Chapter Two
A/N: Thanks to my brilliant reviewers, fredandgeorge97 and my best friend, headinclouds123. Here's chapter two!
Seven months had passed and Ginny was now feeling the size of a small ferry, besides Harry, James and Albus telling her daily how beautiful she still looked. The man in question had begun planning the measurements for their new house as soon as they'd discussed the matter and was regularly caught drawing them out on paper napkins while at work at the Auror Office, much to his brother-in-law and best friend, Ron's amusement, but he would never let Ginny or the boys see them, stating that he didn't want to spoil the surprise. One month later, the foundations were laid and now, six months after that, the house was practically complete. Harry, Bill, Charlie, Percy, George, Ron and Arthur Weasley were helping to make the final touches to the house, while Molly, Hermione, Ginny and Fleur were looking after all of the Weasley children, including their own, Roxanne, Fred II, Molly II, Lucy and Harry's godson, Teddy Lupin.
"It's a bit strange, isn't it, Gin?" asked Hermione, looking at her sister-in-law, who had a relatively blank expression on her face.
"What is, Mi?" she replied, her brow furrowing slightly in confusion.
"Thinking that next time we do this, they'll probably be thirteen of them to look after."
"Yeah." she sighed in agreement, rubbing her rather large bump absentmindedly.
"Which are you 'oping for, Ginny? A boy or a girl?" asked Fleur, smiling at her seven-year-old Victoire, who was plaiting the hair of her younger sister, five-year-old Dominique. Louis was attempting to plait Fleur's hair, but at the age of four, all he was really doing was winding it round and round his fingers.
"Yeah, Gin, do you want another little Harry or do you think it's time for a mini Ginny to make it's mark on the world?" laughed Hermione, picking up her own little boy Hugo, the youngest of the group at age one and a half, after he fell on his face in the magical sandpit. Looking at the redheaded girl helping him up, Hermione's daughter Rose, Ginny knew that her mind was made up for sure.
"A girl, definately. I mean, I love Albus and James to bits and I wouldn't change them for the world...but I definately want a daughter."
"I can see why. It's like with Ron. I've got three children in the house with me!" All three women began to laugh, a few of the younger children beginning to copy them. The group laughed for a while, but the laughter died off as a beaming Molly Weasley Sr. popped her head around the door, ducking slightly to avoid the flurry of sand that Fred had thrown towards the door at that precise moment. Shaking the sound out of her hair after her failed attempt to avoid it, the matriarch gave her long awaited message.
"Well, glad to see you're having fun, dears. Ginny...it's ready."
All of them knew what the matriarch meant and James began almost squealing with excitement. Ginny grabbed both her son's hands and Flooed up to a contained fireplace about twenty metres from her new home. Ginny gasped as she saw the beautiful sight before her.
The house itself was a creamy colour, with mainly red flowers all over the garden, which was contained with a small picket fence to seperate it from the beautiful field it lay in. There were fruit trees surrounding it, offering a large amount of shade on the late March day and the thing that the boys noted most was two sets of large golden hoops.
"Quidditch! Mummy, Daddy made a Quidditch pitch!" cried James, jumping up and down with glee. Ginny smiled at Harry, sensing that the practice pitch wasn't just for the boys. They approached the cherry red front door, Ginny noting the golden lion's head knocker on the door, and began to explore.
Finally, they reached the childrens' bedrooms, which were on the top floor, Ginny quickly sneaking a peek in her and Harry's new Gryffindor-themed bedroom on the floor below.
James' room was first. The walls were a light blue, with white fluffy clouds that moved around the walls. The carpet was green and fluffy as well, with little sand-coloured parts opposite each other under the golden hoops that adorned the walls. A little golden Snitch drifted lazily across the walls, completing the Quidditch theme of the room. James looked like he would go through the floor if he jumped any more.
Albus' room was next. It had a dark blue theme, with stars dotted across the walls and ceiling. There were planets dotted around as well, with tiny shooting stars coming along every now and then. It was obvious that the room had a space explorer theme, reflecting Albus' love of the Solar System. The boy in question was looking around in fascination, sucking his thumb while he smiled.
They stepped out into the landing, leaving the boys in their respective rooms, while Ginny prepared to return to the lounge. She was stopped when Harry caught her arm, pulling her towards the last remaining door on the landing.
"Harry? What's this?" she asked, kissing him on the cheek.
"Wait and see." he smirked, slowly pushing open the door. Ginny gasped, tears forming in her eyes.
The final room was a pink and cream themed nursery, with golden butterflies fluttering around lazily on the walls. There was a cream leather bassinet in the corner, with pink ribbons threaded through it. The bedding was pink and gold as well, with a tiny pink teddy bear inside it. There was a chair in the room as well, cream with pink and gold embroidered cushions. There was a large space on the floor, with a toy chest filled with stuffed animals.
"Oh, Harry!" she cried, throwing her arms around her husband, beginning to cry into his shoulder with happiness. Ginny truly couldn't wait for her daughter to be born, when her family life would be complete.
A/N: I just really wanted to set up Harry and Ginny's new home before Lily was born. She will be born next chapter though, I promise! Please review!