This is my real entry to Morning Lilies' Forgotten Family Competition. I urge you to go read some of the other entries. They are all really good!
In 2070, Percy Weasley had retired. His kids had their own jobs and kids now. He spent most of his days reading.
In 2070, Audrey Weasley fell ill and passed away a month later.
At Grandma Audrey's funeral, Great-Aunt Fleur told us a story of the best moment they'd shared. It went a little like this…
It was Christmas 2001. Teddy was three. Victoire was two. Audrey's due date for Molly had passed already and she'd had to argue with her doctor to let her come that day. Fleur had only months to go before Dominique popped out.
The pair of pregnant women couldn't take the commotion of the Weasley Christmas party after a while. So, making an excuse of putting Teddy and Victoire to sleep, they slipped upstairs and, after putting the kids to sleep, sat in the hallway outside of one of the bedrooms that had been converted into a nursery on chairs that Fleur had dragged out for them.
"'ow eez ze baby doing?" Fleur asked Audrey.
Audrey ran a hand over her bulging stomach. "Pretty well," she responded. "And you?"
"I cannot wait to get ze baby out," Fleur admitted honestly.
Teddy moaned softly in his sleep and rolled over. "What do you think they're dreaming about?" Audrey wondered aloud.
"I 'ope good things. Probably playing and 'aving fun. When I waz zeir age, I dreamed of Voldemort coming to keell me."
Audrey shuddered. "I hope that's not what they are dreaming about. What do you dream about now?"
"I 'ave no dreams. I 'ave no time for sleep."
"Oh." Audrey was quiet for a moment. She didn't know her sister-in-law very well, but she'd always liked her. She'd accepted her into the family with willing arms, partially because Bill liked her, partially because she knew what it was like to be on the outside of the Weasley family. "I think dreams are really important."
"Why?" Fleur asked, sounding disgusted. She was a very practical women and could not imagine how dreams could be important.
"I think dreams, while you're sleeping and while you're not, have an effect on your life. If you want something badly enough, it will happen," Audrey admitted.
Fleur made a disgusted noise. "Bill 'as told mee that you believe in Fate."
Audrey grinned. "I do. Bill and I have had some very interesting conversations about Fate."
Fleur looked disgusted at this too. "Bill does not believe in Fate."
"How would you explain what happened to me then? How would you explain me and Percy's relationship?" Audrey challenged.
This conversation was taking a real toll on her. She wiped her head and found it was wet. She was breathing heavily and the baby in her stomach was kicking around a lot.
"And as for the dreams, I used to dream about attending a Weasley family holiday and not be accused of anything. And would you look at that… it happened," Audrey said with a smile.
Audrey's eyes widened and she jolted.
She was going into labor.
Hours later, Molly Olive Weasley was born.
Even though Fleur still didn't believe in the power of dreams.
Hope you enjoyed! Please review and let me know.
One other thing that I want to say is that I had a lot of trouble with the deadline, so if I had had more time, this story probably would have been a lot longer. I only did the scenes that I felt NEEDED to happen.
Thanks so much for reading! Merry Christmas!
~writergal24