Disclaimer: Harry Potter is from the creative genius that is J.K. Rowling. I am not her. This is merely a fan fiction to tide us over until Book 6.

A/N: I'm going to be working on Longbottom Rose for a bit now, so this is probably the last update this week. Enjoy. `/`/`/`/`/`/``/`/`/`//``/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`//``/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/` /`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/`/

"Dung!" Fred called out as he, George, Charlie, Ron and Harry entered the Bottomless Cauldron. It wasn't exactly the best tavern in town, but with Dung as the owner and bartender, it was the most interesting one.

"Ah, my favorite Weasleys!" Dung called out from behind the bar. "What do you need? Something from behind the counter or something we should discuss in the office?"

George shook his head before slapping Harry on the shoulder. "We're here to celebrate Dung. Harry here is going to be a dad. Good thing he and Ginny are married or else we'd be here for him to pick out his coffin for the cheapest price."

Dung laughed and nodded his head. Harry just tried to take everything all in. He as just astounded by the fact that he was going to be a father and Ginny a mother. It just seemed so surreal.

"Anything you boys want," Dung said. "First round's on the house. The rest will go on your account."

A few minutes later, all five had stiff drinks in their hands, except for Ron (who was positive Hermione would have his head if he came home half pissed.)

"To Harry," Charlie said lifting his glass in a toast. "The only git we wouldn't kill for knocking up our baby sister."

"Here, here!" Fred, George and Ron laughed as Harry shook his head. All of them took a drink and settled themselves at the bar. "Too bad Bill couldn't get off work. He'd love to be here."

"So what are you thinkin' Harry?" Charlie asked.

"I'm not sure. I just mean this was just all of a sudden," Harry said looking at his glass of firewhisky before turning to his brothers-in-law. "Not that I'm not ecstatic, it's just a bit of a shock."

"Well, not to be mean or anything mate, but you had to know this was coming," Ron said taking a sip of butterbeer.

"What? How so?"

"Oh come on, as much as I hate to admit it, since you and Ginny have been together I know you haven't been able to stay away from each other."

"That's not true."

"Oh please," Charlie said taking a swig of Romanian Rum. "From what I understand you guys are like rabbits."

"On Viagra" added George.

"Newly released from Azkaban," Fred finished.

Harry looked at his four brother-in-laws in shock. "Excuse me," he said more loudly than he intended. "But out of the five of us I am the last one to be having a child here thank you very much."

"Barely," George said pointing to Ron. "It took him long enough. I was beginning to think it was going to take as long as it did for him and Hermione to get together."

"Heh! It didn't take us that bloody long!"

"Who are you kidding?" Fred slurred.

Harry snickered as Ron turned red.

"Come on Ron," Charlie said rolling his eyes.

"I think Bill, the twins and I had to get you completely pissed before you confessed your undying love to her sixth year. Even then you managed to screw it up" Harry laughed, before he began mimicking Ron's voice. "'I love you more than chocolate frogs or mum's mashed potatoes in beef gravy Hermione'"

"You've had mum's tators! That's a worthy compliment, and I was not that pissed!"

"Right, so you normally vomit in near the Slytherin common room instead of the loo," Harry teased.

Ron shrugged. "Not much difference between the two if you ask me."

That caused a roar of laughter to go up between the group. Ron ordered the strongest drink Dung had and muttered to himself about potatoes as the others continued to laugh. Another round came, and soon all of the Weasleys were laughing and talking up a storm. Harry, however, seemed worried and just stared at his glass before taking a few sips.

"What's the matter Harry?" Ron asked. "You look like this is a funeral not a celebration."

"I'm just worried that's all. I might have to quit my job now, and I just want to make sure everything's alright financially you know."

"Why quit? Afraid you'll start talking about changing nappies in your sleep?" snickered Charlie.

Harry blushed, wishing that no one had ever heard about him screaming out Ginny's name when he went on a mission before their marriage.

"No," he said solemnly. "I'm worried that something might happen. Being an auror, I'm used to people being after me, but after my family is another thing all together. I'm not going to leave my defenseless pregnant wife to fend for herself while I'm on assignment."

All four brothers were struck dumbfounded.

"Harry, did you manage to hit your head on something on the way in here?" George asked.

"I'm serious George."

