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Two Years and a half later
"George?"
A plum of smoke flew up into my face, causing me to cough and hack. "Down here!" I called, gasping for air.
I looked up at Melody as she came down the stairs, her arms crossed over her stomach. I smiled, taking off my goggles and pulling off my gloves.
We were married now . . . okay, okay, engaged. Melody had chosen to go back to school after the war, along with Hermione and Ginny. The three girls graduated together while Harry and Ron went to train to be Aurors like they had always wanted. While Hermione was training to teach Transfigurations and Ginny was off playing Quidditch for the Harpies, Melody was training under a Potions Master, something I never knew she wanted to do. She was good at it, I found out, though, and she was happy and that was all that mattered.
"What's up, love?" I asked as she came over and sat on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her on the cheek. "You're home early."
Melody hesitated for a moment before saying, "I passed out at work today."
"What? Are you alright? What happened?"
"I was rushing around, trying to get everything, you know, organized. I'm basically an intern, you know, and so Ornulus has me rushing around like a little errand girl. Plus, I was wondering how in Merlin's name I was going to get all my homework done tonight and I just sort of . . . collapsed."
"I told you that you worry to much. So, they just sent you home?"
"No . . . they sent me to St. Mungo's according to protocol."
"What did the Healers say?"
"They said that I needed to take a break, or if not that I needed to at least slow down or else."
"Or else what?"
Melody bit her lip as a slight smile came to her face. "Or else I could cause the baby some serious damage."
"Well, we wouldn't want that to – wait. . . . Did you just say –?"
She giggled. "Two months."
I laughed aloud, standing to my feet and pulling Melody with me as I twirled her around. Pausing, I kissed her, passionately and happily. "A baby," I said, softly.
"A baby," she said, nodding.
"You're not pulling your own sort of cruel prank on me, are you?"
"Of course not."
"Merlin." I paused, gazing into Melody's eyes. "You know what this means, don't you?"
"What?"
"We'll have to move the wedding up so that you'll still fit in your dress."
"Oh, George." Melody punched me lightly in my shoulder. "In another month I won't be horribly big."
"Depends, you know," I told her. "You could end up having twins."
"Will you still love me even when I'm as fat as a house?"
"Mel, I'd still love you even if you were bigger than Buckingham Palace."
She giggled, throwing her arms around my shoulders again. "We've got to go," I realized.
"Why's that?" Melody asked.
"We've got to get to the Burrow. If Mum finds out that we waited longer than ten minutes to tell her that her second and maybe third grandchild is on the way, she'll kill us."
Laughing, Melody tightened her grip around me as I Apparated to the Burrow.
I was happy and glad to be. Sure I missed Fred, the whole family did, and it still hurt every time his name was mentioned and my birthday and Christmas . . . but it was getting easier. Especially with Melody by my side. And with a baby and a wedding on the way, I couldn't have wished for a better ending.
A/N: Thanks for reading this story and the Prequel. You guys are fantabulous.