A/N: This was originaly going to be a one shot, but then i got a review asking me to please update. So now it is a drama. Sorry about that.
Disclaimer: 1. I have black hair.
2. I am sixteen. I got my drivers licence! Woot!
3. I live in the good ol' US of A.
Ginny calmly chopped up the potatoes on her cutting board.
"Mummy! Can I go over to Uncle Fred's candy shop?" a little boy asked. The young boy had dark red hair and green eyes.
"Not unless your brother goes with you," Ginny reasoned with the seven year old. Ginny like her mother, was doomed to have all boys it seemed.
"But he's boring," Travis complained. Ginny raised her eyebrow at her small son. One of her other sons had just turned thirteen.
"If you want to go, you will bring Jacob," Ginny reasoned. "I am not sending a seven-year-old to Diagon Alley by himself."
"Fine."
"Jacob!" Ginny called up the stairs of her house. A boy with light red hair ran down the stairs pulling a shirt over his head as he ran.
"Yeah mum?"
"Will you take your brother to Fred and George's shop, please?"
"Sure mum."
"Be back by seven."
"Yes mum." They left via floo powder. A pop resonated around the house.
"DADDY!" The excited squeals carried around the house. An eleven year old, an eight year old, two six year olds, and a four year old ran downstairs to greet their father. Harry scooped up the four year old and only girl.
"Hi, love," Harry said, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "We seem to be missing two of our brood."
"they went to Fred and George's."
"Ah." Harry set Jenny down and wrapped his arms around his wife. Ginny sighed.
"Please tell me I look as fat as I feel," she complained.
"Of course you do," Harry assured her.
"After this one's born, we have more kids than my parents."
"No. You have more kids than your parents. I have as many kids as your parents." Ginny sighed again. She often forgot that Jacob wasn't his. It had been so long ago. Thirteen bloody years. She had absolutely no idea where he was, or even if he knew he had a son. But she had seen him. One day in Diagon Alley, she had seen him. She was with Harry and everyone. She didn't think he even noticed that one of her kids had light red hair. God.