Author's Note: I would just like to give meldz a big shout out! I agree, Molly is a wonderful person. She pushes her children to be the best they can. As for your questions, I hope these are the answers you were looking for. Charlie and Hermione will be living together. I haven't decided how soon. They will house hunt together as you will see in this chapter. I will be having poll for baby names; it will probably be a couple chapters from now though. And you'll all have to wait and see who the godfather(s?) will be. Thanks again for asking those questions and sending a review!

Stubbyboardman13- I'm so sorry to hear that. It wasn't harsh at all! I love it when you guys review and correct me when I'm wrong. I certainly don't want to misinform someone about that. Thanks again for giving me that heads up!

And now, for what you've all been waiting for…

Thursday. 12 weeks. Lime.

I stumbled out of the fireplace in a flurry. I felt like I could crash any moment. Being a Healer is stressful, time consuming, and sucks all the pleasures you once had out of you. God, I missed sleep. It's only my first week and I feel like death. I've worked twelve-hour shifts for four days. I know, it doesn't sound like much, but when you're unprepared and used to a full eight hours of sleep, it can be a rude awakening. Luckily, I got Friday to Sunday off.

I trudged up the dark stairs. It's two in the morning. They all went to bed hours ago. I reached the landing and opened the door. I stepped into the still bright room and smiled. Of course he stayed up. I walked over to the bed and got under the covers. I learned the first night in to just bring pajamas and wear those home.

"Long day?" He asked me.

I sighed and closed my eyes. "The longest."

"Well, I don't want to take away from your relaxation days, but I was thinking we could look for houses on Saturday."

I opened my eyes and looked at him. He looked nervous about bringing it up. A smile slowly graced my face. "I would love to Charlie. Don't we have to make an appointment? Think they'll take us so late?"

He chuckled nervously. "See, I was kind of depending on you saying we would, because I already made an appointment."

I laughed and grabbed a pillow to hit him on the head. He easily deflected and grabbed my wrist. He slowly brought it up to his lips and gave it a soft kiss. It was his version of an apology. Damn, I can't even pretend to stay mad at him. I sighed and kissed his nose. I muttered a charm that extinguished the lights and rolled onto my side for sleep. Charlie came behind me and wrapped an arm around my expanding waist. I had been crashing in his room for the week. I just didn't have the energy to make it up to my room. Or so I told myself.

Saturday. 12 ½ weeks. Lime.

We made our over to the fireplace five minutes before our appointment starts. I adjusted the section above my bump before we stepped in. I was wearing a dark purple dress that ruched at the bust. It was short sleeve so I had on a black cover up. I had on some black flats. I managed to plait my hair to the side on my own.

I stepped in and threw the powder down. I whirled away in a green haze and landed in an unfamiliar fireplace. I stepped out and brushed my robes off while waiting for Charlie. Soon enough, he appeared and stepped out. He brushed himself off quickly and grabbed my hand.

We walked over to the reception desk and signed our names down. She gave us a curt nod and went back to her paperwork. We sat down and waited to be called. After five minutes of quiet talking, a man came down the hall and called Charlie's name. We stood up and followed the man down the hallway. He stopped at the fourth door on the right and led us in. We sat down across from him and waited to begin.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. I'm Drew, and I'll be your real estate agent while you look for houses." He said.

We blushed but didn't correct him on the names. He went through the basic preamble that most real estate agents go through. He seemed nice and polite. We should all get along nicely. Drew was a tall man with lanky limbs and pointed features. He has brown eyes and light sandy hair.

He turned to us and asked the most important question. "How much money are you able to spend?"

Charlie and I had discussed it. If we both pitch in, we can go up to 715,000. It would be tight, but we could manage.

We looked at each other and I turned to face Drew. "Our max is 715,000. Of course, we would be more comfortable in a lower price range."

Drew nodded his head. "That's a good budget. What all are you looking from? How many bedrooms and bathrooms? New or old? Fixer upper or move in ready? Country or city? What county?"

I sighed. There had been some little spats around some of these. "We want at least four bedrooms, at least two bathrooms, older, I prefer move in ready, I prefer the suburbs, and I prefer nothing further than Durham."

Charlie sighed and described his preferences. "I agree with everything until the move in ready part. I wouldn't mind fixing some things up, maybe personalize it. I prefer the country than anything else. And I don't want to get too far from my family. They live in Devon. So nothing further than Warwickshire."

Drew nodded his head. "That's alright. I'm sure we can find something that suits both of you." He said. He stood up and grabbed his papers. "I have some properties in mind. Why don't we go and check them out? Uh, Mrs. Weasley? Are you alright to apparate?"

I looked confused for a second before remembering. I looked down at my swell and back up. "I'm good. The healers said the first trimester is alright to apparate. They said I could go up to one week past the first trimester." I said while grabbing my bag.

He led us to the apparation point and side apparated us to our first destination. We landed on a gravel drive that led up to a two-story house. I looked around a saw no other houses. We must be in the country. The outside of the house needed work. I really hoped the inside didn't need it as well. We started walking and Drew began on the specifics of the home.

