Chapter Four:

The Big Move

Sunday came, the day of the move, and for the annual dinner at Bill's. It had officially been seven days since Ginny had become both a widow and single parent, and it still hadn't really sunk in, because she needed to stay strong for the boys, and crying wasn't strong.

Harry and loads of family members arrived around eight, ready to move boxes, the few furnishings, etc. Harry and Ginny both had cars, Harry because of the muggle neighborhood, and Ginny because of the kids. Once again after each car had made two trips the Weasley's and Potter had finished. They each had a quick lunch at there own homes, Harry and the Weasley-Malfoy's at Grimmauld Place, along with Jotly, who was officially Ginny's.

They walked into the home, whose secret keeper was Minerva McGonagall, and were greeted by Dobby, Harry's house elf, whom was paid the amount of 3 galleons a month, with Sunday's off. "Good afternoon Master Harry Potter, Mistress Ginny Wheezy." He said bowing to each of them.

"Dobby…" Harry warned, "Harry and Ginny. You know the rules. Dobby, as you know Ginny and her boys are going to be living here for a while, you remember the boys: Draak, Andreas, and Charles, and this here is Jotly. She will be living here as well." House elves, though you did not have to pay them, had the freedom to stop serving a family, and that was much better than before, especially for cases like Dobby's had been. "I believe the second half of the basement is still unused and in good condition?"

"Oh, yes, Mas-, yes Harry. All ready for Jotly, it is, sir." To Jotly he said, "How is Miss Jotly? Good, hopefully. Mister Harry is a good wizard, oh yes he is, he treats Dobby well, like an equal he does!" Jotly giggled. Giggled? House elves can giggle, thought Ginny.

"You can show her around, if you would both like, Dobby. I can get lunch." He said to Dobby. Dobby looked at him with his big, wide, eyes.

"Yes Mister Harry." Now it was Ginny's turn to giggle. That elf would never stop; she didn't know who was more stubborn, Dobby or Harry.

Harry looked at her incredulity and just shook his head. "Hungry, boys?" He asked.

"I'm starved Harry!" Draak exclaimed, "What's for lunch?"

"Draak, remember your manners!" She scolded.

"Lighten up Gin. Ron was like that too. He's just a growing boy." Harry told her. She snorted.

"Excuse me!" She held her mouth in mock horror, "I do not wish for my sons to take after Ron in any way!" They both laughed, and then Ginny felt guilty for laughing without Draco. Was that allowed, she wondered? It didn't seem right. Harry noticed her mood change.

He said, "Listen, why don't you go show the boys there rooms while I fix us some lunch." She looked from him, to Draak, to Andreas.

"I have a better idea, why don't I make lunch and you can go show the boys the upstairs, I think they'd have more fun with you. Not, that I want to push them on you, but I feel that I am much more competent in the kitchen."

"Alright then," He looked flabbergasted. "C'mon boys!" He held a hand out for each of them. They got a few feet and Harry changed his mind, it would be easier to just carry Andre, so he picked him up and started on the stairway. He showed both of them their rooms and pointed our Mummy and Harry's rooms incase they needed them. Draak decided that he wanted to be in Gryffindor, just like Harry, and be a chaser, like Ginny. Soup and sandwiches for lunch rapidly filled them all. After lunch they set to unpacking and making the house a home.

Around four o'clock

"Harry, I can't thank you enough for doing this. It makes me so relieved to know your watching out for the boys, there is no one I'd rather have watch over them, but I'm not feeling well, my back hurts. Since Charles is napping, do you mind if I go lay down for a while? The older boys can pretty much play with each other." Well, there is someone…. that man just happened to have died. Fat lot of good he'd done her!

"Of course not, go right ahead, you don't need my permission. Do you need anything, should I get one of the elves? It's not the baby is it? I can have the healer here in a floo." He asked worriedly. Gosh, Ginny thought, he's just like a first time father. Now that was a scary thought.

"No, Harry, I'm just a bit tired, that's all. No cause for worry. I'll be great in time for dinner. What time did Mum say we were to be there?" She asked.

"Six on the dot, don't be late!" He said with a Molly Weasley impression. She gave him a grateful smile and paced to her room.

Harry asked the boys what they wanted to do, they didn't know. Hmmm, what did he do with Norman, Lionel, and Lawrence, ahah! The backyard now had a spot cleared for flying! Would Ginny kill him? She probably would, but he was extremely careful, and if Hermione let him take her boys flying, he didn't see why Gin wouldn't allow it. "Have you guys ever been up on a broom?" He asked with a glint in his eye.

"No. Will you take us, please, please? I'm sure I can fly real good!" Harry laughed, whereas Hermione would've cringed at the improper grammar.

"A broom?" Andre asked skeptically.

"Yes Andre a broom. I'll take you guys up on one condition."

"What's a conkichen?" Harry let out a small chuckle.

"Con-di-tion means that you have to promise me something for me to take you flying, and my condition is that you do what ever I tell you when on the broom, got it?" Both boys nodded vigorously.

"Now, I know you both have seen cousins and aunts and cousins going really fast, but for today we'll go fairly slowly, just because it's your first time on a broom. Alright?" He was once again replied to with nods. "So let's go."

He got his Lightning Bolt 2010 from the shed and told the boys that Draak would be first and then Andre, and that each of them was to sit on the bench by the door and not to move an inch while his brother was up. Harry picked up Draak and sat him on the broom in front of him and started to hover just a few feet above the ground.

