Chapter 17:

Rose knocked on the front door to Harry and Ginny's house. She could hear the scamper of Eve's feet. Ginny answered the door.

"Hi Rose," she said cheerfully. She was wearing casual black robes over jeans and a t-shirt.

"Hi yourself. Ready to go?"

"Harry's getting our brooms. My brothers are going to set up a Quidditch pitch."

"That sounds like fun." Harry came downstairs with two broomsticks in his hands. "Hi Harry, happy birthday."

"Happy birthday to you too," Harry said as he attempted to give Rose a hug. "Ready to go?"

"Uh, yeah, as soon as you tell me where we're going." Ginny bent over and scooped Eve up into her arms. Right away, Eve began to wiggle.

"My godfather's house." Ginny held Eve in one arm and a scaled down broomstick in the other.

"Do you want some help?" Rose asked her.

"Oh no, I'm fine. You better hold on to my arm so you don't end up in the wrong place," Ginny said. Rose held on to Ginny's arm, and they all Disapparated.

Number Twelve Grimmauld Place was in full and complete turmoil. Mrs. Black's portrait was currently screaming at the top of her lungs. Rose looked around wide-eyed. Sirius dashed down the hall and skidded to a stop next to Harry.

"Hi Harry, everyone's out back," he said before running up the stairs.

"Follow me," Harry said to Rose. Rose had to problem with that. The inside of the house was dark and creepy.

Out back there were multiple wooden tables lined with chairs set up. Already, people were gathered around talking.

"You're going to play Quidditch here?" Rose asked.

"There's a field about a quarter kilometer down," Harry replied. Ginny put Eve down. Right away, she ran from person to person. Each person stopped what he or she were doing and greeted her. She finally stopped at Tonks who was entertaining Noel and Andre by turning her mouth into a duckbill. Eve clapped and giggled before climbing onto Tonks' shrinking lap. "Come on, I'll introduce you," Harry said as he grabbed Rose's arm. Rose followed him without objection.

Ginny spotted Ron and Hermione at a table talking to Neville and Dean a few tables over. She went over and slid into an empty seat next to Dean.

"Hi you guys," she chirped.

"Hi Ginny."

"Hey."

"When are we going to start playing Quidditch?" Ginny asked no one in particular.

"We're waiting for George now," Ron replied. "Bill and Cedric are setting up the hoops right now." He slid his hand along Hermione's thigh, causing her to crack a small smile. Ginny rolled her eyes. Sometimes Ron and Hermione could be so flirty it was disgusting.

Half an hour later, Bill Apparated right in the middle of the party. Rose couldn't help but notice his scars. Before she got the chance to ask Hermione about them, Bill took a seat at their table.

"Is the game all set up?" Seamus asked.

"When I left, they were trying to figure out which of the five seekers will actually play seeker."

"That should be interesting," Hermione commented. Bill noticed Andre and Noel arguing and politely excused himself.

"What happened to his face?" Rose whispered in Hermione's ear.

"He was attacked by a werewolf named Fenrir Greyback a few years ago," Hermione replied in a low voice. Rose's eyes got wide.

"Is he a…" She trailed off.

"No, but Greyback left his mark." Rose decided to drop the sensitive subject.

Just as Mrs. Weasley began to serve the food, it began to rain. Before anyone could run inside, Remus waved his wand, and large canopies set themselves up above the tables. Fred zoomed over on his broom, already pretty wet.

"Accio goggles," he said. Numerous pairs of goggles flew towards him. "George isn't here yet?" he asked Mr. Weasley.

"I'm afraid not. I'm sure that he and Katie will be here soon," Mr. Weasley replied. Fred looped all the goggles through his arm and went back to the Quidditch pitch.

By the time everyone returned from the Quidditch pitch, the rain had let up. eve was zooming around a foot off the ground on her scaled down broom from her favorite uncle, Sirius.

"Who won?" Sirius asked.

"We did!" Ginny and Cho announced cheerfully at the same time. Harry and Cedric didn't look as pleased.

"Hey, what's that?" Ron asked as he pointed to a silver parrot perched in a nearby tree. Everyone turned around. The parrot opened its mouth, and George's voice came out.

"Katie's in labor. She said not to come down to St. Mungo's, she doesn't want a huge deal." The parrot closed its beak and faded away. Nobody knew exactly what to say next.

Later that evening, Rose sat at a table with Harry and his friends listening to various stories about his school days.

"Remember when Malfoy got turned into a ferret?" Ron asked rather loudly. Everyone, even Rose, began to laugh.

"Do I want to ask?" she asked.

"Malfoy tried to curse Harry while his back was turned, so a teacher turned him into a ferret to teach him a lesson," Dean replied. Lily came up behind Rose and Harry and wrapped her arms around them both.

"Mom," Harry complained.

"What? I have the right to hug my kids." Lily kissed Harry and Rose's cheeks. "Right?" she asked Rose.

"Whatever you say," Rose replied.

"Why can't you you be as easy going as her?" Harry sighed.

"I'll try."

"That'll be the day," Ginny said to Hermione, causing both women to laugh. Lily squeezed both her kids as tight as she could.

"I love you both," she whispered. "And happy birthday you guys."

THE END!!!!!

A/N: Thank you all who stuck with me. Keep an eye out for some new Harry Potter one-shots and regular chapter stories that I'm writing/have written.

Tina101