Author's Note - I'm SO sorry that took me so long to update. You have no idea how many times i rewrote thatchapter. I never seemed to be able to get it to end just right. I must have rewritten it a billion times. I finally feel though that i pulled it together though. I'm happy with how it ended. I've started on the story with Arianna and i should have that posted soon. I'm not exactly sure what catagory to post it under so just check under my name and you'll get it. Thank you SO much to all my followers who support this story. There are so many of you and you have no idea how much i appreciate how much support you've given me. Just to see all your reviews puts a smile on my face:) Hope you love this chapter just as much asi do.
Chapter 15
Happily Ever After
One Year Later
George Weasley rolled over and placed his arm across the bed. He was surprised when it hit the bed instead of falling onto his wife. Opening his eyes he lifted his head up off the pillow to see no Hermione. Rolling over George sighed. The clock on the night table beside the bed read 12:13. Hermione had let George sleep in. Now wide awake George pulled himself out of bed and pulled on the white t-shirt lying on the ground.
After stopping in the bathroom and freshening up George headed out into the hall. "Mione," he called. No answer. From what he could see all the lights in the flat were off. He checked the baby's room. Arianna wasn't there.
George reached the living room and looked around. The flat was deserted. A bit of panic welled up inside him. Even though it had been a year since Rachel had been gone George still couldn't help but get scared whenever Hermione would go out by herself or with Arianna. Hermione wasn't one to just leave without telling him though. That's what was making him worry. Looking around the room wildly his heart began to race. By chance his eyes caught onto something white lying on the coffee table, a note. George picked it up and let out a sigh of relief. A smile swept across his face as he realized Hermione did in fact leave word that she was going out.
George,
You looked so peaceful I couldn't wake you. I'm heading to the Healer, finally. I know you've been bugging me to go. I felt really sick this morning and I knew that when you woke up you'd drag me there yourself so I decided to go while I still had my pride. I dropped Arianna off to play with Lila. I'll see you later Love.
Hermione
George placed the note back on the table and decided to head over to Ginny and Harry's house. He'd pick up Arianna and bring her home to surprise mommy with dinner. He headed to his room. 20 minutes later he was showered and dressed. Scribbling a note for Hermione, incase she got back before him, he placed it next to hers and then apparated to Ginny's.
"George, finally awake I see?" Ginny said smiling as she answered the front door, her daughter Lila perched on her hip.
It was hard to say who Lila resembled more. She sported Ginny's red hair and freckles but Harry's intense green eyes. She was truly her parent's child. Lila had been born a health 8 pound baby, much to the delight of her parents and even though they wouldn't admit it, they spoiled their daughter rotten. Lila and Arianna got along really well, even at such a young age. Only separated by 9 month the girls became the best of friends.
"Hey sis," George stepped into the house. "Hey Lila," George bent down and kissed his niece's cheek. "How's my favourite niece doing?" Lila cooed up at her uncle.
Ginny laughed. "How's my favourite brother doing?"
"Aw come on, your favourite?" George pretended to be flattered. "But I bet you say that to all your brothers don't you?" George joked.
"You caught me," Ginny giggled as she led George down the hall to the living room.
"I'm doing good though," George smiled. "How about you?"
"Tired," Ginny answered truthfully. "Harry's been working a lot lately and this little one is more active then she looks. Parenting can be so hard, but I still love it."
George nodded. "Me too. Speaking of little ones," George said as he entered the living room. Arianna sat on the floor surrounded by toys. She was currently chewing on the head of one of the many stuffed animals lying around. "Hey sweetheart," George scooped Arianna up into his arms.
"Da, Da, Da," Arianna squealed. She wasn't speaking yet but George was convinced that whenever she said da she was referring to him. He loved it. He always teased Hermione that Arianna had said da first because he was her favourite. Whenever he said this Hermione pointed out that da was the only thing Arianna could say and she that called everything da. George disregarded all this though. He knew what da meant.
George kissed her cheek. "Da's here. Have you been a good girl for aunty Ginny?"
"She was a little angle weren't you?' Ginny reached over and gently touched the baby's cheek. "So," Ginny turned her attention back to George. "Hermione sent you over to get her?"
George shook his head. "No, I found her note and decided to pick this little munchkin up and surprise her."
"Oh," Ginny nodded, her thoughts somewhere else.
"Oh?" George raised his eyebrows, mocking the way Ginny had just spoken. "What do you know Gin?" George questioned.
"Nothing, I swear. I was just wondering if…" Ginny paused.
"Wondering?" George pressed knowing that Ginny knew something.
"Nothing, nothing, I just have a suspicion, I was wondering if I was right and I know she went to see a Healer today," Ginny placed Lila on the floor. Lila began to cry and Ginny had to pick her up again. Lila was one who hated being separated from people. It was tough on Ginny, who was usually home alone with her all day while Harry was at work and she had said Harry was working a lot lately.
"What kind of suspicion?" George eyed his sister suspiciously.
Ginny just shook her head. "Nope, I'm not saying a word. We'll have to wait and see if I'm right."
George shrugged. "I'll tell her to owl you when she gets home. Anyways, where's Harry, not at work?"
Ginny sighed. "Ministry called him in."
"On a Saturday?" George cocked his head to the side. "You said he was working a lot but I figured the ministry would give him a break on the weekends."
