Molly hummed along with the wireless as she prepared lunch for her boys, thinking back to the celebration she and Arthur had had for their tenth wedding anniversary. Arthur had put in for the day off, and the two of them had spent the day with the children before Arthur had treated her to quite a romantic evening. Molly broke out of her reverie when she felt two arms encircle her waist and a head on her shoulder.

"Arthur Weasley! Why do you insist on sneaking up on me like that?" She asked, nearly dropping the sandwich she was preparing.

"I didn't mean to scare you, love," he apologized, kissing her shoulder.

"What are you doing home so early? I wasn't expecting you until much later."

"Things were slow today, and as it is such a beautiful day, I thought that I would come home and spend some time with my lovely wife and my little boys. Where are the little buggers?"

"In the sitting room finishing up their morning lessons so after lunch they can go outside and play for a bit. Did you get lunch at work?"

"No, I knew you'd have something made." He commented, snitching a sandwich off the stack.

"Go round up the boys, Arthur." Molly said, shooing him out of the kitchen.

"All right, all right," he said retreating to the sitting room.

Within a few moments, he had the boys settled around the table and he helped her cut the boy's sandwiches into bite size pieces for them to eat, before kissing her cheek and sitting down at the table himself. When everyone was finished, he took his boys outside to rough house a bit and maybe play a makeshift game of Quidditch.

"Arthur,"

"What, Mol?" He asked, as he was following his sons out the back door.

"Will you please make sure Percy keeps his clothes on? For some reason he likes to go around starkers and I don't want him to get sunburned."

"Yes, dear." He replied, kissing her quickly.

Molly decided that while the house was quiet and temporarily childfree, she would tidy up a bit, and maybe settle down for an afternoon nap.

"Molly, get up, where's the burn cream?"

"What?"

"The burn cream. You know for sunburns? We need it."

"It's in the pantry dear, third shelf, with all the other potions and medications." She replied groggily, rolling over into the couch. When her husband's words had sunk in however, she immediately switched to Medical Mum mode. When she entered the kitchen, it was full of what looked like over-cooked lobsters with a large amount of red hair and human limbs.

"Arthur Weasley, would you mind explaining to me what happened to you and our children?"

"I told you, Hon, we got sunburned."

"That," she said pointing to their very bright red skin, "IS NOT A SUNBURN! YOU'RE ALL BURNED TO A CRISP!"

"Mol, calm down, you'll scare the twins."

"I DON'T CARE, ARTHUR! I TOLD YOU TO KEEP AN EYE ON THEM AND MAKE SURE THAT THEY DIDN'T GET BURNED, BUT YOU COULDN'T EVEN BOTHER WITH SUNBLOCKING CHARMS?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think…"

"I'M VERY MUCH AWARE OF THE FACT YOU DIDN'T THINK ARTHUR!"

"Boys, go on upstairs to your rooms while I have a talk with Mummy." Arthur said, herding his children toward the stairs. The boys quickly climbed the stairs; glad to be out of the way of their mum's wrath.

"Arthur, you're not making my job any easier, you realize that, right?"

Slightly puzzled, Arthur pulled her into his embrace before answering. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, now I'm going to be rubbing burn cream all over five little boys for the next two hours."

"I'll do it, Mol. I should have made them keep their shirts on."

"What about Percy? I saw him completely starkers. You said you'd make sure that he kept at least some of his clothes on. The poor dear isn't going to be able to sleep."

"They're all troopers, a little sunburn isn't going to hurt them too bad." Arthur commented, trying to make light of the situation before him.

"You're right. I overreacted a bit. As you always say, boys will be boys."

"That's right."

Molly smiled softly, letting out a content sigh against her husband's chest. It was a smile Arthur knew well, and he thought she had something to tell him.

"I know that smile and that sigh, Molly. Are we expecting again?"

"We are. Healer Sedgewick said to expect him in late February but with our track record, I've got my money on early March."

"You're the most wonderful woman in this entire world, Mollywobbles. I can't believe I'm becoming a father."

"You're already a father Arthur, and you're a very good one, I might add."

"I know that, but it's different every time. No matter how many children we have, the miracle of you protecting a baby inside your womb for nine months and giving birth to a beautiful child, will never cease to amaze me." He said, kissing her softly.

"Speaking of miracles, I believe this one was conceived on our anniversary." She replied, hugging her husband close before taking one of his hands in her own and placing it on her abdomen.

"I thought we had made baby, and I was right," he quipped, massaging her abdomen with his fingertips.

"Stop it, Arthur. We need to tend to the others."

Arthur wrapped an arm around her shoulders and grabbed the tub of burn cream allowing her to lead the way to each of the boy's bedrooms. After everyone had been treated, including Arthur, they had a quiet dinner and the family spent some quality time together in the sitting room.

"Boys, your mother and I have an announcement," Arthur said, causing his sons to settle in a circle facing their parents in front of the fireplace where Molly was resting against her husband.

"What is it Daddy?" Percy asked sitting down next to his father while Arthur put an arm around him.

"Do you want to tell them dear?"

"Go ahead, Arthur. I told the most important person, you can tell the children."

He took a deep breath and looked at his children. "Boys, you're going to have a new sibling."

The boys were quiet for a moment until Bill spoke, as if speaking for the group. "As in a new brother, Dad?"

"Yes, Bill but he won't be here for a while." Molly answered, addressing the room.

"We know, Mum. Will we be able to feel the baby kick?"

"Of course," she answered with a soft smile. "When he begins kicking that is. Right now he's too small to kick." The two parents answered a series of questions from their sons until Molly noticed the younger ones yawning, and shooed them all up to bed.

"Mumma?"

"What is it, Perce?" Molly asked, looking towards the stairs.

"I can't sleep, I hurt."

"I know sweetie, come here." She said gently, getting out a Sleeping Draught to give to her son to help him sleep.

"What is that?" He asked pointing to the cup she had filled with potion.

"A mild sleeping potion. It will help you sleep so your sunburn will heal faster, dear."

Percy gladly took the cup from his mother, and Molly was shocked when her son fell asleep before he could hand the cup back. She reread the instructions on the potion bottle, and realized she had just given Percy an adult dose instead of a child dose. Silently cursing herself, she carried Percy to his room and tucked him into bed before contacting St. Mungo's, where a mediwitch assured her that Percy would be all right; he would just sleep for an awful long time. After she made her way to her bedroom, and tucked herself in to bed, Arthur rolled over and nuzzled her neck.

"What do you want Arthur?" She asked, exasperated.

"I'm not allowed to show you some affection when you come to bed?"

"Arthur, leave me alone. I'm pregnant, I need my sleep and right now I'm feeling extremely guilty for giving Percy too much Sleeping Draught."

"Oh, all right then. Good night and sweet dreams my Mollywobbles." He said, whispering in her ear before kissing her cheek.

"Good night Arthur." She responded, rolling over to stare at the wall.

The next morning when Percy didn't appear at the breakfast table, Molly's guilt intensified, knowing that it was her fault. As it turned out, Percy slept for an entire twenty-four hours, and was ravenously hungry when he awoke. From her experience, Molly vowed to never, ever, give her children a dose of medication without reading the instructions at least twice.