"Two-story, built in 1907, it has four bedrooms and two and a half baths. It has a big back yard and a deck with a pool. The inside does need some work. We are in Nottinghamshire. The current listing on this home is 630,450." He concluded as we reached the door.

We walked in and the entrance was cramped. We all just barely fit. The staircase leading up was dark and narrow. To the left was what I could only assume was the sitting room. It was small and had carpet that screamed 'I'm from the 70's!' We moved through the sitting room and into and equally tiny dinning room. It had the original wood, which I liked. There were no windows though. We moved through it quickly.

We opened a sliding door to the kitchen. The kitchen was terrible. The counters were mustard yellow with grime and grout out the arse. There was no refrigerator or stove. The sink was tiny and stained. The only good thing about the kitchen was that it led to an amazing back yard. It was big and spacious. It had a huge deck that opened into a fairly large pool. The rest of the yard was neatly trimmed with open space.

We headed back into the hideous kitchen and made out way back to the stairs. We climbed the stairs and grouped on the landing. The first door on the left was a small bathroom that only had a sink and toilet. Across from the bathroom was a small bedroom. So small, that it would be considered a workroom or nursery. We went to the next room and found it to be big and vaulted. It must be the master. It had an en suite bathroom.

The other bathroom was tight and cluttered. The other two bedrooms were small and old. One had a smell that no one could find. We exited the house and reviewed. Even Charlie thought it would be too much work. He also didn't like how far away it was from Devon. I didn't understand that. He could just floo or apparate to the Burrow.

We apparated to the next location. The house was big and newer. It hit the top of our budget though. It had five bedrooms and only two bathrooms. The kitchen was small for such a big house. It had two sitting rooms and a finished basement. The backyard was unimpressive. It was small and closed off. The house was in the city. The streets were loud and busy. The home was also in North Lincolnshire. Overall, the house was nice, but it didn't feel like a home we could spend years in.

We spent the whole day looking for homes. We stopped to grab lunch in North Yorkshire. In all, we must have seen thirty homes in one day. Some of them were amazing. They were exactly what I was looking for, but either lacked that certain feeling of contentedness or Charlie's approval.

We looked at houses as far as Hartlepool and as close as Swindon. None of the houses were 'the one.' Some of the homes were perfect but the location wasn't. Charlie and I didn't want a home in the city. We thought it would be too loud and busy.

We returned back to the Burrow in defeat. We were going back tomorrow to continue the search. I even got a call from work saying I had Monday off. If need be, we would look Monday as well. We entered the kitchen just as dinner was starting. We sat down next to each other and piled our plates high. About half way through, the dreaded question came.

"How was house hunting?" Ginny asked.

We both groaned and closed our eyes. "It was terrible. We saw some nice homes, but we couldn't agree on certain things. He wants a fixer upper in the country that's no further than Warwickshire."

Charlie huffed and gave me a look. "She wants a house that is move in ready that's in the suburbs and would be willing to go as far as Durham." He ground out.

Molly had been watching in amusement. She sighed and got our attention. "Why don't you try to compromise? Charlie, you can always floo or apparate here. You won't miss much. We have the clock. We'll know if you guys are alright. Hermione, Charlie is very handy. Besides, he'll be using magic to fix and redecorate things. Something that would normally take a week can be reduced to two days at most. As for country or suburb, try to find something in the middle. Something with a lot of land but closer to others."

I hated to admit it, but that sounded like a good idea. We both sighed and agreed with Molly. She always did know best. The rest of dinner passed without a hitch. Dessert was served and bellies were full. We all moved into the sitting room and sat in relative quietness. I was rubbing my belly when I thought I felt a flutter. I sat up straight and put my hands on my swell. I felt it again! It was this tiny little flutter. It felt light and almost like someone was tapping on my belly.

"What's wrong Hermione? Is the baby ok?" Charlie asked with concern evident in his voice. He pressed a hand to my belly as well.

I looked at him in excitement. "Everything is fine. I think I felt the baby move. Like it was shifting or something." I laughed when I felt it again. I pressed Charlie's hand to where I felt it. I waited for her to move. I felt it again and giggled. "Did you feel her?"

Charlie shook his head no. "I didn't feel anything."

Molly came up next to me and pressed a hand to my swell. We waited for her to move again. I felt it again and looked at both of them. "Hermione, I think it's still too early for anyone besides you to feel him move." Molly said.

Well, that's a bummer. I looked to Charlie. He nodded his head sadly. I looked to Molly again. "When will you guys be able to feel her?" I asked.

"We should be able to feel him kick and move around during your fifth month or so. It's different for every pregnancy. Bill was at the beginning of my sixth month. Ron was the end of my fourth month."

I sighed and looked to Charlie. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you or get your hopes up."

"It's fine love. I can wait a little longer." He said giving my forehead a kiss.

Ginny came over and sat next to me. "What does it feel like when he/she moves?"

"She."

"He." Charlie and I said at the same time

I rolled my eyes at Charlie and snorted. I'm still not giving up on my idea of having a girl. I grabbed Ginny's hand and placed it in my lap.

