Probably one of the shortest chapters ever-this is just a tiny fluff-filler chapter.
"It's open!" I called as knocks sounded throughout the house. Pots were boiling in the kitchen and the timer had just dinged for the oven. I pulled the loaves of bread from the oven right when the family began to pour into the house.
"Smells amazing in here, Sophia," Bill said as I greeted everyone.
Molly started to help me when I stopped her. "Come on. Out of the kitchen, Molly. You're supposed to be having a break."
"Really, it's no problem-"
"Josephina!" I yelled down the hall. I turned back to Molly and lead her and the others into the living room. "Josephina wants you to tell her some story you used to tell George," I said simply. "I have dinner under control, and if I need help I'm sure Fleur or Angelina will be more than willing."
George came running into the room with Josephina on his back. She shrieked with laughter, urging him to keep going. "Go, horsey, go!"
He kissed his mum's cheek quickly before running back out.
I rolled my eyes. "George! Can't you at least say hi?"
"Horses don't say hi, my love!" he shouted back.
"To my kingdom!" Josephina exclaimed suddenly.
Before I could even turn to the family, George ran back through the room and up the stairs with her on his back still. I sighed, shaking my head. "Just ignore those two then. She'll be worn out soon, I'm sure."
"Phia!"
I grinned at Teddy who was standing at my feet with his arms stretched out. "Hi, Teddy. I'm sorry, but I can't pick you up, honey."
He pouted, but settled for swinging my hand back and forth.
"Is your back giving you trouble?" Molly asked. The worry was evident in her voice.
I shrugged as I rested my empty hand on my ever-growing belly. "We had a few rough days there, but I'm back to almost pain-free now."
"And it's best we keep it that way," George's voice said from behind me.
I turned to see him standing with Josephina in his arms. He lifted Teddy up. "Josephina wants to know if you want to color with us?"
The little girl gave him a frustrated look. "That's not how you say it, Daddy."
He grinned at her. "Alright. Teddy, Miss. Josephina would like to know if you want to join us in our art project."
She giggled, and nodded at Teddy. "Come color!"
I was unaware of the tears trailing down my face until George set the two kids down and they ran up the stairs to get the coloring books. He rolled his eyes as he pulled me into his arms. "Honestly, woman," he muttered, wiping away my tears.
"You know I can't help it! It's these damn hormones!"
He chuckled and gave me a kiss. "Do you need any help with dinner?"
"Please?"
The two kids came down the staircase then; their arms were filled with crayons and coloring books.
"Mommy! Can I have some water?" Josephina asked after dumping her things on the coffee table.
"Of course, honey."