It seemed like an ordinary Sunday Weasley brunch. The air was fresh, the skies were blue and the June weather was warm and nice. As per usual, most of the Weasley family was outside, even the little (and not so little) ones. Ron was engaged in a conversation with Harry, George and Bill; Angelina, Audrey and Ginny were laying the table while Molly and Fleur prepared the food in the kitchen; Arthur was looking at some muggle device Hugo was showing him while the rest of the grandchildren either talked or played games. Rose and Scorpius were talking and holding hands in one corner while Hermione doted her granddaughters, 9-year-old Amelia and 6-year-old Lizzie, and told them some sort of story. Belle was just sat on a chair looking at them. It did seem like any other Sunday brunch at her grandparents', but for some reason, she felt it different. Perhaps it was because she knew what her little sister and her boyfriend were actually talking about, or perhaps because she herself was feeling quite odd that day. Just as Teddy and Victoire arrived, Rose and Scorpius faced all the family, bright smiles on their faces. Silence enveloped the table and everybody looked at them, expectant.
"Well... Now that you're all here... Scorpius and I have something we want to tell you." Rose started, her cheeks as rosy as her flowersake's petals. The young lovers looked at each other, smiled and giggled, and then looked back at the family and said at the unison: "We're engaged!"
Everybody got up and went to congratulate them with hugs, kisses and good wishes.
As Belle was standing up to go to them, a rush of queasiness enveloped her and she suddenly felt really weak. Her knees felt wobbly and she felt light-headed, and everything just started to fade...
She woke up a few minutes later in her father's childhood bedroom. Her husband Adam was sat next to her, a worried look on his face. Her cousin Victoire was at the other side of her, wand in hand as she performed some checking spells. After all, she was a skilled healer in St. Mungo's. Belle just looked at her, trying to read her face. Victoire looked at her.
"Welcome back, beauty! How are you feeling?" She asked.
"Like I'm going to be sick anytime soon... and I haven't eaten anything yet." Belle answered as she tried to sit down, but Adam stopped her.
"You haven't eaten breakfast either." He added. Victoire looked at him as Belle glanced at him.
"Because I couldn't keep anything down!" Belle retorted.
"It's not the first time that happens this week. Or the week before that." Adam recalled. Belle huffed. "And you haven't been sleeping that well, apparently, because you're tired a lot." He added.
"Well... There's a reason for all these." Victoire started before Belle could say anything. The couple looked at her. "You're 14 weeks pregnant." She announced. Belle sat up instantly and she and Adam looked at her, shocked, then they looked at each other.
"But we didn't..."
"It must have been..."
They said at the same time, then laughed and hugged and kissed each other.
"So, I'm guessing congratulations are actually in order." Victoire said, smiling. The couple looked at her.
"We haven't been trying or talked about it. Not after that time. And now..." Belle started, placing a hand on her barely round stomach.
"For what I could grasp with the spells, everything looks fine. But still, you have to see your healer. Want to know what you're having?" Victoire asked. Belle and Adam looked at each other, smiling.
Rose knew something was going on the minute Belle stepped into the garden. She looked different, like glowing. And she realised exactly what it was when her sister grabbed a glass of pumpkin juice instead or her usual gillyweed. Rose went to her sister and grabbed her by the elbow, taking her back inside.
"Are you announcing it today too?" Rose asked. Belle looked at her , confused.
"I'm sorry?" She asked.
"Are you telling everyone today or do you still have to wait?" Rose asked. Belle looked at her and then it started to sink in.
"Well... I... I just..." She stammered.
"You're not that far along yet?" Rose asked.
"I'm 14 weeks, actually. Wait! How do you know?" Belle asked.
"You fainted, and you're drinking pumpkin juice. AND you have that glow... the one you had with the girls." Rose said. Belle blushed and looked down. "So, are you announcing it today?" She asked. Belle shook her head. "Why not?" Rose asked, kinda shocked.
"We just found out, and... I wouldn't do it. It's your day. I'm not stealing your thunder." Belle said. Rose sighed, and Belle could see she was actually... disappointed? No, she must be wrong. It must be relief.
"I thought you were going to. I mean, it's a happy news." Rose said.
"But it's YOUR day." Belle remarked. Rose shrugged and smiled.
"We can share it." She said.
A while later, Adam and Belle were standing in front of the family were Rose and Scorpius had stood earlier that day. Everybody looked at them, expectant.
"My sister and her husband want to show you all mine and Scorpius' first engagement gift." Rose announced.
With a flick of his wand, Adam made an image appear in the air. It looked like a black and white picture that resembled a sonogram. Seconds later, Belle waved her wand and a fine pink line emerged from it, writing in a neat handwriting the words: "Margaret Josephine - joining the Weston Weasley clan earlier next Winter." Everybody shouted of joy and went to the couple to embrace them in hugs, kisses and greetings as they did with Rose and Scorpius.
It started as an ordinary Sunday brunch, but it got so much better than that.