvenirs all over, just like how Stella chose to decorate her new room.

Teddy and Vic took over Bill and Fleur's old room, gave Dom hers, gave Stella Vic's old room, and still had four rooms to spare.

By now it was August, making Dominique 9 months along, and ready to pop. They still didn't know the sex of the baby, Dom wanted to be surprised.

Luckily, hormones hadn't been an issue at all throughout her pregnancy. Dom was completely calm, all the time. What she wasn't…. was cautious.

"DOMINIQUE WEASLEY YOU GET DOWN HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT BEFORE YOU GET YOURSELF KILLED!" Victoire screamed at the top of her lungs.

Dom scoffed, walking to the edge of the branch from the tree top, rolling her eyes. She hopped off the branch, catching it with her hand, and swinging herself down the 15 foot drop, landing on the balls of her feet. "Chill out, mother."

"No, you need to UN-CHILL OUT, Dom! I wouldn't have to act like mom if you didn't act like a stupid reckless teenager!" Victoire hollered.

"I'm not stupid; I know what I'm doing." Dominique snapped. "I used to climb up there all the time when I lived here."

"Oh, were you pregnant then too?" Vic retorted.

Dom's eyes sank to the ground, not knowing what to say.

Victoire sighed. "Look, I'm sorry Dom. I don't mean to fight with you, but you need to understand that it's not just your life anymore. You're responsible for 2 people now, and that baby is depending on you to keep it safe."

"I know." Dom nodded, muttering, "Sorry."

"Let's go inside." Victoire smiled. "Dinner's ready."

Dominique grinned, rubbing her huge stomach as she rushed into the kitchen. "Thank Merlin, I'm starving like Marvin!"

"Who's Marvin?" Stella asked.

"Nobody, honey." Victoire smiled at her daughter, as she fixed her plate.

"Then why did Aunt Dom say it?" Stella pushed.

"It's just an expression, sweetheart." Teddy piped up as he joined them at the dinner table.

"What's an expression?" asked the three year old. As you can tell, she's going through the question phase.

"It something that you say that doesn't mean what it sounds like." Victoire said.

"That was a really good answer." Said Dom, wondering what she would have said.

"You get used to them." Vic beamed.

"Or make something up." Teddy shrugged, earning a glare from his wife. "I- I mean, or you ask Vic if you don't know!"

"Much better." Vic chuckled.

"Aunt Dom?"

"Yes, Short stuff?"

"Do you have any names picked out for the baby?" Stella asked.

"I haven't really given it much thought." Dom shrugged.

"How could you not think about it, Dom? You have to have some names in mind!" said Vic.

"Alright, I do. For a boy, I like Dominic." She told them.

"That's a nice name." Grinned Teddy.

"After yourself?" Victoire asked.

Dominique nodded. "Who else?"

"It's just a little self centered I think." Vic told her.

Dom shrugged. "I like it."

"Me too!" Stella grinned.

"Well how bout for a girl?" asked Teddy.

"Dominique!"

"What?" Victoire gasped, choking on her water.

"What? It's a cool name."

"It's your name!"

"No, really?" Dom laughed sarcastically.

"You can't just name your daughter after yourself!"

"It's my kid. I can do whatever I want."

"It's not normal!"

"Who likes normal? It's boring anyways."

"I think she's right, Vic." Teddy piped up. "I mean guys name their sons after them all the time. Why can't a chick do it?"

"Thank you!" Dominique exclaimed.

"Because-"

"Honey, I'm home!" Louis called as he popped into the kitchen.

"Ugh, why oh why did we give him our new address?" Dominique moaned.

"I used to live here." Louis smirked, pulling out the chair next to Dom and grabbing a plate.

"Hi, Uncle Louie!" Stella waved.

"Hi Stelly Relly!" he waved back, flashing her his charming smile.

"Used to being the key words of that sentence, so what brings you here tonight?" Dom asked.

"What, I can't pop in to visit my lovely sister's every once in a blue moon?"

"You could." Victoire nodded. "But that doesn't mean that you do."

Louis sighed, giving up. "My date for tonight cancelled on me. She said her sister needed a last minute baby sitter, and she had to reschedule. So, there went my dinner for the night. And I decided to drop by because I'm hungry, didn't want to eat alone at a big fancy restaurant, and can't cook for my life."

"That's more like it." Vic laughed. "Well you're welcomed here anytime."

"No time is better though." Dom added, earning a glare from her brother. He stuck his tongue out at her, and she returned the gesture.

"So aunt Dom, what do you think the baby's gonna be?" Stella asked, changing the subject.

"I don't know." Dom shrugged. "What do you think?"

"I think he's a boy." Stella smiled.

"I thought you wanted a girl to play with?" Teddy asked.

"I do." Stella smiled. "I just feel like he's gonna be a boy. I don't mind playing with boys, daddy. Me and Sean play really good!"

