The next four and half months flew by, it was now time for Jessie's first birthday. Esme couldn't believe her little girl was a year old. Esme made her way to her daughter's room.
"Mama!" she cooed.
Esme grinned and picked her daughter up. She took her to the kitchen, put her in her high chair and began making breakfast. They were having a birthday party for Jessie later on today at 'The Burrow.'
It was now time for the party. They were on their way to the Burrow.
"There's the birthday girl!" Molly exclaimed taking the little girl from Esme.
"She's been extra excited for today," Esme smiled.
"I'm sure you were excited too," Charlie teased.
"What makes you say that?" Esme teased swatting his chest playfully.
His blue eyes twinkled mischievously.
"I can't believe my baby girl is a year old. It feels like yesterday that I gave birth to her."
Charlie smiled. "Remember I helped you through labor."
"You did. I'm glad you didn't complain about my screams and me clutching your hand so hard."
"I've always had strong hands. They've been bitten and burned multiple times."
"You giving birth was probably the safest thing that his hands have been through in a while," Bill teased.
"I'm still surprised you were there."
Charlie smiled. "Mum told me to be there for you unless you wanted Davies to be there instead of me."
"I'd take you over Davies any day," Esme smiled at Charlie.
"You haven't talked to him lately, have you?"
"I haven't. I'm thankful for that."
"What did you see in him?"
She laughed. "I think I liked the fact that he was a Prefect."
Charlie winked. "You know I was a Prefect. I was never Head Boy though."
"I was nearly Head Girl but I lost out to a Slytherin named Jasmine Lloyd. I was rather upset."
"Enough flirting you two," Bill laughed.
"We're not flirting," they denied.
Bill rolled his eyes playfully as Molly served their dinner.
"Charlie, can you help me feed Jessie?" Esme asked.
"Sure, Esme."
"Aren't you three a cute little family," he teased again.
"Watch it, William! I'll hex you if you don't stop it!" Esme said glaring playfully at him.
Bill winced at his given name and began eating.
"Jessie, dear. You have to eat."
The one-year-old shook her head stubbornly.
"She's stubborn."
Charlie winked at her again. "Just like her mother."
"You're very stubborn too, Charles," she said.
"Let me try," Charlie said taking the spoon from her.
The little girl immediately agreed to eat from Charlie. After dinner Molly served a small cupcake to Jessie and she stuffed it in her mouth.
"She may not be a biological Weasley but she definitely has the Weasley manners," she teased.
"Ron has the worst manners of us most of the time."
"I remember."
"What would be the item that you'd most miss while you were at Hogwarts?"
"It probably would've been Ben or possibly Ruby," Esme sighed as she said her sister's name.
"You miss your twin?"
"I do terribly. I know she's always been one to hold a grudge, especially when our mum thinks she should. I've always been more forgiving unless you really cross me like my ex boyfriend Donald did."
"The same one who cheated on you?"
"Yes, his name was Donald."
"Who names their son Donald, it could be used for a duck."
"There is a Disney character named Donald Duck. Technically, Charlie can be a name for a dog," she pointed out.
"That's true but it's a lot more dignified than Donald."
"It is, especially your given name Charles," she smiled.
"What's your middle name?"
"Louise," she replied. "How about yours?"
"Septimus, after my paternal grandfather."
Esme nodded.
"Did you two forget we're here?" Bill teased them.
They blushed.
After they finished, Charlie walked Esme and Jessie home.
"Thank for walking us home, Charlie," she smiled at him.
"You're welcome."
She gave him a hug and walked in her house.
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It was now a month and a half later, Esme was back over the Weasleys for the day while Molly and Bill went to Hogwarts to support Harry in the Third Task. It was just her, Arthur and Jessie. She was out in the shed helping Arthur mess with a muggle object.
"So, you Muggles use this to cook?" he asked.
"Yes, my dad was a very good chef. He used it as a stress release."