"Yeah, well, I don't know, there's some big thing or something. He's supposed to be home soon though."
"So it was just the girls today eh?" George looked down at Arianna who was still chewing that stuffed toy as she sat in his arms.
"Just the girls," Ginny nuzzled Lila a bit.
"Well, I'm planning a special dinner for Mione tonight and this little mini chef is going to help me. We'd better get going before Hermione beats us home," George kissed Arianna's forehead.
Ginny nodded. "I'll see you at the Burrow tomorrow then," Ginny said referring to the weekly Sunday dinner at the Burrow. Since last year Mrs. Weasley changed monthly dinners into weekly dinners. It was mandatory everyone be there. Only Ron, Chelsea and Charlie were an exception because they were all the way in Romania but Mrs. Weasley still demanded they be there two weekends of the month.
"Of course, mum would kill us if we didn't come. Besides, Fred's bringing Angelina over. I've been dying to taunt him," George laughed as he thought about his twin finally getting a lady. Fred and Angelina had been dating back at Hogwarts but things didn't work out. It seemed that now though they had reconnected and recently got back together.
"You're horrible. You never taunted Ron and Chelsea when they got engaged last month."
"You think I never did. Come on, who do you think I am. Fred and I were all over that," George ginned mischievously, remembering back to last month.
"George," Ginny sighed. "Well, what can I do? I should be used to you and Fred's antics, although I thought by now you'd grow out of it."
"I'll never grow out of it," George laughed as he hugged Ginny and kissed Lila. "Bye Gin. See you," and with a POP he and Arianna were home.
George carefully eyed the cookbook and looked at the bowl in front of him. The product in the bowl didn't look anything like the picture from the book. "Woops, I think we added too much water. Ari, what are we going to do now?" George cast his daughter a sad look. Arianna, who was propped up in her highchair and covered in flour, laughed.
George shook his head. The kitchen was a mess. Pots and pans lay scattered on the floor and counter tops. Ingredients were everywhere but in the bowl. No wonder Hermione never wanted his help in the kitchen. George laughed to himself. "Maybe we can just order in or something," he turned to Arianna. "What do you say?" Arianna made a gurgling noise.
"I agree," George threw down his mixing spoon and shut the oil stained cookbook. "Where do I start?" George looked around his disaster.
"Holy Merlin," the sound of Hermione's voice echoed through the kitchen. George winced and slowly turned around, he was done for.
Instead of being cursed to oblivion like he had expected he heard Hermione begin to laugh. "Baby?" he asked confused, straightening up knowing he wasn't going to be attacked.
"You are too cute, do you know that?" Hermione stepped forward and reached up to wipe the flour smudges off George's face. She laughed some more and then leaned forward and kissed George soundly.
"If I knew that messing up the kitchen would end like that I would have done it ages ago," George said as they pulled apart.
"Sweetie," Hermione smiled, stepping over some pots to her baby. "Look at you. I should have warned you not to let Daddy in the kitchen."
"Hey," George shot from his place.
Hermione lifted the baby out of the highchair and turned to George. "I'm sorry," Hermione laughed. "It's just too funny. Look at this place," Hermione gestured toward the mess.
"I'm glad you find this amusing," George smiled.
"I do, and while I go give missy here a bath you can clean this up," Hermione carried Arianna to the kitchen doorway.
"Right away m'am," George saluted. Hermione winked and exited the kitchen.
George cleaned the kitchen with the wave of his wand and found the menu for The Three Broomsticks. He apparated over there, picked up dinner and made it back all before Hermione had finished giving Arianna her bath.
After a great dinner from the Three Broomsticks and a nice meal of mashed carrots and banana's for Arianna it was Arianna's bed time.
"I'll take her," Hermione said getting up from the couch. George nodded.
10 minutes later Hermione immerged from Arianna's bedroom. George sat on the couch waiting for her. She slid down beside him.
"She was tired," Hermione snuggled up against George.
"She had a busy girl's day out," he laughed. George rested his head on top of Hermione's. Both had their feet propped up on the coffee table. "I missed you today."
"I missed you too," she smiled sitting up. A smile swept across her face. "Baby," she started.
"Hmmm?" George watched her. She was so beautiful.
"I have something to tell you," he face lit up and he could hear the excitement in her voice.
"Oh ya, how was your appointment with the Healer today? Are you ok?" George sat up too, remembering why he hadn't seen her all day.
Hermione silently took his hand and placed it over her abdomen. "Everything is perfect."
It took only George a few seconds to register what it meant. "No. Are you…..really?" George's eyes bulged.
Hermione nodded her head, smile spread wide across her face. George jumped up, pulling her up with him. Picking her up he spun her around the room.
"3 months," she smiled as George placed her on her feet.
George held her close to him. "This is so great," he sighed. "Arianna is going to have a new brother and sister to play with."
Hermione raised an eyebrow questioningly. "Brother and sister?"
George nodded enthusiastically.
Hermione reached for one of George's hands and took it in hers. "And this time, if that's the case, I think I'm ready for that."
"You are amazing, you know that?" George reached up to stroke her cheek.
"I love you," Hermione whispered.
"I love you," George whispered back before bending forward and kissing her. George couldn't have asked for a better happily ever after.