"You certainly do, sweetheart." Teddy smiled.

"Well I think you're having a girl!" Victoire grinned. "You've been devouring strawberries for the past few months."

"So?" asked Dom.

Victoire shrugged. "That was my favorite when I was pregnant with Stella."

"Ew, gross!" Stella shuddered. "I hate strawberries."

"So you really think I'm having a girl just because I like strawberries?" Dom laughed.

Vic nodded. "Pretty much. Maybe…it's just a theory."

"Or maybe he's just gay." Louis laughed, getting hit in the side of the head with a strawberry thrown by Dom.

"Oh, just like his uncle?" Dominique smirked, laughing at her brother's mouth as it dropped.

"I am not gay!" Louis exclaimed, his voice taking on a high pitched squeak, setting everyone else at the table into a fit of laughter.

"You keep telling yourself that, Pixie." Dom chuckled.

"I'm not!" Louis squeaked, setting everyone off again.

In fact, Dom laughed so hard that she had an accident.

"Oh my- oh my Godric, Louis! You m-made me piss myself!" Dom yelled in between laughing.

"No no no that's not pee! I have learned my lesson the last time this happened!" Teddy shouted out of no where. Everyone looked at him as if he were crazy, except for Vic, who leaned over and kissed him on his cheek.

"That's right babe." She smiled.

"What is?" asked Stella.

"What's going on?" Louis added.

"Well, Dom's going into-"

A blood curdling scream erupted through the kitchen. Oh boy.

"Labor." Vic whispered quietly as Dom's contraction passed. It's go time.

Sixteen hours. That's how long Domique had been in labor. And it was still dragging out. Fleur and Victoire were in the room with her, supporting her through it. Teddy hung around till 2 a.m., and then he had to go home, to get some sleep before work in the morning. He tried to get Stella to go home with him, but the half asleep 3 year old was persistent, and made it clear that she was staying.

Hours ago, the waiting room consisted of Grandma Molly, Bill, Louis, Audrey (Who worked there anyway), George, Angelina, Hermione, Ron, Harry, Ginny, James, Albus, Lily, Fred and his girlfriend, Ashley Wood, Roxie, Rose, and Hugo. But it had cleared out significantly, only leaving Grandma Molly, Bill, and James. James had only stayed so long due to Stella's begging. Well, it was more like her saying, 'Are you going to stay here with me Uncle James?', but it had the same effect on him as if she had begged.

Everybody was tired, and Stella was half asleep in James' lap. Victoire burst out of the delivery room, making everyone jolt wide awake.

"She's almost there, any minute now!" Vic grinned, before rushing back in.

"Hey Stelly, wanna walk me to get some butterbeer?" James asked, grinning as she jolted up.

"Okay!" She exclaimed, grabbing his hand and pulling him down the hall to the café.

They rushed back two minutes later. "Did we miss it?" Stella cried frantically.

"Nope." Bill laughed. "But by the sound of that cry, you're just in time."

"That's my cousin?" Stella asked, beaming brightly.

"It sure is, darling." Grandma Molly grinned.

Once again, Victoire came running out, eyes filled with tears of joy. "It's a boy!"

"Yay!" Stella clapped excitedly.

After the baby was all cleaned up and settled, they were allowed in to visit.

Victoire beamed at the adorable baby boy, reaching out to hold him.

"Uh uh uh." Dom shook her head, grinning. "I think he'd like Stella to hold him first. That is his favorite cousin, after all."

"Me?" Stella exclaimed, giddy with excitement. "Really?"

"Go ahead, Kiddo." Bill chuckled, pushing Stella to go see him.

She climbed up onto the hospital bed with Dom, smiling down at the little boy. He was the cutest thing she had ever seen. He had pink skin with an olive tint, a head full of shiny black hair, and brown eyes, just like Dominique's.

"He's so cute!" Stella giggled, feeling her heart flutter as Dominique laid him in her arms. She was careful to be extra gentle with him; he was the most precious thing in the world, after all. "Hi, Dominic. I'm your cousin, Stella. I love you so much, did you know that?" she asked, planting a soft kiss on the top of his head. "I'm gonna teach you all the cool things I know. Like how to play quidditch, and get people to do whatever you want, and fly a broom, and get Uncle James to let you play with his wand, and catch a snitch, and get Uncle Fred to hide exploding berries in Aunt Roxie's pie, and how to hit a bludger, and sneak cookies out without mom knowing and-"

"I think it's being in your best interest to stop talking now, short stuff." Dom whispered, eyeing the horrified expression of James' face, and the glare plastered on Vic's.

"Okay." Stella smiled gleefully, settling on kissing the top of Dominic's head again.

"I'll teach you the really cool stuff when they can't catch us." Stella whispered in the baby's ear, a mischievous glint shining in her eyes.