A/N: Oh god, it's
been too long since I've fanfic'd. I had this almost done, but
then I went on a hiatus, and decided that the almost-done chapter
needed to die. So I've rewritten this a couple times, and I'm
satisfied with it now. While I'm here, I should update everything else before
I completely lose interest of FFN. :(
Disclaimer: I own everyone you've never heard of, except for Lucy Penhallow. She belongs to claudiastar, the author of Dear Charlie. (Go read that while you're at it. It's in my favorites.)
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Molly Weasley sighed contently. She sat beside her husband, at the head of the lengthy picnic table. It was their fiftieth anniversary. Her grandchildren were everywhere, on the lawn, in the trees, and if she wasn't mistaken, Teddy Lupin and Victoire were in the house, supposedly getting more forks. She drank in the scene as Arthur began to doze.
Minette was scolding her brothers Arturo, Fabian and Gideon, while they were in the trees, and she stood (tall) from the lawn, acorns scattered around.
Dory, Hyacinth and Romaine were playing tag, giggling, stumbling, and getting their dresses dirty, while their mothers Lucy and Hermione worried and sighed.
Norbert, Amelia, Rosie, James, and Albus were having an animated discussion at their own table at the other end of the lawn. From what Molly heard, Norbert had inherited Charlie's heaving laugh, and Amelia spoke with a slight Italian accent. Rosie looked like Ron, but acted like Hermione, while Albus was a miniature-Harry.
Lily and Fred sat at the end opposite to Molly, taking second helpings of more treacle tart. Lily ate neatly in contrast to Fred, who, like his namesake, ate as messily as a sniffler.
Doug, April, and Hugo were flicking bits of food at each other at another table, which discontinued after Olivia sent them a glare. The adults nearby- Bill and Fleur, Charlie and his wife Lucy Penhallow, Percy and his wife Maria Siriano, and George- laughed as the trio scampered away, clearly intimidated.
Gently, Molly nudged Arthur awake. "Mmm… y- es?" He yawned.
"Arthur… I just noticed, but only half of our grandchildren have red hair."
Arthur scanned the lawn, taking note of Victoire's strawberry blond hair, Minette's dark red, Arturo, Fabian, and Gideon's bright blond, Norbert's copper-colored hair, Amelia's almost-black curtain of hair, Fred's red-haired mop of curls, April's waves of a deep brown color, Hugo's bushy russet hair, and Al's jet-black hair.
Arthur smiled. "I knew that the gene couldn't stay dominant forever."
Endnote: Ahahahaha. PM me if you want the whole list of the second generation Weasleys. And when I made the list of them, it was exactly half of them that were red-haired.
Olivia Thomas is my OC, sister of Dean, wife of George. Why? Angelina only had eyes for Fred. :(
Romaine and Hyacinth are the three year-old twins (here) of Hermione and Ron. The way to tell them apart is that Hyacinth inherited Ron's blue eyes. Besides, someone needs to acknowledge Lupin. (Hence Romaine.)
Dory is the daughter of Charlie and Lucy. Guess her full name. C: ("Dora…")