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Uncle Bumblebee's Plan

"Katie isn't going to like this," Harry Potter shook his head, arms crossed over his chest. "You know how she gets Albus, especially with the baby coming."

Albus Dumbledore sighed surveying the green-eyed man's worried expression. "Katie has always been a headstrong woman Harry. There is no doubt in my mind that she will fight this decision, but the fidelius is the best thing we can do now."

"But Albus, what if," Harry began. "My parents were betrayed by their keeper."

"Harry," the old wizard interrupted him. "Harry, we've chosen the ideal keeper for you, she is trusted more than any other in the order and the only one of your old friends NOT on Voldemort's hit list."

"But Katie," Harry tried again.

"Harry, you must reason with her. Rest assured your family will be safe under the charm." Dumbledore stroked his beard thoughtfully. "Think of the new baby and young Victoria. There is a good chance that with out the charm, their futures will be unsafe."

Harry sunk low in his seat and sulked, imagining the not so pleasant response his very pregnant wife would have to this news.

"When will the casting take place?" he asked sourly.

"The sooner the better. I could get your keeper there around midnight if that's alright with you," Dumbledore said, reaching into his desk. "Lemon drop?"

"No thank you," Harry stood. "I'll be getting home now; Katie was expecting me an hour ago."

"Tell no one but Katie, Harry," Dumbledore said while unsticking two candies. "And tell Victoria that Uncle Bumblebee says hello."

Harry left the office and the grounds to apperate home to meet his beautiful ex-quidditch star wife and family.

The first sound to great his ears as he appeared in his living room was Katie's shrill yell, "Tori!"

Harry followed her voice into the large kitchen where his three year old daughter sat surrounded by floating cakes, cookies and puddings. His wife was waddling around trying to snatch the desserts away from her daughter.

"Victoria Katherine Potter!" Katie screeched. "No more dessert until AFTER dinner!"

"More," the toddler squealed, clapping her pudgy hands together. "More cake!"

Harry couldn't suppress his snort of laughter as Victoria levitated the desserts out of her mother's reach.

"Harry James Potter!" Katie rounded on him, reminding him horribly of her year as Gryffendor quidditch captain. "You think this is funny? You can clean up YOUR daughter and MY kitchen!"

Harry's grin fell as the temperamental pregnant witch waddled off. This was not a good day to discuss his meeting with Albus.

"Da. Da!" Victoria cried, dropping the levitating desserts as she ran to him clumsily. "Up! Up!"

"Vicki baby," Harry cooed tossing her over his shoulder. "Why did you make such a big mess?"

"Mess! Mess!" Victoria laughed, smearing her chocolate covered hands along the walls as Harry carried her to the bathroom.

"Scourgify," Katie sighed, walking back into the kitchen to start supper. "That my little one was your Daddy."

She rubbed her swollen stomach and started to conjure up the ingredients for the night's meal. Life was great for Katie Potter. Paid maternity leave from the Puddlemere United left her to be home with her ever growing stomach and her sweet daughter. Nothing could ruin her happiness.

"Katie?" her husband's voice beside her snapped her from her thoughts.

"I love you Harry Potter," her eyes welled up with tears. "Even though I'm a fat grouch. I love you."

"I love you too Katie." Harry said, smiling. "Even if you are a grouch."

"I'm SO FAT!" Katie wailed in her husband's arms. "Look at me! I'm a Giantess!"

"No you aren't, love," Harry cooed. "You're beautiful."

"Me!" Victoria cried. "Me! Me pick Tori up!"

Katie wiped her tears and picked up the little girl.

"I'll finish dinner," Harry assured her as she carried their daughter into the other room. "Bloody hormones."

"I heard that!" Katie called. "This is a rather comfy couch Potter! You'll enjoy it tonight while my 'Bloody Hormones' and I enjoy the big comfy bed."

"Bloody Bed! Da sleeps bloody bed!" Victoria mimicked.

"Don't say bloody baby," Katie reprimanded instantly.

Harry smiled grimly. Tonight he had to have a discussion with his wife.