"Higher!" There was nothing like the thrill of a first broom ride. So Harry went a bit higher and started to accelerate, faster and faster. He just barely pushed 15 miles, but he could tell Draak loved it. He flew around for a few minutes, keeping an eye on Andreas, and then flew back to the ground. "That was wicked! Can I have a broom Harry?"

"Maybe Draak, when you're older. Yes, when you start Hogwarts I'll get you a broom, deal?" Harry asked him.

"Just like yours?" Draak marveled at the fact of having his own broom.

"Maybe you'll get one even better."

"You're the best Harry! Thanks a bunch!"

"Welcome, but you have to be good for Mummy and I." Harry compromised, and Draak grinned at nodded. "Are you ready Andre?" He looked unsure. "C'mon, I'll hold really tight and won't go too fast. I promise you won't fall." He did about the same as he had with Draak, maybe a little calmer, and in the end thought that he had enjoyed it just as much, if not more than his big brother. By the time they were all washed up and relaxed they only had half an hour before it was time to dinner. He introduced them to the TV. They explored and soon decided cartoons were the best invention to man, and Harry was glad as well, now they had something to do at his place. He heard a baby cry, and for a split second forgot why there would be a baby in his house. Deciding to go get Charlie, he walked through Ginny's room and picked him up.

"Hi little guy, hi! What's the matter, huh? Are you missing your mummy?" He turned to take him down to the ground floor, but met Ginny at the doorway. He blushed, "Morning Gin."

"Thanks, Harry, you didn't have to do that. I've already said that I don't want to be a bother and you all ways taking care of the boys will definitely a bother on your part." She reached for Charlie.

"I don't mind, honestly. I love the guys, and you deserve a break every once in a while. Especially now, you need to rest." The two adults started to head down the stairs, Harry still holding the baby. "Why don't you go get ready, while I hang with them for a little while, we have fun together, right, Draak?"

"Wicked fun, Mum!" He and his second youngest brother nodded.

She let a sad chuckle escape, "Alright, but you have to promise that if they become a handful to give them off to Jotly. Got it Harry?" She glared at him.

"Yes, Ginny, any problems at all, and I will shout for her. I promise." They both knew that he would do no such thing, but at least she didn't feel as guilty about it.

Ginny was ready in a record of twenty-two minutes and the five of them piled into Harry's car, which had had many wizarding safety features added to it for the sake of the children, and the fact that cars were getting increasingly popular with the wizarding community helped with the car safety. It made family travel much easier and less messy, compared to floo.

Harry couldn't help but notice that they looked like an average muggle family, a mother, a father, three sons, and all excited to have a baby on the way that should arrive in about six months. It made Harry wonder, was there such a family, or was it all a lie? Didn't every family have someone killed by some dark lord or dark lord follower? Granted, Draco had been the first killed in a long time, every one was still affected daily of the war and murders that had taken place nearly ten years ago.

"We're here," Yelled Harry in a sing song voice. Draak clapped for joy, Andreas made the cutest little smile in which he scrunched his nose and clamped together his front teeth and little Charlie simply giggled. They piled out of the car and went up to the front door, where they were greeted by Mrs. Weasley and Fleur.

"Ginny, my darling baby! How have you been dear?" Molly fawned over her daughter as Harry exchanged greetings with Fleur.

Even with almost four children of her own Ginny loved the feel of being in her mother's arms, "Just fine Mum. Harry's been great, and I don't think anything's quite yet sunk in with the children." Ginny used to confess everything, but after she'd married Draco they'd not been as close. "Let me go get Charlie, he's still in the car." She told her mum.

"Harry has him dear, so why don't you just come inside. Everyone but Hermione, Ron, and their kids are here. They should have been here ten minutes ago…but I know how it is. They certainly do have their hands full with all those children. You couldn't even imagine! It's such a nightmare keeping track of all of them twenty-four/ seven." Ginny glanced over to Harry. He was really good with the kids, and they each loved him to pieces. It hurt her to see that, while she was glad they got along and all that, but it still should have been Draco rough housing on the floor with the boys. In a way she almost resented Harry for being there when her beloved Draco was not. Then, of course, after feeling that way, she felt guilty, especially after all Harry had done for her and her children.

"Grandmum, where is Law and Uncle Ron?" Draak asked Molly as they all entered the magical household.

"They'll all be here soon sweetie, but for know why don't you go play with all your other cousins. They're out back with Auntie Tonks." He joyfully skipped out, Andre bouncing right behind. Molly laughed and turned to Ginny, "Andre is just like you at that age."

"Yes, she did follow us around an awful lot back then…"

Ginny recognized his voice immediately, "Bill!" She ran to him and engulfed him in a bear hug.

"Hey Runt. I've missed you too; you should come around more often." He flashed his teeth.

"Yeah, but I've been pretty busy since…" She couldn't say it.

Just that moment everyone and I mean EVERYONE walked into the living room. The kids and Tonks from outside, Ginny's brothers and sister-in-laws from the other room, and Ron and his family walked in along with Neville and Luna with their own two kids. It was certainly an accomplishment; the Weasley's managed to fit approximately 45 people into that house, let alone the living room! After they had all said hello to one another they headed to the backyard for dinner.

A/N: See, it got longer! Okay, I'm glad for any reviews, but it annoys me so much to get my hits cut in half between chapter one and two! I need to know what isn't any good so I can learn and make it better. Please let me know…By the Way the name 'Law' is a nickname for Lawrence, don't tell me it's not right, because I've called my own cousin that since I was a baby! Thanks for reading and even more for reviewing!