After half an hour of praising from the twins and a promise from Sirius and Remus that they would show them some memories of the Marauders at Hogwarts, Fred and George finally agreed to get off the floor and to allow the introductions to continue.
The Next to step out of the line was a petite girl with long cascading dark blonde hair and wide innocent indigo eyes. She was holding a teddy in one hand and a small, patched blanket in the other. She looked around nervously, unsure of what had happened and missing her daddy. When it became clear that she wasn't going to talk first, Tonks who was closest to her knelt in front of her and smiled warmly, changing her hair to the same colour of the girl's eyes, causing her eyes to widen slightly and for a small smile to appear on her face.
"I'm Tonks, what's your name?" Tonks asked quietly so not to startle her.
"Alice" She whispered barely audibly.
"That's a pretty name. Are you named after anyone Alice?" Tonks asked still in a soft voice.
"My nana." She said her voce gaining confidence.
"Is Neville your daddy?" Tonks asked, his mum been the only Alice she'd heard of and knowing he had named Frank after his father.
Alice nodded slowly her lip quivering.
"Hey, don't cry sweetie, when we've finished the introductions, we'll go get your daddy and bring him here."
"R-r-really?" Alice asked hopefully.
"Of Course, his grandmother is a member of the Order and knows where headquarters are Dumbledore will write your Daddy a note so he can get in, won't you Dumbledore? Tonks spoke soothingly before turning to speak to Dumbledore.
"Oh of course dear, I will fetch him myself" Dumbledore agreed before feeling small arms wrap around his thighs. Looking down he saw little Alice hugging his thighs, staring up at him with a beaming smile. Seeing she had his attention she thanked him, her smile never leaving her face.
"Thank-You Dumbly-Dore."
Then she shuffled back to the line smiling shyly and snuggling into Dexter who was sat on a two-seater couch which had been conjured earlier. Within seconds she was fast asleep, dreaming of seeing her daddy later in the day. Most of the women commented on how cute she was as Tonks asked Frank how old she was to which he replied with a simple five before the next child decided to introduce themselves.
"Scorpius is the next oldest but since he's still asleep I'll introduce him" said the young girl who had screamed at them earlier for doing something to Scorpius and Aquila.
"His name is Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy." Here she glared at everyone in the room, daring them to comment on his ancestry, no one did knowing that the girl had the Weasley temper, though some made faces at the sound of the name.
"He is five years old and his parents are Draco Malfoy and Astoria Greengrass-Malfoy. He has a two-year-old sister named Aquila who is currently in the hospital wing at Hogwarts and his mum is Pregnant with twins. His favourite colour is red."
Here someone snorted at the irony of the Malfoy's heir favouring such a Gryffindor colour. She continued as though she hadn't been interrupted though her voice increased in volume just a bit.
"When were older he said we are going to get married." She said smiling slightly at the idea of marrying the platinum blonde.
Most of the Weasley males shuddered at the idea of one of their own marrying the enemy whilst the girls found it cute that she wanted to marry her best friend."
"What's your name?" Molly asked to confirm whether she was a Weasley before the irate males blew their tops.
"Rose Weasley, nana." She answered smiling sweetly up at her.
The males groaned at this wondering which one of them had a daughter who wanted to marry a Malfoy. Not sensing the distress that most of the males were in, Rose continued excitedly.
"I love going to his mansion and we always play hide and seek, and I hide in the Library and he never finds me, so I get to read all the books."
Love to read books Molly thought looking from the little girl who was still talking to Hermione who she imagined would look just the same if at the age of five she had red hair and freckles. Then she looked at Ron who had the exact same eyes as the girl in front of her. Deciding to take caution out of the wind and confirm her suspicions she interrupted the girl as she took a breath.
"Your Ron and Hermione's, aren't you?" Molly asked knowingly.
She nodded as Hermione squealed throwing herself at the little girl.
"I've always wanted a daughter." she said whilst hugging Rose and then dragged her over to Ron who was currently in a state of shock.
It was unbelievable he got Hermione; he'd known she was the one since she had taken the blame for the troll incident, but he'd always assumed that she preferred Harry the chosen one Potter. But she had chosen him, lanky, poor Ronald Weasley with tons of freckles and hair that clashed with everything. They had at least one beautiful child who unfortunately wanted to marry a Malfoy, but it was probably just a faze and if not then he could deal with it.
Snapping out of his shock he spun around and grabbed hold of Hermione. Cupping her face in one hand and placing the other on her waist he lent down and kissed her passionately. Momentarily shocked Hermione froze before slowly wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back just as passionately her fingers fiddling with the hair at the nape of his neck.
After what seemed like forever but was only a few minutes they pulled apart panting heavily, megawatt smiles in their faces.
"I Love you," Ron whispered as he tucked a loose curl behind her ear.
"I Love you too," she replied, chewing her lip nervously as he took her tiny hand his larger one.
Still holding her hand, he knelt and hugged Rose telling her that he'd always wanted a daughter too.
Smiling at the family's interaction Molly decided that they should take a break as it was nearing dinner time, she then rushed off to the kitchen to prepare a meal.