Chapter 12- Family Fun

Aimee woke up early the next morning, courtesy of Katrina. When she was in the nursery feeding her, Harry had come in and told her to get Kat ready to go out.

"Where are you two going?" She asked Harry, who was standing in the doorway.

"We're all going to the Weasley's for the day." He answered.

"All?"

"Yes, that means me, Katrina and you. Did you get it that time or do you need me to say it again?" He smirked.

"Sorry, I'm just a little taken aback, thats all." She retorted, getting up from the chair and walking towards the changing table. Harry walked further into the room and leaned against the wardrobe.

"Why on earth would you be taken aback? I couldn't leave you here, you'd miss all the fun." After hearing these words, Aimee shot him a glaring look.

"I know what you're up to." He raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, you do?" He began to strode over towards her.

"Yes...you're scared to go alone." He stopped just in front of her.

"I don't think so..." He stated playfully.

"Oh, I do. You don't want to spend the whole day be yourself with them. You're nervous to be around them...and you want me there to..." She cut off.

"...to do what?" He said making gestures with his hands. She sighed.

"I don't know why exactly you want me there...but I know you're nervous..." She turned back towards Katrina who was staring up at her with big emerald eyes.

"Why are you standing behind me?" She asked, realizing that Harry hadn't left.

"Oh...well...it's a nice view..." He was immediately trampled with Aimee's slapping hands.

"You brute!" She yelled. "I know you didn't mean outside the window either. You can't save yourself with that excuse..." She pinned his hands to the wall and leaned against him. "So what do you have to say in your defense?" He was breathing heavily.

He didn't answer, and Aimee, realizing how close she was to him, already knew what he was thinking. No matter how many voices inside her head telling her that this was wrong on many levels could pull her head away. He leaned down slowly, so that their foreheads were touching. He raised his eyes so that they were looking straight at each other, and he kissed her, so lightly that she hardly realized he was doing it. This was the time that Katrina chose to scream, sending Harry crashing back down to earth. He hadn't meant for that to happen...heck, he didn't know that was going to happen. He quickly freed himself of Aimee's grasp and ran to the changing table, leaving Aimee bewildered in his wake.

"I'll take care of Kat, you just go get ready." He said stiffly. She couldn't speak, just turned slowly and walked out of the room to her own.

She didn't understand what just happened. He'd obviously wanted to kiss her right? He was the one that leaned over and did it...so why did he react like that. She wanted to cry, but didn't. She quietly slipped into a nice shirt and skirt, and did her hair.

After putting Kat into a yellow sun dress and matching shoes, The one that Mrs. Weasley made, Harry quickly carried her into his room and laid her down on his bed. He walked to his wardrobe and pulled out a green button up shirt and black slacks. That's not how he'd envisioned his first kiss with Aimee to be. He reacted like an idiot, like a child.

"I think your father is a big loser." He said, looking down at Katrina who was trapped between the folds of the comforter. She cooed softly at him.

"Yes, you're right..." He continued. "I should just stop thinking about her, then maybe I won't...be attracted to her." He finished buttoning up his shirt when Aimee knocked on his door and walked in.

"I'm ready." She said shyly. Taking one look at her, his knees became weak, and he could feel his face turn a deep scarlet.

"Alright...we'll be right down." She turned and left. "Or maybe..." He said to Katrina when Aimee had left. "I won't." He picked her up and began downstairs.

By the time they arrived, everyone else was already there. Aimee, who was carrying the baby, was told to walk behind Harry to avoid full blown mauling by everyone. Just as he had said, almost everybody got up from their seats and ran for Aimee...or in their case, the baby. She felt Harry's arm come firmly around her waist and pull her close to him. She pulled Kat closer.

"Okay everybody step aside, Grandma's coming through." The group parted, making a walkway for Mrs. Weasley. She was a short plump woman, and Aimee took a few seconds to take her in. Her hair was fiery red in lose curls that hung just above her shoulders. She smiled as she approached Aimee.

"Well dear, you must be Aimee. I've heard all about you..." Aimee slanted her head sideways and stared blankly at the old woman. "Oh look at her, she looks like she's just seen a hurricane pass through here, you people are animals." A few of the others gave a short laugh. Aimee broke from her coma only to realize that she was standing there clinging Katrina to her chest, and in a tight embrace by Harry's left arm. Her facial expression probably was doing her much justice either.

"You wouldn't mind if I held her would you dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked softly. Aimee couldn't speak, too embarrassed. All she could do was nod her head and hold out Kat for her to take. Mrs. Weasley hustled away, everyone trailing behind her, leaving Harry and Aimee quite alone in the kitchen.

