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Chapter 2
The Burrow
Emma's POV
"Charlie, let me carry something," I said irritated. "I'm pregnant that doesn't mean I'm incapable."
"No, you're carrying Eleanor. That's enough." He replied with a sigh.
At this point we were nearly to the door of The Burrow. Jack had been running though the snow ahead of us the entire time. "I'm just pre—oh, hi, Molly," I said as my voice rose slightly after noticing Molly in the doorway. 'Uh, oh! Hopefully she didn't hear us.' "How are you?"
"I'm fine, dear. Now come and get out that cold weather. Hello there Jack," She said happily, kissing him on the cheek. "And how are you my little Ellie," She cooed while taking Ellie from me.
"Oh, Jack. Honey, you're making a mess," I said unhappily. Jack was standing in the kitchen, soaking wet from the snow melting when we entered the warmth of the Burrow.
"He's fine, Emma, I'll clean it up in a bit. Arthur will get the floor wet when he gets home anyways," Molly said cheerfully.
"Momma, look Grandpa's home," He cried joyfully. He ran out of the door, ignoring my protests, as he went.
"Come on, Love. Let him go see Dad. We haven't been here in months," Charlie said as he walked in from the living room. Apparently, he had put our things up in the room we would be in and Molly was still cooing at little Ellie.
Through the window I could see Jack jumping into Arthur's arms as he spoke animatedly. 'Now, if only we can keep him quiet about the new baby, for a week.'
AN: sorry, it's short. Special thanks to Cassia4u for the review. More are welcome.