Alright, here's the last chapter of my (first) fanfic! For reference, this is supposed to describe the house by Van Gogh in the cover image. Please R&R, although I'm not super fond of the ending :/
"It looks like some crappy windmill," David muttered.
"Oh, it's beautiful!" Molly said, clapping her hands together and twirling around. "We can fix it up, make it all gorgeous! Like a beach house!"
David gave an unsure smile. "I guess I like the color, and it's nice and large,"
"It's absolutely wonderful, David," she said, leaning in close to him.
"Well, we can live in France, but we at least need a vacation home in England. And she's going to Hogwarts!" He patted her stomach, which seemed to get fuller everyday.
"Deal!" Molly said, jumping up to throw her arms around his neck. "Now come on, I have a surprise for you!" She grabbed his hand and led him into the old home. It was dusty and broken, but Molly lit up. David groaned, and Molly led him upstairs to a long hallway with a few doors on each side. "This is your office," she said, opening the door. David's jaw dropped.
She had already fixed up the room with her father's help, and redid it with dark hardwood and beige paint. She covered the walls with England Quidditch posters and hung dark blue curtains over the window behind a large desk. David raised his eyebrows at her, and drew back the curtain. He let out a low whistle as sunlight streamed into the room. There was a perfect view of the beach, and he could see each wave crashing to shore.
"Molly-"
"And did you notice the curtains aren't pink?"
"I-huh? It's a boy?" He ran up to grab her around the waist and twirl her in the air. "It's a boy! Oh, Molly it's a boy!"
They smiled at each other, ignoring the daunting task of the house or work, and were suddenly extremely aware of their happiness.
"I knew you wanted one," Molly whispered, suddenly afraid of breaking the silence between them.
"Of course," David laughed, bringing his forehead to rest against hers. "If we had a girl, I'd have to give her to your father,"
Shocked, Molly exclaimed, "Why!"
"How else could I ever deal with another bloody mindreader like you?"