"Man, have a kid and you're no longer the wanted one." He said smiling. He still had his arm around her, and for some reason Aimee didn't mind. She told herself it was the shock of being bombarded upon walking in the door, but she knew it wasn't true.

"Are you alright?" He asked her. She brought herself to speak.

"I think I'm fine..."

"You think?"

"No, no I am, I'm sure." She gave a little chuckle. "I've just never seen this many people in the same house before."

"Yes, I suppose there is a little more than normal." He let go of her waist. "Come on let's go make sure they're not plotting to keep her." Aimee followed him into the next room. Everyone was gathered around Mrs. Weasley and Katrina.

"She's got the Weasley hair." Said one man who was standing behind Mrs. Weasley.

"Of course she does, and I think she has Molly's nose." Said the man sitting next to Mrs. Weasley.

"That's Mr. Weasley..." Harry said. "And the guy behind them is George and his wife Carlie. They have four boys; Jon, Matt, Greg, and Jake. His twin brother Fred is over on the chair, with his wife Angelina. They have three girls and a boy; Lynn, Caroline, Lydia and Henry. Bill and his wife Fluer, they have two girls and two boys; Sara and Jane, who are twins and Ben and Arthur. Charlie and his wife are over there, they have no children, just themselves. And of course there's Ron, " He waved at Ron who was holding Kat now. He and Hermione are engaged."

"Wow, and all those people were Weasley's?"

"Yes, there's two more, but they're not here, so they're not important."

"Are they coming later?"

"I wouldn't plan on it." He said coldly. Deciding that this was a touchy subject, she changed it.

"And the other couple? Who are they?" She pointed to across the room at the couple next to the window, who seemed to be in deep conversation.

"Oh that's Remus Lupin and his wife Tonks."

"Tonks?"

"She doesn't like her first name, Tonks was her last name. Her first name is Nymphodora." Aimee couldn't help but giggle inside. Harry just smiled.

"Just call her Tonks."

"Alright." She said waving it off.

"They have four children. All my god children. Susan, William, Zachary and Lucy."

"You have quite a big family Mr. Potter." He turned and looked and the rather large group huddled around Kat. He smiled.

"Yeah."

"Must feel nice to have so many people who love you."

"Sometimes." He stated. She looked up at him, but he was looking away. He felt her eyes on him and turned to face her. "It's just a personal feeling." He said brushing away a stray hair from her face. Aimee didn't ask any further.

"Harry dear, will you round up the kids from the garden and tell them to get up here before we eat all the food." Mrs. Weasley called from the middle of the huddle. He waved an understanding and took Aimee by the arm.

The children were all outside tossing around old vegetables from the garden.

"What do you think you're doing?" Harry yelled to them. All little heads looked up at once, and the same wide grin spread across each dirty face.

"We were just playing Qudditch..." Greg answered.

"With vegetables?"

"Uh...yeah?"

"That's impossible." Harry said crossing his arms and tapping his foot.

"Who's that!" A muffled voice yelled out.

"Who said that?" Harry asked walking toward them.

"Me!"

"Me who?"

"Lucy!" At with that a little girl in a green jumper and red dress shoes pushed through the group. "She's very pretty." She whispered as Harry lifted her in the air. She was looking towards Aimee, who had stayed a ways back .

"Well she's new, so you all must initiate her." He said squatting down on his knees.

"What is initiating?" Jake asked.

"It means welcoming you twit." Jon answered.

"Well how do we do that?" Jake asked a little louder.

"Here's what you'll do..."

Aimee stood and watched Harry talk with the children. He seemed to be good at it. She'd never be able to hold a conversation with a child...she wouldn't know to talk about. What do you talk about with a child? She asked herself. She thought for a while and sighed. Oh well, you'll find out when it happens. She looked back down the hill. Harry had them all in a group...telling them something...

Her heart stopped when she saw each and every child look up at her. All of them grinning at her. Harry situated them all in a line and walked back and forth behind them and called her name.

"Miss Kenbrook! The children have decided to give you 10 seconds..."

"FIVE!"

"Oh, sorry...FIVE seconds to...uh...runaway!"

"What?" She said to herself.

"One...Two..."

"What is going on!" She yelled.

"Three...Four..." The children took their running positions.

"Oh my God..."

"FIVE! CHARGE!" And at his word all the children sprang forward up the hill. Aimee couldn't move.

"Get her!" Matt called.

"Yeah!" They screamed together.

"RUN AIMEE!" That seemed to wake her up, she turned around and ran.

She ran screaming around the front of the house. She saw Hermione who was standing at the food table. She quickly ducked behind her.

