Here you go! I don't have a whole lot to say about this one except: enjoy!
Chapter Seventeen
Almost six more weeks had passed of Ella's pregnancy and they hadn't shared the good news with anyone. Madam Pomfrey had told Ella that it was a good idea to wait and inform loved ones after the first trimester because any number of things could go wrong.
George was excited to finally be able to tell his family. He had been itching to tell them because it wasn't often that any of them kept secrets from the others.
It was Louis' second birthday and it was the perfect occasion to share such news. Everyone would be there and already celebrating. It would only add to everyone's joy.
George held Ella's hand as they walked into the kitchen of the Burrow. Everyone was, of course, gathered around the food as usual. Ella set her plate of cookies down and she felt several pairs of eyes on her.
"What?" She finally asked Ginny.
"Nothing." Ginny shook her head. "But I do believe congratulations are in order!" She jumped up and wrapped her arms around Ella.
The other women joined in as well, as though Ginny had confirmed their suspicions.
"How did you know?" Ella laughed.
"We've all been through it," Hermione said matter-of-factly.
"You 'air iz zo theeck and shiny, your skin iz almost glowing, and your sweater iz maybe a leetle tight at ze top, no?" Fleur said laughing.
"I've definitely noticed that last bit," George said staring intently at Ella V neck sweater and nudging Bill with his elbow. All of his brothers roared with laughter, except of course Percy.
Mrs. Weasley flushed. "George, that is entirely inappropriate."
"Ah come on, Mum. I'm just in love with my gorgeous wife."
"Clearly," Molly mumbled. "Or we wouldn't' be sharing this happy news.
"Well when are you due?" Audrey asked holding a squirming Molly on her hip.
"Early May," Ella responded sitting down and nearly shoving a whole cooking in her mouth. She was so glad that the morning sickness and fatigue were over with. She felt much better and was actually craving food.
"I remember craving peekles so bad wiz Victoire zat I zought I might die eef I deedn't geet zem," Fleur smiled.
Bill nodded. "I remember getting up at all hours of the night to retrieve said pickles."
"You know, I distinctly remember a different sort of craving." Ginny grinned, giving Harry's behind a firm squeeze.
"Now that doesn't sound so bad." George wiggled his eyebrows at Ella, who was by then on her third cookie.
"I'd rather eat these cookies," Ella retorted.
The Weasley boys laughed again. "It sounds like you're not quite doing your job well enough, George!" Charlie chuckled.
"Charlie, don't you be inappropriate too," Mrs. Weasley sighed. "Let's celebrate Louis' birthday please'
She took her grandson from Bill. He was giggling along with everybody else.
"Maybe we should start with the cake before eats it too," Ron said with a playful grin.
"Oh hush," Ella mumbled, moving away from the dessert table. George tucked her under his arm and kissed her temple with a light laugh.
Before they left Mrs. Weasley approached them with a jar. "You'll need to take one teaspoon of this everyday from now on, Ella dear." She kissed them both before they departed.
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Along with feeling physically much better Ella was also very quick to anger in her newfound hormonal state. It was extremely hard to manage her temper with her students who were constantly working on her nerves.
On one such day, one of the students in her fifth year Gryffindor and Hufflepuff class happened to get a nosebleed. It was, of course, a Gryffindor because they had easily caused her the most trouble.
"Professor, I think I need to go the hospital wing," the student said pinching his nose.
"Oh do you?" Ella looked up from the chalkboard. "Is your nose bleeding?" She began to rummage around in her desk. Her hand closed around what she wanted and she marched to the student's desk. "Open your mouth," Ella ordered and when the boy complied she put a piece of what looked like candy in his mouth. "Chew, swallow, and then empty your pockets."
The boy looked at her terrified as he gulped down the antidote. He quickly emptied his pockets, and not to Ella's surprise, a Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes bag was tossed on the desk. She picked it up and looked down at the boy.
"What does that say?" She asked, indicating the writing on the bag.
"Weasley," he said, realization dawning on his face.
"What's my last name, now?" Ella asked, setting the bag down.
"Weasley," he replied very quietly.
"Very good." She tapped the bag. "Mr. Weasley is my husband." Ella walked back to the front of the class. "Now the next time one of you tries to get out of my class do the proper research!"
Later that evening when George came home Ella was waiting for him in the entryway. "George Weasley, if you don't stop selling those damn Nosebleed Nougats and Puking Pastilles I swear I'll lose my mind."
George laughed and hung his jacket up. "Oh come on, El, those are best sellers." He kissed her gently on the lips. "Did some git use one in your class?"
"Yes some git used one in my class and I had to force feed him the antidote," she said.
George only laughed and walked into the kitchen, Ella trailing after him. He lifted the lid of a pot on the stove and inhaled deeply. "Mmm," he said appreciatively. Then something by the stove caught his eye.
"Ella, did you take your potion today?" George turned to look at his wife, who wasn't meeting his gaze.
"Ella," he prompted when she didn't answer, taking the jar in his mother had sent with them in his hand.
Ella looked up at him finally. "No."
George sighed. Ella very often had to be persuaded to take the potion on a daily basis.
"You take it," she said stubbornly.
"I'm not pregnant and I'm not too keen on finding out what would happen to me if I did take it." George chuckled. "Now come on, just take it."
Ella shook her head. "It tastes terrible."
He put the jar down and stepped behind her, running his hands up and down her sides. "If you take we can have dessert before dinner," he whispered, nibbling her ear.
"How about we go upstairs now and then I'll take it," Ella said.
"Nope, you take it first, I'm not negotiating." George bit her neck.
Ginny had been right. Ella had wanted George so bad ever since she had gotten over the morning sickness and he had been using it against her ever since he had realized his power.
George only slipped his fingertips under the waistband of her pants, grazing the small bump that was his child. Ella couldn't take the teasing and weakly muttered her assent to taking the potion.
He quickly moved away and picked up the jar and a teaspoon, measuring out her daily dosage.
"You'd better make this worth it," Ella growled before swallowing the horrid substance. George put everything down and kissed her deeply on the mouth.
"That really does taste awful." He wrinkled his nose. "I guess I'll have to find somewhere else to kiss." He scooped her up and carried her upstairs, laying her gently on the bed removing her clothes expertly.
As soon as George put his lips to her body she was done. The pleasure was too intense as her husband did everything he knew she loved. As his lips traveled downward they paused at her barely swollen stomach. He pressed a firm kiss to her belly. Ella looked down at him and she had never seen such a big smile on anyone's face.
Hope you loved it! I have a question though: Would it be too cheesy for the baby to be born on May 2 (Fred's death date)? Let me know what you think.
Happy reading,
Avonmora