A/N:
Ashley J Potter—Bill is often times a nickname for William and I wrote the last chapter with the assumption that Bill's name is actually William, like Ron's is actually Ronald. And I am also assuming the Charlie's name is actually Charles. Sorry for the confusion.
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Billy, as the little boy came to be known as, was a very good baby. He was happy most of the time and was the light of his parent's life. Arthur would even take him to work sometimes just to show him off.
The Weasley family was hit with a tragedy when Billy was about nine months old. Arthur's brothers were both Aurors at the Ministry and were assigned, along with the majority of their department, to investigate a new and powerful dark wizard who was gaining followers. The brothers insisted on each other as partner when they went on missions. One such mission proved too much for the two men and both were killed.
It was the happy little boy that got Arthur through the loss of his brothers. Shortly after Charles and Percy were killed, Arthur started to talk about him and Molly giving Billy a little brother or sister. Molly was very unsure and apprehensive about bringing another baby into such an uncertain world. She thought she had come up with the perfect excuse when she told him there was no room for another child in their small flat. It was bursting at the seams now with the two of them and Billy.
One summer afternoon, she was starting dinner while Billy sat in his high chair and babbled at her. Arthur arrived home by way of the Floo network, the baby shrieked and giggled with joy when his father stumbled into the room. He picked up the little boy when Billy raised his arms to his dad.
Carrying the baby, he wrapped an arm around Molly's waist and kissed the back of her neck. She giggled and swatted at him gently, "Arthur, I'm trying to make dinner," she teasingly scolded him.
"Forget about dinner," he told her. "We are going to go out and celebrate!"
"Celebrate what?" she looked at him with confusion.
"We are going to celebrate the fact that we are the proud new owners of a house and three acres of land."
"What? We can't afford a house," she looked at him with concern. "We can barely afford the rent on this place."
"I know and that's the beauty of this. It won't cost us a single knut," he evaded Billy's chubby hands trying to steal his glasses. "My parents have decided to move somewhere warmer and have signed the deed over to us," he explained with a grin.
She shrieked and threw her arms around her husband. Although Billy had no idea what was going on, he sensed his parents' excitement and added his jabbering. They went and enjoyed a dinner at a small café in Diagon Alley. After dinner, they treated Billy to his first taste of chocolate ice cream. When they arrived back at their flat Arthur volunteered to ensure that Billy's face and hands were chocolate free before he was put to bed.
Molly was so excited to finally have a house that she conjured up some boxes and began filling them. Arthur joined her and they packed boxes until they collapsed with exhaustion on the sofa.
Two days later Arthur's parents turned the keys to the house over to the younger couple. The house was not huge but seemed enormous to them after spending the past two years in their small, cramped home. They decided that the first rooms they would set up would be the baby's room and the master bedroom. After finishing with the two rooms they laid an exhausted Billy in his crib. His snitch mobile swayed above his head. Molly covered him with his favorite blanket. She joined Arthur at the doorway and after quietly pulling the door shut, they walked hand in hand to their bedroom.
The rest of the summer was spent fixing up the house just the way they wanted it. Finally at the end of August only one room still needed to be finished. That room was the spare bedroom next to Billy's.
One Saturday morning Arthur looked up from the Daily Prophet he was reading while he finished breakfast. For a moment he watched Molly try to coax Billy to eat. Arthur saw the green mush on the spoon and decided he did not blame Billy for refusing to eat.
"So, do you want to start the guest room today," he suggested.
"Sure," Molly looked at her husband from the corner of her eye. "I already have an idea of what I want to do in there."
She picked up Billy and made her way up the stairs. By the time Arthur had reached the room, she had already conjured up several items. He looked at her with confusion in his blue eyes, "Do you want to move Billy's room to this one?"
"No," she stated simply. "He already has his room."
"Then why," he stopped mid sentence. "Are you? I mean are we?" he stammered.
She nodded her head and he hugged her tight and gave her a kiss. They pulled apart when Billy decided to grab a fistful of Molly's hair.
Nine months after the first night in their new home, Arthur received an owl from Molly. It instructed him to come to St. Mungo's. Reaching into his desk, he grabbed a wrapped gift that he had been hiding there until this time. He hollered to his co-worker that he was going to the hospital as he ran down the hall to the communal fireplaces. He snatched the container of Floo powder and pushed a few people out of his way. Tossing a handful of powder into the flames, he stepped in and shouted, "St. Mungo's."
After tripping out of the fireplace in the main lobby, he hurried up the stairs to the maternity ward. His mother-in-law and a very fussy Billy greeted him. The older woman handed him the cranky toddler.
"He missed his nap and wants his mama," she explained.
Billy was momentarily cheered up by the arrival of his father. Arthur took the opportunity to question Mrs. Prewett, "How's Molly? Is everything okay?"
"She's fine," she reassured him. "The Healer said they will let us know as soon as there is something to tell."
They settled in the waiting room and were soon joined by Molly's father, brothers, and Arthur's parents. Billy eventually fell asleep on his dad's lap. Several of the adult's eyes were beginning to droop as well by the time a Healer came into the room, "Weasley? Mr. Weasley?"
Arthur handed Billy to his mum and hurried over to the woman. He noticed it was the same woman who had been working when Billy had been born. "I'm Mr. Weasly," he informed her. "Can I see Molly now? How is she and the baby?"
She smiled warmly at him, "Mother and son are doing great. Come with me so you can meet your newest family member."
He quickly grabbed the gift he had for his wife and followed the plump woman down the hall. When they reached Molly's room, he paused in the hallway and gazed at his wife. She was cradling a tiny bundle. He made his way over to her and kissed the top of her head.
"Hi," she looked up at him.
"Hey," he sat on the edge of the bed and carefully pulled the blanket back to get a better look at the newborn. "He looks like Billy did."
Molly handed him the baby. He motioned for her to open the package that was sitting beside him.
"I hope you like it," he said as she pulled off the red ribbon. "I put it together myself. I had to shrink it in order to bring it here but I'll enlarge it when we get home."
She smiled at him, "If you made it then I'm sure I'll love it." When she pulled off the lid, she looked at him for an explanation. Lying on a bed of tissue paper was a minature grandfather clock. Instead of numbers to tell the time there was words such as "home", "work", "school", "hospital", and "traveling". There were four golden hands, three of which had a name engraved, one each for Molly, Arthur, and William and one blank one. All four hands were pointing to "hospital".
"It tells you where everyone is at all times," he explained. "Once this little guy has a name, I'll add his. If we ever have anymore children, we can add more hands for them, too."
"I love it," she gave him a quick kiss before kissing the baby's forehead. "What do you think about Charles for a name?"
"I think he would have loved having his nephew named after him," he looked down at he baby in his arms. "It's a big name to live up to. Do you think you're up to it."
The baby yawned which made his parents laugh, "I'm going to take that as a yes."
A few minutes later Arthur got up to let everyone else know about the arrival of Charles Robert Weasley. When he returned to Molly's room, Billy was in his arms. Billy grinned when he saw his mum, "Mama!"
She reached for her oldest son who very happily snuggled with her. Arthur picked up Charles from the bassinet he was laying in and joined Molly on the bed. Molly rested her head on Arthur's shoulder and thought to herself that she had never been happier than she was right now, surrounded by her boys.