A littlescene set in early Christmas morning. I wanted to show one of their lovely blissful moments :)

Oh, and something to explain... I have researched this so much, you wouldn't believe, and drawn a mapthing of The Burrow to get it all sorted. And the Burrow has 8 floors including the attic... they go like this:
Ground Floor: Living Room, kitchen, scullery/laundry room, hallwaything with stairway.
1st floor: Ginny's room (third smallest), Bill's room (second biggest, shared with Charlie)
2nd floor: Percy's room (smallest), Gred and Forge's room (third biggest)
3rd floor: Bathroom only (see why The Burrow's so lopsided?)
4th floor: Master bedroom (biggest)
5th floor: Ron's room (second smallest)
Attic: Ghoul, boxes and stuff, pipes etc

And in this they have just addded The Master Bedroom but not Ron's room yet. When they add that they shove another room below the attic. Ginny is lucky to get a fairly big room to herself because she's a girl and Molly won't want her sharing with her brothers to give her some privacy, whereas Percy and Ron had to settle for small rooms and get the bonus of not sharing. Fred and George share of course and I think that Bill Charlie and Percy swapped rooms and stuff quite a bit until it was all settled into this pattern...

Not that all of that's important but it helps you to understand some basic (not so basic really) stuff :) Now enjoy the story! oh and I don't own HP.

When she lay's her head on your shoulder, Tilt her head up and kiss her

25 December 1970

Molly carefully laid little Bill back down in his bed. He had finally gone back to sleep after waking up 3am. With a sigh she brushed back her hair and laid in the charms that would alert her if he woke up,or stopped breathing... or anything of concern. She then snuck from the room as quietly as possible, to where Arthur was waiting downstairs.

"A Christmas surprise." He'd whispered to her as she started to feed Bill. "Now that we're up we may as well go and see it now." And then he'd slipped away with a rare mysterious smile on his face.

Molly yawned widely as she reached the bottom of the stairs and was startled when Arthur suddenly swept her up in his arms and kissed her.

"Hey there Mollywobbles," He whispered, voice husky and blue eyes shining. She smiled in surprise, confused at his sudden enthusiasm and delight. "Wait until you see this."

He pulled her out the door, and Molly suddenly felt lighter on her feet at the feel of his hand in hers. As they stepped outside Arthur swung his travelling cloak around her shoulders and tucked her hand into his elbow to keep it warm. Molly snuggled deeper in the cloak, the slightly dusty, but wonderful smell of Arthur enfolding her and making her even more sleepy. She leaned against him and watched Arthur's joyfully face as he led her forwards. Suddenly he stopped and spun her around.

"Look up Molly," He said softly, wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her head. Molly did as he asked and gasped. She was stunned.

"You did this?" The Burrow was covered in lights and sparkling. And the beautiful silhouette of their home was higher then before, though just as lopsided. Arthur had added another floor to the house.

"Yes, a proper master bedroom for us, it leaves all the others spare for our furture children." He explained "We always did want a big family."

Molly turned to him in awe "How did I not know you were putting this in?"

"You had our new little boy to worry about. I wanted to surprise you!" Arthur insisted, looking very pleased with himself. "And now we have four spare bedrooms for kids. Bill will get first pick."

"I love you." Molly breathed, staring at him as though she'd never tire of it.

"This isn't all." Arthur said with a shy smile firmly in place. "Come on a bit furthur."

And in a companiable silence he slowly led her up the path to the orchard that they'd bought with the house. Molly's mind was blissfully blank. She wasn't thinking about the baby for once, and she found herself enjoying the alone time . Not that she didn't love Bill, but it was nice to have a bit of quiet for once. And if her thoughts had been delightfully sluggish before her brain seemed to freeze as she entered the clearing. Time stopped altogether.

It was beautiful. The apple tree at the far end of the field surrounded by trees was decked out in magicaal lights like the house. Below it was a beautiful picnic rug and a basket, tiny candles littered on the ground in a spread that faded slowly out across the feild. A cake the perfect size for two to split sat on a plate in the middle of the rug with a small jar overflowing with flowers behind it.

Molly walked as if in a dream and sat down on the rug, pulling Arthur down beside her and kissing him warmly. "You mad, wonderful man." she purred.

Arthur smiled and pushed his glasses furthur up his nose before cutting her a piece of cake and handing it over. He then pulled out two glasses and a bottle of- Molly laughed- butterbeer. Arthur knew just what she wanted at the time, all the time. She loved him for it.

With a butterbeer each and a slice of the lovely cake which Molly suspected Arthur had help in making, because he really wasn't that good a cook, they looked over the scene before them.

The Burrow was visible through the trees, the only place they could see because everything else was all closed off by trees from prying muggle eyes. It looked beautiful with the lights making it glow. Even more so because of the knowledge there was a tiny Weasley tucked up tight inside. Molly sighed in happiness.

"Just imagine it Mollywobbles, in the years to come we'll have little Bill up and walking about and lots of little siblings for him to love. We'll be the happiest family in the world. We can take them out to Diagon Alley and buy them icecreams, and they can play Quidditch in this little field. We'll be able to go about our buisness and let them play in our orchard and garden. And every night we'll come in and you'll have a wonderful meal waiting. They'll all love you to bits, our kids will." He said dreamily. Molly was feeling sleepy again, eyelids drooping as she listened to the happy little picture Arthur was weaving. She yawned again.

"They'll love you as well." She said softly. How could they not love this perfect, perfect man? She loved him so much it hurt herself. The dear little Weasleys who would grow up with him as father would just adore him.

"I hope so Molly." He smiled. "Just think, we'll be able to watch them head off to school, to Hogwarts. I wonder what houses they'll be in..."

"Gryffindor," Molly said indignantly, "Of course!"

Arthur laughed with her, the dreamy look still in his eyes. Molly wanted to kiss him, he was being too adorable, but she couldn't bring herself to interupt him.

"And one day they'll be starting their own little families, and they'll all find the perfect partners. Though none of them will be good enough for you." He said with a smile, "Not the girlfriends anyway. You'll want the very best women for your sons."

"And you'll be an old fool over your daughters." Molly said with a smile. She watched him blush slightly, he knew she was right. She rested her head on his shoulder, sighing happily.

Arthur turned and looked at her for a second, and then slowly he hooked a finger under her chin and tilted her head up. Molly's eyelids swept her cheeks and then Arthur kissed her again. Deeper this time. If she thought the butterbeer had warmed her all the waay to her toes, it was nothing compared to this.

"And we'll grow old together." He said "And live the perfect lives."

And under the starry sky, his eyes glowed ever brighter as Molly kissed him fircely once more.

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