George was wide awake yet again. The baby would most likely be arriving in less than a week and he couldn't be more frightened. He moved so that Ange was in his arms, her big baby bump was in between them. Protected. He moved down in the bed slightly and kissed her bump- feeling a little kick as he did.
"Hey there, son" he started quietly, before checking that he wasn't disturbing his beautiful wife from her sleep. "I love you so much already and I haven't met you yet. I can't believe I'm getting a son! A little boy! You're going to play Quidditch- I know that already- and you'll be good at it! I love your Mummy too, more than I could ever say, she's my everything- and she's going to do an amazing job of bringing you into the world. You have a big sister too- Roxy…" Ange stirred slightly and opened her eyes- she noticed George talking to the bump again. Smiling to herself, she moved slightly and stroked his hair back as he did. He instantly looked up and smiled tiredly- "Love, you should be sleeping" he said firmly, before giving the bump one last kiss and moving so that he was back on his pillow and facing her.
She smiled and held onto his hand- "I know… but you woke me up with your incessant chattering- you'd think you were actually having a full on conversation with our unborn son!" she laughed as he leaned forwards and kissed her slowly.
"I'm sorry, Angel" he said as he pulled back. "I just want him to know who I am…" he said quietly, Ange sighed happily and looked into his eyes- "We went through this with Roxy and…"
Suddenly a cry erupted from the teething baby in the next room. "I'll go" George said sternly before kissing Ange's cheek and getting up out of bed.
Roxanne was stood up in her crib- tears pouring down her rosy red cheeks and holding out her arm instantly when she saw George. "Dada…" she cried as George quickly went over and picked her up. "Hey, beautiful." He said quietly as he swayed her in his arms and then went to pick up one of her toys for her to chew on. Yawning as he sat her on his knee on the nearby chair, she looked up at him curiously and pointed at her mouth. "Yeah, love. I know it hurts right now. But it's your last couple to come through now! So you'll be fine soon, sweetheart" He said with a comforting smile.
She's almost got all of her teeth now- it feels just yesterday she was born. And it still feels like it was just yesterday that we lost you. Don't think that I don't remember- I re-live it every single day and I always will. It's not a good thing, bro. I know. But I just can't… I still can't believe that you're gone. My twin brother, one half of my soul is gone. And if anything happens to my Angel with this birth… she completes me Fred! What will I do without her? How would I cope? With the kids? She's… she's so amazing and… I don't think I am amazing Fred. I don't even know if I'm a good Dad. I try so hard.
Roxanne had stopped crying and reached out, trying to stand up on her Daddy's knees. "Love… Love you… Love my Dadda!" she said slowly before sticking her thumb in her mouth and dropping the toy she had been intently chewing on. George smiled widely at his baby girl and held her close. "And I love you too, Roxanne- my baby. With all of my heart" he said, closing his eyes and letting a tear run down his face for his lost brother, the Uncle that Roxanne or his son would never meet.