This is kind of the prequel to it was all worth it, this is the stories of
the Weasley men and women and their family getting ready for the picnic.
Fleur Weasley was putting things into the muggle washing machine, a gift from her mother in law though she expected that it was the idea of her farther in law.
Molly knew that she was no good with cleaning spells and with 3 boys she needed all the help she could get.
'I swear the boys in France don't ever get this dirty' she said to her husband Bill, who was sitting at the kitchen table eyeing up the chocolate éclairs that she had made for the Weasley picnic that afternoon.
'If the kids in France never got that dirty then they must have very boring life's' Bill said reaching out to steal an éclair while his wife's back was turned.
'William Weasley if you touch one of those éclairs, I'll give you another piecing in you ear with a kebab stick' fleur shouted at him without even turning around.
'How do you do that, you got eyes in the back of you head or something' Bill asked, 'nope just that every women that marries a Weasley man is given the power to know everything that is going on in the house' Fleur said finishing loading the washing machine and walking over to were Bill was sitting.
'She also has the power to do a million things at once, get out every stain her kids can get on to clothes, cook wonderful meals and keep her husband very satisfied.'.
Standing behind him she wrapped her arms around his neck and began to gently suck on his ear, Bill moaned and leaned his head back as Fleurs lips slowly moved from his ear to across his check until they reached his lips. The kiss started out gently at first and became more passionate and hungry, each losing themselves each other.
Neither noticed the presence of their sons in the room. Quite disgusted that there parents were kissing like that, and at the place that they ate as well.
'You know that you guys have a room to do that in don't you' said 11 year old Jack, the couple broke apart looking at there once again mud covered sons.
'Actually, seeing as well paid for it we have the whole of the house' replied Bill
Well just don't do it here' said 8 year old Pierce 'yeah we have to eat here' said 9 year old Louie sitting down next to his farther and reaching out for an éclair.
'Louie those are for the picnic this afternoon, you'll have to wait until then' Fleur said unwrapping her arms form bills neck and picking up the plate to put them in the fridge.
'Wait a minute, why does Louie get a gentle explanation why not to eat the cakes while I get threaten with a kebab stick for an earring' asked Bill.
'Because' replied fleur she turned towards her sons and she swore she could here a groan of protest form the washing machine.
How do you 3 manage to get so dirty' she asked 'leave those trainers at the door and go and clean up'.
Watching her sons kick of their shoes and run up to there rooms, she turned to Bill how was smiling at her, what's so funny' she asked 'just something that Louie said about us kissing at the table',
'What about it' she asked watching as he got up and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close to him,
'Well do think he'll feel any different if we told him were he was conceived'.
~*~ stay tuned for the next chapter which is Charlie and Tonks~*~
~*~PS I am real sorry but I cant write a French accent so we'll just say Fleur's been living in England so long that its not as strong anymore~*~
Fleur Weasley was putting things into the muggle washing machine, a gift from her mother in law though she expected that it was the idea of her farther in law.
Molly knew that she was no good with cleaning spells and with 3 boys she needed all the help she could get.
'I swear the boys in France don't ever get this dirty' she said to her husband Bill, who was sitting at the kitchen table eyeing up the chocolate éclairs that she had made for the Weasley picnic that afternoon.
'If the kids in France never got that dirty then they must have very boring life's' Bill said reaching out to steal an éclair while his wife's back was turned.
'William Weasley if you touch one of those éclairs, I'll give you another piecing in you ear with a kebab stick' fleur shouted at him without even turning around.
'How do you do that, you got eyes in the back of you head or something' Bill asked, 'nope just that every women that marries a Weasley man is given the power to know everything that is going on in the house' Fleur said finishing loading the washing machine and walking over to were Bill was sitting.
'She also has the power to do a million things at once, get out every stain her kids can get on to clothes, cook wonderful meals and keep her husband very satisfied.'.
Standing behind him she wrapped her arms around his neck and began to gently suck on his ear, Bill moaned and leaned his head back as Fleurs lips slowly moved from his ear to across his check until they reached his lips. The kiss started out gently at first and became more passionate and hungry, each losing themselves each other.
Neither noticed the presence of their sons in the room. Quite disgusted that there parents were kissing like that, and at the place that they ate as well.
'You know that you guys have a room to do that in don't you' said 11 year old Jack, the couple broke apart looking at there once again mud covered sons.
'Actually, seeing as well paid for it we have the whole of the house' replied Bill
Well just don't do it here' said 8 year old Pierce 'yeah we have to eat here' said 9 year old Louie sitting down next to his farther and reaching out for an éclair.
'Louie those are for the picnic this afternoon, you'll have to wait until then' Fleur said unwrapping her arms form bills neck and picking up the plate to put them in the fridge.
'Wait a minute, why does Louie get a gentle explanation why not to eat the cakes while I get threaten with a kebab stick for an earring' asked Bill.
'Because' replied fleur she turned towards her sons and she swore she could here a groan of protest form the washing machine.
How do you 3 manage to get so dirty' she asked 'leave those trainers at the door and go and clean up'.
Watching her sons kick of their shoes and run up to there rooms, she turned to Bill how was smiling at her, what's so funny' she asked 'just something that Louie said about us kissing at the table',
'What about it' she asked watching as he got up and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close to him,
'Well do think he'll feel any different if we told him were he was conceived'.
~*~ stay tuned for the next chapter which is Charlie and Tonks~*~
~*~PS I am real sorry but I cant write a French accent so we'll just say Fleur's been living in England so long that its not as strong anymore~*~