"Bed rest! But Healer Sedgewick, I,"

"You need to be on bed rest Mrs. Weasley. At least until your next appointment."

"But-my husband- he's hopeless when it comes to cooking and cleaning- I can't possibly-"

"Mrs. Weasley, your child's health is at stake here. You need to be on bed rest. It's not uncommon for first time mothers to be put on bed rest you know."

"Healer Sedgewick, really, I'll go insane, I can't,"

"Mrs. Weasley, you can and you will go on bed rest. Now, if you don't mind I have other patients to see."

Molly sighed as she climbed off the examination table and headed for the floo. She couldn't believe Arthur had missed their healer appointment and now she had to teach him how to cook and clean. When she arrived at the Burrow she went directly upstairs to their bedroom.

"Molly?" Arthur called when he arrived home a few hours later.

"What?"

"Where are you?"

"In bed."

"What are you doing in here?" Arthur asked when he walked through the bedroom door.

"Arthur Weasley, you forgot about us."

"Us? What do you mean, love?" Arthur asked, his face screwing up in concentration.

"US! Me and the baby, you forgot about our healer appointment!"

Arthur blanched. "Was that today? I-I'm sorry Molly-girl."

"YES IT WAS TODAY! AND DON'T APOLOGIZE TO ME, ARTHUR! APOLOGIZE TO THE BABY! HE'S THE REASON WE WERE AT THE HEALER'S IN THE FIRST PLACE!"

Arthur crawled in bed beside his wife and leaned over her swollen belly.
"I'm sorry baby." Arthur kissed his wife's abdomen and then kissed her gently on the lips.

"Arthur, he's kicking. I think he forgave you." Arthur allowed his hand to drift down to her swollen belly and his face lit up as he felt the baby that was inside of his wife. "And for your information Arthur, I've been put on bed rest which means you have to cook and clean."

"Molly, I can't do that. I don't know the first thing about cooking."

"Arthur, you don't have a choice. I have to stay in bed unless I'm using the loo or eating."

"Molly-girl, I'll do my best."

"Good. Your first dish is pasta. That's the only thing I can tell you how to make at the moment. Then you're going to learn how to make breakfast and stew."

"Okay."
Later on that night, Arthur was snuggled up against his wife, one hand on her rounded belly.

"Molly, I'm really sorry about missing the healer appointment today. I guess I lost track of time."

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean to and you're a fairly good cook."

"Thank you." He leaned over and kissed her. When he went to pull away, Molly put her hands on his head and pulled him closer, darting her tongue into his mouth and he began stroking her hair. "Molly-girl, are you sure we can do this? I mean-" He asked when he felt her beginning to unbutton his pajama shirt.

"'Course we can. We can do anything we want to. Healer Sedgewick told me."

"But I don't want to hurt you, or the baby."

"You can't hurt me or the baby, silly. Now make love to me."

"But Mol, this" he said resting a hand on her middle, "wasn't exactly there before."

"All you have to do is get creative." She said, smiling mischievously. He quickly removed her nightie and moved so he was on top of her. She slid her hands inside his shirt, and it fell off his shoulders. She then removed his pajama bottoms and experienced the magical feeling of his almost naked body next to hers. He removed her panties and she gasped as his hands slipped between her thighs. He allowed her to remove his boxers, and he stopped breathing when she burrowed her fingers downward, holding his erect manhood. She stroked him, fondled him and he thrust against her warm hands. She expertly moved her hand up and down his manhood, and rubbed her thumb across his pulsing head, reveling in his groans.

"Baby, open for me." Arthur begged, knowing he was close to losing it if he didn't enter her soon. She maneuvered her legs wider and she gasped as he gently entered her.

"Arthur," Molly moaned, digging her nails into his back as he began kissing her breasts, pulling her nipple into his mouth over and over again to suckle hard. They quickly brought one another to climax and he shuddered as he pumped his essence into her. He flopped down on the bed next to her, pulling her close and kissing the damp skin of her neck, shoulders and throat. Minutes later she was asleep and he drew her to his side, allowing her to rest in the crook of his arm.