"It feels a bit like this." I said while lightly tapping the pads of my fingers on her palm.

Harry came over and stood next to Charlie. "How's my godson doing in there?" He asked.

I snorted and looked up at him. "In there? Is she in a crate or something?" I joked.

Harry blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "She's doing good. Killing my back, but other than that, great."

Molly chuckled knowingly. Bill came over and clapped Harry on the back. "That would be co-godson my good man." He said.

Charlie and I laughed. We both decided to pick our own godfather's. We couldn't decide between Harry and Bill. So, we chose both.

"I can't believe you didn't make me godfather Hermione." Ron grumbled.

We all chuckled at Ron's grumblings and carried on with our night. Soon, Charlie and I decided to head up for bed. I was still absolutely knackered from work. Besides, being pregnant is exhausting. I grabbed some pajamas and changed into them. I walked into Charlie's room and got into bed. He got in a minute later and turned the lights off. Sleep came quickly.

Monday. 12 ½ weeks. Lime

I sighed as we exited the latest house. It needed way too many updates and only had one and a half bathrooms. It was just an awful house. We had gone house hunting yesterday. We probably looked at twenty-five houses. Only one stood out. It had three bathrooms and three bedrooms. It had almost no yard though. The house was a bit small, but it was damn near perfect.

Drew took us to the second to last house of the day. We landed in a cute little cul de sac with five houses on it. They were all older traditional English homes. He led us to the big home on the right with a plaster exterior and a brick entrance. The home was big and had many windows. The front yard was medium sized and the grass was neatly cut.

"This home is two-story, and built in 1893. It has six bedrooms and seven bathrooms. It has a finished basement and an in-ground pool. There is room to add a deck. You are on an acre and a half of land in the back. We are about thirty minutes south of Manchester. And the house is listed for 705,550"

We entered the home and immediately noticed the original wood floors. The walls had a new finish and the windows were newer. We made our way into the large sitting room. The room was big and had natural light pouring in from the French doors to the stone patio outside. The yard was huge and had a giant pool. The sitting room is connected to the kitchen.

The kitchen is big and has vaulted ceilings. The cabinets are white with black granite counters. The floors are black and white checkered marble. The kitchen had a peninsula that seated six. We moved to lounge/dinning room. The lounge had a giant sectional with plush chairs and an enormous entertainment center.

The dinning room had a rectangular table that could seat ten. Above the table was an intricate chandelier that had tiny stones of quartz hanging from it. The dinning room had doors that led to a music room. It had a desk and bookcases in it though. It was more of a study.

We head back into the lounge and through the doors. We found ourselves in a conservatory. It was all windows and had lounge chairs looking onto the fantastic yard. It had a light white carpet that made the room feel bigger and more airy.

We head back to the sitting room and down the hall to view the bedrooms on the main floor. Each room is spacious and has its own en suite. We see a small bathroom on the main floor as well. There's a library that is stacked floor to ceiling with bookcases. The library has comfy looking furniture.

The upstairs holds two bedrooms and two bathrooms. The master bedroom is big and airy. It has an en suite the size of the Weasley's sitting room. It has it's own dressing room with closets that could hold four people's clothes. The bedroom next to the master is the smallest in the house. It would make for an excellent nursery. It is still big enough to grow with our child.

We head back downstairs and into the basement. It has a bedroom and en suite bathroom. The bedroom is a fair size. It has two windows and a big closet. We head back upstairs and to the sitting room. We head out the French doors and we explored the backyard. It had a shed all the way in the back. The garage is still visible from the yard. The pool is big and clean.

Drew shows us a guest suite. It has a large bedroom and a large bathroom. We head back to the stone patio and into the house from the conservatory. The house is amazing. I look around and I can see myself chasing little gingers all over the place. I can see myself watching TV with my kids and Charlie. I can see teaching the kids how to swim in the pool. I can see myself getting dresses in the mornings and checking on the baby. I can actually see myself living in this house. I turned to Charlie with wonder in my eyes.

"Charlie, I think I'm in love with this house."

He turned to me with pure bliss. "I think I am too."

I squealed and hugged him with all my might. We broke apart and I grabbed his face with my hands. I stretched up and gave him a passionate kiss. He kissed me back with as much vigor. We broke apart and touched our heads together. We jumped when we heard a throat being cleared.

"So, does this mean you'll put an offer in? It just came on the market today and there are no other bids. If you bid in full, you can probably get the house today." Drew said.

"Put a bid in for us." We said at the same time.

We looked at each other and around the sitting room. This is where we belonged. This house is perfect for us. This house can grow old with us. This house will have our grandchildren in it. We can make memories in this house. We can make memories as a family here. I can't wait to get started.

Author's note 2: Thank you so much for the reviews! They make my day. I just wanted to post a chapter before the weekend. I won't be able to update during the weekend; so, I decided to just do it now.

Author's note 3: Keep sending reviews for the gender of the baby. I'll probably ask for names next chapter. Don't forget to review!