Arthur nodded. She heard Jessie cry, she wiped her hands and went to check on her daughter.
"Mummy!" she yelled.
"Hey sweetie," she cooed picking her up.
"Outside with Arthur?" she asked.
"You can't go out there, we're doing some grown up stuff."
The little girl nodded.
"It's warm out there we could go swimming in the pond."
"Yay!"
Esme smiled at her daughter. She changed her daughter into her bathing suit and changed herself. The mother and daughter went out to the pond.
"Oh, it looks like we had the same idea."
She looked over to see Charlie swimming towards her.
"When did you get here?"
"I've been here for a few minutes," Charlie explained.
Esme nodded. "I've been trying to teach Jessie to swim, you want to help?"
"I can try."
Esme nodded and they began teaching Jessie how to swim. After they finished the got out of the pond.
"Owies," Jessie said.
Esme asked worriedly. "Are you hurt, Jessie?"
Charlie grimaced. "I'm pretty sure she's talking about my scars and burns from all the dragons."
"Oh," Esme said.
He winked flirtatiously. "I'm sure you think their sexy."
"Maybe."
"How about I tell you the stories after you put Jessie to sleep?"
Esme looked in her arms Jessie was fast asleep. She walked back into the house and put her daughter back in the crib. She walked back to her former room to see Charlie laying down still shirtless.
"Come here, I don't bite," he chuckled deeply.
She giggled as her heart melted into a puddle of goo. She laid down next to him.
"You ready for all the stories?" he asked.
Esme nodded.
"This one here is from Norberta, a Norwegian Ridgeback," he explained, pointing to a scar on his left pectoral.
"Do they hurt?" Esme asked.
"Not as much as they used to but unless you want to kiss them better," he winked cheekily.
"You cheeky little lion," she smirked.
He continued telling her about his scars and burns until they fell asleep in each other's arms.
Esme woke up in the dark next to Charlie his arms wrapped loosely around her.
"Charlie?"
"What, Esme?"
"I heard a noise, can you go check what it is?"
Charlie nodded sleepily and got up. She got up to check on Jessie. She saw a thin shadow over her daughter. Letting her Gryffindor side take over she tackled whoever had been holding her daughter.
"Esme!"
"Bill?"
"Yes, It's just me."
"Sorry, I thought someone was trying to kidnap Jessie," Esme said sheepishly.
"Esme, it was just my mum and Bill. They're back from the Third Task."
Esme chuckled. "You should've told me that before I tackled Bill to the ground."
"You tackled Bill?" Charlie asked.
"She did and it hurt," Bill laughed.
"It's because you inherited dad's lanky build and I inherited mum's stockier build."
"I find your stockier build sexier, Charlie," Esme winked at him as she helped Bill up.
"I may not be muscled but I caught the eye of Fleur Delacour, the champion from Beauxbatons," Bill smirked.
"You did?"
Bill nodded. "She was eyeing me over her mum's shoulder and I flirted with her too."
"When can we meet her?"
"I'm not sure if that's going to happen, she's going back to France," he sighed.
Charlie and Esme nodded.
"Why are you shirtless?" Bill asked Charlie curiously.
"We went swimming earlier and I was telling her about my scars. We fell asleep and you woke us up," Charlie explained.
Bill nodded and they walked back downstairs. Esme saw Molly crying.
"What's wrong, Molly?"
"Cedric Diggory is dead."
Esme nodded and asked Bill and Charlie."Didn't you go to the Quidditch World Cup with him and his dad last year?"
"Yes, we did."
Esme frowned. "That's horrible, how did he die?"
"Harry came back with his body and said You-Know-Who murdered him."
She shivered at the name and Charlie wrapped his arm around her protectively.
"Why are you shirtless, dear?" Molly asked her second oldest.
Charlie explained much to her disappointment.
"What was that noise upstairs?" Arthur asked.
Esme blushed. "I tackled Bill to the ground because I thought he was kidnapping Jessie."
Molly nodded.