Here is month eight... Wow, only one more month to go and then a little baby chapter! Yay... baby Ronnie! And just a warning... Molly is getting pretty emotional now.

I hearby disclaim Harry Potter!

Month Eight

"...DON'T INTERUPT ME WHEN I'M TALKING BILL!" Molly was screaming. "YOU'VE ALREADY DISTURBED ME AND THE REST OF US ENOUGH THIS AFTERNOON. YOU AND CHARLIE HAVE GOT TO LEARN SOME CONTROL BECAUSE I SWEAR IF YOU TWO MAKE ANOTHER SOUND I'M GOING TO-"

"Molly," Arthur said tentatively from behind her "Umm, darling?"

"AND YOU WILL NEVER BE ALLOWED TO-"

"Sweetie you-" Arthur stepped forwards timidly.

"BECAUSE IF YOU START A FIGHT FOR NO REASON AGAIN-"

"Molly, honey?"

"AND THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR PUNCHING EACH OTHER AND YELLING LIKE BANSHEES WHEN-"

"Mollywobbles," Arthur sounded almost pleading now.

"What do you want Arthur?" Molly growled, turning on him, her eyes wtill glowing menacingly.

"Bill and Charlie are scared Molly. I think they're ready to say sorry now." Arthur said softly, a worried half-smile on his face. Molly froze for a long moment, her short form radiating her fury. And then, as suddenly as the flurry of anger had begun, she let all her breath out in a little 'huff.'

"It's okay Molly," He whispered as all the fight slumped out of her. She titled dangerously as if she was about to fall over and he quickly folded her into his arms and kissed her forehead. Over her shoulder Charlie and Bill exchanged worried glances. In the doorway Percy was gaping at them and the twins had stopped nibbling their lower lips and were looking at Arthur in awe. He tried to look encouraging.

Then Molly burst into tears and the terror sprang back onto each and every Weasley boys' face. Arthur gulped, just as terrified. Molly wrenched herself from his arms and fell in front of Bill and Charlie before gathering them into her arms, sobbing. Bill patted her head awkardly while Charlie stood frozen, his mouth hanging open. They still seemed frightened.

"I'm s-so sooooorry boys," Molly wailed. "I di-di-didn't mean t-to yeeeeell..."

"Mum that's okay," Bill tried to comfort her, his terror fading into concern once he realised why Molly was crying.

"No it's noooot. Y-you didn't d-d-dooo anything and I y-yeeelled at you." She seemed really distressed as she pulled back and cupped a hand under each boys' cheek. "Look at you, m-my b-beautiful sons. You're so wonderful. I d-don't know what I'd d-do withoooout you."

Charlie grinned sheepishly and glanced at Bill for support, his arms still frozen at his sides. His older brother was suressing a laugh. Arthur found himself doing so as well. Molly's pregnancy was obviously having more effect on her emotions then any other so far.

"My babies, my dear little Weasley sons." Molly pulled them into a hug again and peppering each face with kisses. "Mummy's so sorry she yelled at you. Mummy didn't mean to be so mean."

Molly hiccupped and gave them one last squeeze before pulling back. Arthur darted forwards to help her up and Molly smiled tenderly at him as well. "Oh Arthur, what would I do without you?"

"I don't know Mollywobbles." Arthur answered, hiding his amusment as best he could and letting only his concern show. He didn't want to hurt Molly's feelings by laughing at her, especially in her emotional state. Molly yawned, her eyelids already drooping.

"Are you sleepy honey?" Arthur asked, sympathetic.

"Yes," Molly answered in a scratchy voice, worn out from yelling and crying. "Can I go to bed? Will you be able to look after-"

"I'll make tea, honey. You go and rest."

Molly reached up and stroked his cheek tenderly, planting a kiss on his lips and pausing a moment to look into his eyes. The she turned and wearily climbed the stairs. Arthur watched her until he was out of sight and then turned back to the boys.

"Wow Dad, how did you do that?" Bill asked immediately. Percy and the Twins had joined him and Charlie and gathered around Arthur, seemingly awed.

"Do what?" Arthur asked, genuine confusion in his eyes.

"Stoppa Mammy." George said in amazment.

"Yez, Mammy yells." Fred added, frowning in concentration. It was an adorable trait the twins had always shared, their ability to really focus on something if they wanted to, in a way most kids their age couldn't.

"And you thtopped her." Percy breathed, displaying his true amazment by slipping into a lisp. Recently Percy prided himself in trying to pronouce things right, and to slip up showed just how important he must consider this issue.

Arthur laughed, relaxing as he realised what they meant. "Oh boys, it wasn't that amazing that I stopped her. She was just letting off steam, this little sisiter of yours been hard for her, kicking all night."

"She's blo- umm, really scary." Bill stopped himself just short of swearing and looking up at Arthur as if begging for him not to notice.

Arthur raised his eyebrows but didn't comment on the slip up. Instead her said, "You've got to cut your mother some slack boys, she's just very emotional because of the pregnancy."

"Yeah, I know," Bill conceeded.

Arthur knelt down to their level and met each of their eyes, his voice gentle. "Hey, it's okay. You've been so good so far. I'm really proud of you guys,"

Charlie grinned and lurched forwards for a hug, his brothers quickly following. Even Bill joined in, rolling his eyes at his eyes at the enthusiasm of the other Weasley boys.
"I love you kids," Arthur said tenderly.

"Lavs you." The twins said in syncronisation. They burst into giggles and the hug broke apart.

"Now," Arthur asked, standing up and clapping his hands together, "Who wants to help me make dinner?"

And please review once again... the twins will "Lavs you,"