"So am I," George said, reaching over and checking the top of Harry's head for a huge crack. "You just called Ginny defenseless. Did you forget she is an unspeakable? She's made hexes and curses that make her bat bogey seem tame. If we tell her that you called her defenseless I'm sure your child will be fatherless when it's born because she'll only kill you if your lucky."

"Would you stop that!" Harry said pushing George away. "I'm serious. I can't leave Ginny alone. What happens if someone comes after her and the baby? I'd never live with myself if something happened."

"Harry I have two words for you -- Weasley temper," Ron said taking another drink.

"Nothing's going to happen to Ginny or the baby Harry, trust me," Charlie said shaking his head at his brother-in-law's stupidity.

"How do you know Charlie?" snapped Harry.

Charlie sighed. "Harry, I know you weren't raised in a wizarding family, but didn't you notice anything unusual about Ginny's magic before you went on assignment?"

"Well, it was a little out of control."

"How so?"

"Well she tried to accio my black trousers only she said 'accio Harry's trousers' and all my trousers came flying through the air at her, including the ones I had been wearing," he said blushing.

"And what does that tell you?"

"That I was very late for work, but very happy when I got there."

Charlie scrunched up his face. "Please no details! What I meant is that it tells you Ginny's magic has gotten more powerful. It's a defense mechanism for pregnant witches to protect them and their babies. It doesn't wear off until the baby's about a year old."

"It can get bloody dangerous for a man let me tell you," Ron said solemnly as he adjusted himself. "Bloody hormones and all."

"That's right," Fred said amused as he turned to Ron. "That shrinking charm wear off yet Hermione put on the family jewels?"

"That was the hex?" Harry said as he burst out laughing.

Ron shot Fred a look to kill and turned back to down the rest of the whiskey and order another bottle. The rest of the boys burst out laughing. Awhile later, all of them were on their way to being completely pissed.

"Say Harry," George said loudly. "So what do you figure it is?"

"What?" said Harry slightly pissed.

"The baby you prat. Boy or girl?" Fred slurred.

"Don't care."

"Come on," Fred said, slinging his arm around Harry. "I tell you I did a jig in the middle of St. Mungo's when the nurse said it was a boy everytime. Lord knows I don't want a girl."

"Why's that? I'm having a girl!" Ron said insulted.

"Because dear brother, I remember how I was, and I know we all here were randy wizards. How would you like to try to protect your daughter against that? I know what I was like, and there are more of us out there."

"Scare him why don't ya?" George said as harshly as he could.

"I didn't think about that," Ron said dejected as he looked into his empty glass. "Ya figure Hermoine knows a chastity charm we can put on the baby?"

"I think if you ask her it'll be your funeral," Charlie snickered. "Bill's the one that's got to worry about it. Identical twin girls that are part Veela! That man will never sleep when they get to dating."

Harry took all of this in and looked worried as he turned to Fred, George and Charlie. Unfortunately, by this time Fred was pretty much passed out on the bar.

"What if me and Ginny have a girl?" he panicked. "I mean if she looks like her mum she's going to be drop dead gorgeous. I'll have boys knocking on the door asking her out all the time! I can't stop them all. What if she dates someone like Seamus? or Wood?"

Suddenly a horrible thought crossed his mind as Harry went into hysterics. "What if he's someone like Malfoy?"

Harry's voice was going up, the more hysterical he got. He stood up and was pacing the floor now. Ron shook his head and stumbled over to him.

"Don't worry Harry," he said trying to focus on his friend's face, which was very fuzzy from too much alcohol. "You defeated Voldemort. You're an auror. You know spells the rest of us only heard of in rumor. I'm sure all the boys would be too scared of you to get anywhere near your daughter. In fact, I might need your help with your niece here in a few years."

"You mean threaten them?"

"Nah, just scare the fear of serious bodily harm into 'em. Make sure they know they'll be better off to be tossers than to try anything with your daughter or mine for that matter."

"I don't know if I can do that."

"Pssp," Ron said flinging his arm out. "Just imagine they're Malfoy or Malfoy's son and you'll be just fine. I'm planning on turning a couple into ferrets myself."

Harry grinned, "Sounds like fun."

"Come on," Ron said slinging his arm around Harry. "I'll buy ya another drink."