"What's all this!" George yelled out. Aimee left Hermione and ran around the tables ducking tree branches and flower beds, all of the children still behind her. She saw Harry walking towards the house. She quickly ran for him. He lifted his arms as if to say "This is your battle." but Aimee wouldn't take it. She ducked behind him just before the kids plowed into them, knocking them to the ground. Her screams, she realized turned into laughter as she felt little fingers tickling her. She rolled about the lawn laughing with them until Harry had to literary pick each child off of her.

"Alright kids, go eat, that's enough..."

"Are you alright?" He asked helping her up.

"Some how I don't think they decided to do that all on their own." She answered taking his hand .

"You'd be surprised what types of things goes on in their minds." Harry said. After they ate, Harry introduced Aimee to Susan, William, Zachary and Lucy.

"I like your hair." Lucy said shyly.

"I like your shoes." Aimee said back. Lucy smiled and clapped her feet together.

"Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny bought them for me. Last Christmas." Aimee could hear Harry's quick intake of breath. Ginny...

"Well they're very pretty shoes. Very good color choice." She winked and Lucy giggled.

"Red is my favorite color."

"Red is Lucy's only color." Susan stated. "In her world no other color exists."

"Uncle Harry when are we gunna come to your house?" Zach asked.

"Oh...whenever I guess."

"Could I babysit for you? That is when you go out I mean." Susan asked.

"Sure how about this Friday?"

"Where are you going Friday?" Aimee asked.

"We are going to the Leaky Caldron. Hermione and Ron are taking me...and you, out to dinner."

"What for?"

"It's my birthday."

"Oh..." She looked towards the clock.

"Perhaps we should be getting Kat home...she still needs a bath." She said hesitantly. Personally she was having a ball and didn't want to leave, and she couldn't think Harry wanted to pry away so soon either.

"Of course." He said simply. With some surprise Aimee watched as he kissed each of his god children and announced they'd be leaving. And even with protest Harry firmly stated that he needed to get Kat home. He pried (literally) Kat away from her admirers, and the three took leave.

After arriving home Aimee took Kat into the nursery and gave her a bath.

"You're getting big fast." She said lifting Kat up and wrapping her in a towel. "Before you know it you'll be talking..." Aimee gave a quick look around the nursery. "And you know what your first word will be?..." She whispered. "It's going to be Aimee..." Kat gave a little grunt and a gurgle. "Yeah, you like that word huh? Say Aimee...Aimee..."

"I hope you're not telling my daughter that her first word will be 'Aimee'." She turned startled by Harry's voice in the doorway.

"Don't scare me like that...I could have dropped her." Aimee said sternly. She could feel him walking towards her and stopping behind her. He swooped his arms around her and before she could breath again he'd taken Kat from her arms.

"Hey..."

"I hope you weren't saying that, because this baby's first words are going to be dada, and Quidditch."

"She's not going to be able to say Quidditch." Aimee stated angrily.

"Never under estimate Harry Potter's child." He said grinning.

"Oh that'll make one heck of a bumper sticker." She said.

"Was that sarcasm in your voice?" He asked in jest.

"Well you're going to have to leave so I can rock her to sleep."

"Maybe I wanted to rock her to sleep, you gave her a bath!"

"Well...you could have given her one..."

"But you've already done it."

"Because you're too slow." She paused staring him down.

"Oh, so that's how it is."

"Yeah...that's how it is."

"I'll have you know that I'm a very speedy person Aimee." He said monotone. She couldn't help but smile at the look he was giving her. He smiled back and settled into the rocker with Katrina in his arms and began to rock back and forth. Aimee decided not to leave just yet, so made her hands busy by folding the clothes she'd taken out this morning trying to find an outfit for Kat. She looked at Harry. His eyes were closed but she knew he wasn't sleeping.

"That's why you were nervous...because that's Ginny's family." He didn't answer. "Were you afraid they'd be different?"

"All my life I've been pitied. They never did though...I mean they did, but it was never an open subject. They've always just treated me like a son or brother. Now, I'm just pitied. By everyone. And it's not that they're different, it's that they think I'm different."

"Are you?" He sighed.

"I don't know." They sat in silence, until Harry placed Kat in her crib. He walked across the room to where Aimee was and took her hand. He lifted it up to his lips and kissed it.

"Having so many people who love you is great. But I only need one person to make me happy..."

"Ginny...?" He didn't answer, just took her hand gently, and lead her out of the room.

A/N: Sorry my computer was down for a little while, plus i was having trouble posting this chapter but it's here...finally...hopefully it won't take too long for the next. Enjoy.