* The Arrival *

Sundays at The Burrow were always a joy. It was a time for family reunions, introductions and announcements. Almost every member of that family had shared very important news with the rest, and the new generation wasn't any different. It started with Belle and Teddy, the eldest of the kids, and their birthdays, and soon the other ones followed. Hogwarts letters, OWLs and NEWTs results were celebrated as well as graduations, jobs and engagements. This particular Sunday they were all eagerly waiting for the newest addition, which had just arrived late in November.

"What time did they tell you they would be here, dear?" Molly asked one of her daughters-in-law.

"Soon, Molly. They have been home with the baby for nearly a week. They're still trying to adjust." Hermione answered as they heard a 'pop' and two people appeared.

"Hi, nana! Granny Molly!" The almost 10-year-old blonde girl greeted, running to them. Hermione smiled and hugged her eldest grandchild. She still couldn't believe how much the little girl has grown. The chimney lit up, turning flames into green and another girl walked out of it, helped by her father.

"Careful, Lizzie." Adam said, then kissed the 6-year-old's head. Lizzie smiled and ran to her sister. The second time the floo entrance lit up, they all heard an unmistakable cry. Molly's face lit up and she left whatever she was doing in the kitchen to go and welcome the newcomers.

"They're here!" She shouted to the rest of the family as her eldest granddaughter, helped by her husband, was sitting on the couch and cradled the little baby in her arms. Lizzie and Amelia ran to them immediately.

"Is she hurt, mommy?" Lizzie asked, deeply concerned about her new sibling. Belle shook her head and smiled at her lovingly as the newborn was starting to calm down.

"She just inhaled a bit of floo powder, sweetheart, but she's ok." The young woman reassured her. Lizzie smiled and nodded.

Everybody gathered around the young family on the couch and admired the new addition that rested comfortably in her mother's arms. She had light, reddish hair and big, brown eyes.

"She's so precious!" Molly exclaimed, beaming with pride.

"Like a porcelain doll." Lilly exclaimed.

"What did you name her?" Fred asked.

"Margaret Josephine." Belle answered as Adam kissed the baby's head.

"But we call her Meg." Lizzie announced.

"Like the eldest sister in Little Women." Amelia added.

Hermione looked at them.

"They asked where I got the name from, so I showed them the book and we've been reading it since then." Belle explained. Hermione nodded and looked at the baby in her daughter's arms. Out of the three, she was the one who looked more like Belle, and Hermione couldn't help but remembering when she herself was there getting home with baby Belle for the very first time:

*Flashback*

They had been in the hospital for a month and finally healers had told them that Belle was well and ready to go home. Hermione couldn't help but smile with pride and look at the little girl laying on the changing table. She really was a miracle, as everyone said. When she arrived, she was pale and tiny. Now her cheeks were rosy, her hair was longer and bushier (much to Hermione's like) and she was strong and bigger.

"Ready to go?" Ron asked from the door. She picked little Belle up carefully and held her close to her breast. She turned around, looking at him, and nodded.

"Have you floo called to tell everyone?" She asked, walking to him. He shook his head.

"Better if they don't expect it, otherwise mom will make a big fuss about it." He explained.

"Knowing your mother, she will make a big fuss about it either way." She said as they walked to the floo entrance. Ron decided to go first so he would catch them if they needed it. As soon as he was gone, Hermione took a deep breath and looked at the baby in her arms. "This is it. We're finally going home, sweetheart." She said. The baby stirred up a bit and looked at her. Hermione smiled, kissed her daughter's head and walked in the chimney. A while later, she was landing in the Weasley's living room and Ron gave her a hand as she stepped out of it. Little Belle stirred, coughed and cried. Hermione laid her over her shoulder and patted her baby's back softly. Ron quickly placed his hand on top of Hermione's and looked at the baby, worried.

"Is she alright?" Harry asked, concerned, as him and Ginny got closer. Hermione didn't answer at first. She concentrated on helping her daughter breathe and calm down. A few minutes later, baby Belle stopped her crying and laid her head peacefully on her mother's shoulder.

"She's alright now. She just inhaled a bit of floo powder." Hermione explained as she sat on the couch.

Molly Weasley walked in in that moment, confused by the commotion."What in the name of Merlin is...?" She asked before she saw the four friends there. When she noticed Hermione sat on the couch holding a little bundle of blankets, she placed her hands on her mouth, smiling, tears forming around her eyes. Ron smiled at her.

"Belle inhaled a bit of floo powder, but she's ok. The healer told us it might happen." Hermione explained.

"Which is why we should have apparated instead." Ron told her.

"No way, Ronald! Apparition is too risky and she's way too young. There's no way in this life I'm going to risk my daughter's life again!" Hermione retorted. Ron was about to reply to this when his mother cut in.

"Why didn't you say anything about coming home?"

Ron's face turned pink.

"I'm sorry, Mrs Weasley. We didn't know about it until the healer told us she was allowed to leave St. Mungo's, and we didn't want you to bother with anything." Hermione explained as Molly got closer to them.

"Bother?! My first granddaughter is finally home! It's not a bother at all! I better floo call Arthur and tell him... And Percy! I expect them to arrive early for dinner. Oh! And I must owl Bill and Fleur immediately and start off with dinner!" She started. Everybody looked at her and laughed at her joy.

"Before that, would you like to hold her, mom?" Ron asked.

Hermione got up and placed the baby carefully on Molly's arms. The woman had the biggest smile on her face, and Hermione was happy about it. They had suffered so much in the last year, especially the previous month. They deserved some happiness.

*End of flashback*

"Can I hold her now, mommy? Millie held her this morning and I didn't." Hermione heard Lizzie complain.

"Let Auntie Rosie hold her first. She's her godmother." Belle said as she gave the baby to her sister who was looking at her with tears in her eyes.

"Really? Me?" Rose asked, surprised, as she took the baby in her arms.

"Only if you want to. We couldn't think of anyone more fitting for the job." Belle said, smiling. Rose nodded, beaming, and everyone congratulated her and gathered around to see the new arrival. Sundays were always a joy at The Burrow, and this one was no exception.

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