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abecedarian
[ ey-bee-see-dair-ee-uhn ]
adjective
arranged in alphabetical order.
Hermione's worst nightmare had finally come true, she realized as she looked in horror at the entrance to the family library. She must have done something in a past life that warranted this type of bad karma, or perhaps it was something she did while in school and Magic now was deciding to punish her. Either way, her husband stood beside her, gallantly trying to hold in his laughter at the horror on her face.
As tiny faces looked up at her in obvious pride, she couldn't help but force a smile on her face, glad that her children were too young to pick up on variations in facial expressions yet.
Harry stood beside her, outright laughing now. Moving forward, he picked up Aster and praised him and his sister.
"Good job in helping mommy organize the library!" he exclaimed, and Hermione cringed in response.
"Harry, it's abecedarian….I can't… Harry, help me!" she gasped out, still trying to control herself, and her husband gave her a quick peck on the cheek before handing her their son.
"Aster, you cuddle mommy, while Bryony helps me finish what you guys started, okay?" Harry said kindly, and the two year old boy grinned up at them both before hugging his mother.
"Mommy! We put the books in alphabet order!" Aster exclaimed, proud in himself.
"Yes, good job, Aster!" Harry said as he picked up Bryony, who giggled at him.
"By Title! So Appa-appaga-" she started, fumbling on the title.
"Apparagarou's Theory on Transfiguration," Hermione mumbled as she continued to gawk at the massacre around her. To be honest, her children were very neat and gentle with the books. No pages were out of place, and she was sure that each book was handled with care. It was just the way they organized the books that filled her with horror.
"Yeah, that!" Bryony continued. "That book will come before Azzy's Cookbook and Beraruse Bear and the Timely Toad!"
Hermione was now chalk white, and Harry continued to laugh. He turned and maneuvered Hermione out of the room, their twin children in their arms, before closing the door with a firm snap. Hermione suddenly heard the sound of movement inside the room, and relief filled her as the elves began their work of fixing the library.
"As a treat, how about we go for ice cream before we drop you off at Nana and Papa's?" Harry asked, and the kids cheered. And Hermione knew, her library was safe from their little hands for one more day.