It was now almost a month later, they were celebrating Arthur's birthday. Esme was helping Molly cook when Charlie walked in.
"Hello dear, this is a surprise."
"I'm just here for the night. I wanted to celebrate dad's birthday."
"I always knew you were my favorite," Arthur teased walking in to greet his son.
Charlie hugged his dad and turned to Esme.
"Hey Charlie," she smiled at him.
He smiled at her. "Hey Esme."
"Dinner's almost ready, I think we should leave them alone, Arthur," Molly said tugging her husband out of the kitchen.
"So, how are you doing?" Charlie asked.
"Good, I suppose."
"So, how's your pregnancy going?"
Esme rested her hand on her stomach lovingly. "It's going well. I still haven't felt any kicks from my daughter yet."
"A daughter?"
"Yes, she'll be due in mid-May," she replied.
Charlie nodded as he noticed her wince.
"You alright?"
"I think she just kicked for the first time," Esme grinned.
Charlie smiled. "Do you think I could feel her kick?"
Esme nodded, took his hand and rested his hand on her almost twenty four week baby bump as her daughter kicked.
"It's amazing," Charlie said.
"It is, I think she likes you Charlie."
"Have you thought of any names for her?" Charlie asked his hand still resting lovingly on her belly.
"I like Jessica but I can't think of a middle name."
Charlie nodded. After their short talk, it was time for dinner. Charlie led Esme to the table and helped her sit down.
"Thanks Charlie, I'm just pregnant not helpless," she giggled.
"No problem," he said sitting down next to her.
Molly couldn't help but smile at her second oldest and Esme.
They finished dinner.
"I'm exhausted. I'm going up to bed," Esme said after she helped Molly wash the dishes.
"Okay, dear."
Esme waddled upstairs leaving Molly and Arthur alone with their second oldest.
"I had the feeling Bill had feelings for Esme but I think I was focusing on the wrong son," Arthur laughed.
"I don't have feelings for Esme. She's just a friend and I'm very fond of her."
"That's very obvious, dear," Molly smiled.
"Even if I did have those feelings for her. I'm not sure Bill would approve."
"So, I think he would be your biggest supporter. He just wants both of you to be happy."
Charlie sighed. He walked upstairs to check on Esme she was fast asleep on her bed. He wasn't usually tired this early but he decided to just sit down and rest for a moment. He sat down next to Esme and closed his eyes.
"Charlie?" Esme whispered.
"Huh, what?" he asked sleepily.
"I can't sleep my daughter is kicking too much, what about you?"
"What time is it?"
Esme cast a silent 'Lumos' and checked the time. "It's 2:30m."
Charlie's eyes widened. "I've been asleep next to you for six hours. This was meant to be a rest."
She chuckled. "I suppose you needed the rest."
"Do you want anything, I brought you some chocolate."
Esme's hazel eyes widened excitedly as Charlie chuckled and summoned the chocolate.
"This looks like Swiss chocolate," Esme noticed taking a bite.
"It is."
"Where did you get Belgian chocolate?" she asked.
"My roommate has a Belgian girlfriend. He told me to take it with me so he would stop eating it."
She chuckled. "Tell me about your roommate."
"He's a great guy. His name is Barnaby Lee, he was a Slytherin in my year. And the second best student in Care of Magical Creatures besides me," Charlie said.
"I didn't think you would be friends with a Slytherin."
"To be honest, I didn't either but he's different."
Esme smiled and adjusted her belly slightly.
"Is Jessica still kicking?"
Esme said. "I'm sure the chocolate helped so she's not kicking as much."
"That's good."
The two of them stayed up talked for a few more hours and then fell asleep Esme's head resting on Charlie's shoulder and his hand resting on her stomach.
Around noon, the next day Charlie woke up to see his roommate looking at him.
"Hey Charlie."
"Hey Barney."
Barnaby glanced over at Esme with a smirk. "I thought you were here to celebrate your dad's birthday."
"This wasn't planned. If you tell anyone I won't hesitate to hex you."
"Understood."
Charlie got up from the bed and walked down the stairs.
"Charlie, I was wondering when you'd wake up."
"Can't stay, mum. We have to get back to the reserve." Charlie said kissing his mum's cheek.
"Okay."
"Bye, Molly," Barnaby said.
"Bye Barnaby."
The two men left.
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A few days later, Charlie was walking back from the muggle library with a couple baby name books.
"Charlie?" Barnaby asked walking into their cabin.
"Hey Barnaby."
"Baby name books?"
Charlie blushed. "Esme needs help finding a middle name for her daughter Jessica."
Barnaby smirked. "You're clearly very attached."
"I am not!"
"You need help?" Barnaby questioned.
Charlie nodded. The other man sat down met to him and they continued searching for names.
"Esme is half-Irish. Maybe she would want an Irish name."
Barnaby nodded.
"I like the name Adara it's an Irish name," Charlie said.
"What's her last name?"
"Abrams, so maybe she wouldn't want the repeating initials," Charlie said.
Barnaby nodded.