Yay! I finally updated! Warning: There are serious Disney's the Little Mermaid spoilers in this story. And I hope you loved my little Wealseys.

Okay, on the bright side Lysander had stopped dancing and Alice had stopped singing. But now she was screeching at him in a tone that could challenge Grandma Molly Weasley herself.

"-And I was listening to that before you turned it off! Did you know that was one of my favorite songs ever?! Like, in the whole wide world! You know what you are?! You're a- you're a- a- a weiner jacket!" A few of the kids gasped.

Charlie had had enough. "Alice Longbottom!" Alice looked at him in surprise. She obviously had never been reprimanded by anyone but her parents before. Maybe not even them. "You can rant all you want, but, no matter what you didn't get, you may NOT disrespect your elders. Now I want an apology right now. Those words were rude and uncalled for."

Her eyes grew wide and watery and her bottom lip began to tremble. Just like that, she burst into tears. Alice ran up the stairs, her wails trailing behind her.

"Alice!" Rose called running after her. Albus glared at Charlie before running after the two girls.

Charlie sighed and took out his wand. He waved it twice and muttered a spell. A shriek of frustration was heard from upstairs, so he could tell that Alice had encountered the shield spell he placed at the top of the stairs. Sighing again he sat down on the couch. Noticing all the stares he was getting, he looked up and asked, "What?"

Fred spoke, "Uncle Charlie?"

"Hmm?"

"Are we going to play that game? Because this is starting to feel an awful lot like time-out."

"Sure, Fred," Charlie answered, "Everyone gather around." The kids walked over to him, some sitting next to him on the couch, some sitting on the floor, or others on the coffee table. "The game is called... er..." He looked around the room for a game. His eyes landing on one, he exclaimed, "Twister!"

"We can't fit all of us in that game," Molly reasoned from her spot on the coffee table.

"That's why we're... er... also going to play..." Charlie looked around for another game. He spotted one in the open cabinet and finished, "Hedbanz!" Everything seemed to take care of itself. The children started splitting into two groups and setting up their games.

Given the new-found peace, he thought he could read some more about the kids. Taking out the pamphlet, he scanned through it, reading about two for each child. It was in age order which he was not expecting. He expected it to be in order of the parents' ages. First came Teddy. He read two that sounded interesting.

▪ I doubt you know what a Marauder is, but Teddy is the child of one through and through. He will disfigure himself into other people just to cause confusion. We don't exactly know what to do when this happens, but just don't leave any of the children alone for too long. Your best bet is to get all the children in one place and count how many times the same face appears. He's smart and he will most likely configure his face back to normal when this happens, but if you're lucky you might catch him.

He'd only met Teddy once when he was five and this same thing had happened. He turned himself into Bill and told everyone he wet his pants.

▪ Teddy doesn't like cats. We find this hilarious. He's also scared of the full moon. Also very ironic. It's actually very laughable. I laughed so much when I found out about his fear that he wouldn't talk to me for weeks because he thought I was making fun of him.

Charlie understood perfectly well why Teddy was like this. He had met Remus and the two had talked a while. Though he had no idea what a marauder was. That seemed like the only two interesting ones. He read the next one.

▪ Though she's the easiest child, be wary with Victoire. I'm pretty sure the only kid that wouldn't listen to her is Dominique. Be careful to avoid any problems that involve anything in the category of 'you're too young for that.' It's practically racism to her. They will rise against you.

Sounds like a fairly ominous warning. There wasn't much more important about Victoire, so Charlie moved down to the next section.

▪ Molly is one of the more intelligent children. Don't try to trick her into anything. It won't work. Neither does bribery or sugarcoating. You'll just lose her trust.

▪ We've caught her playing poker more than once. We do not encourage this. She will trick you into playing cards and she will bet you out of your pants. Seriously. You could lose your wand to her in a game of Go Fish. Don't ask how. We have no idea how she does it. But she does. Stick to board games.

Charlie couldn't honestly say he was surprised by that piece of knowledge. He was about to continue to the next kid when he heard, "Uncle Charlie!"

"Hmm?" Charlie acknowledged looking up at the gaming kids. He noticed the game of Twister had stopped.

Lily spoke, "Louis cheated."

"Nah uh."

"Uh huh."

"Nah uh!"

"Uh huh!"

"Okay!" Charlie intervened with a serious sense of déjà vu. "Game time's over. Let's watch a movie." He walked over to a rack adjacent to the one he had gotten the CD from. "Who wants to watch Disney's the Little Mermaid?" Counting the hands he saw the girls outweighed the boys. "The Little Mermaid it is." The boys groaned and the girls cheered.

He let Molly put the movie in, because she seemed to know what she was doing. She blew out the candles and closed the curtains. It was dark, and the kids giggled at the new atmosphere. They were focused on the moving box that had recently been installed at the request of Hermione and Audrey. He whispered Lumos, and a faint light emerged from his wand. He lowered it to a light only bright enough for him to keep reading. He read the next child.

▪ Having a conversation with Lorcan is like attempting to speak Russian for the first time in your life. He thinks way ahead and doesn't bother to fill in the space between. Molly will try to translate but nodding and smiling works too.

Charlie chuckled and muttered, "Tell me about it."

▪ Lorcan likes to pretend he's a knight. He will try to save people. And put them in danger so he can save them. He says it's good practice. He'll throw Lysander out of a window to save him from falling in Grandmum Weasley's flower patch and Victoire will end up on top of a bookshelf or something playing damsel-in-distress just so Lorcan can play knight-in-shining-armor. Don't let that happen. To be honest, he makes a terrible knight.

He'd have to watch that boy.

▪ Lysander is even worse when it comes to conversation. He doesn't ever think ahead and runs bumbling, head first into the conversation. He gets quite a stutter when he gets excited which doesn't help.

Charlie smiled at the back of the blonde's head. He seemed to be such a kid.

▪ Lysander is naïve so be careful when speaking to him. He has many controversial ideas and he can get confused when you say something that doesn't exactly line up.

He felt something tug at his arm. He looked to his right and saw Alice with downcast eyes, clasping her hands behind her back and swaying side to side. She said in a sad voice, "I'm sorry, Uncle Charlie."

"It's okay," Charlie said smiling. "You just have to learn how to respect your elders. Go see the movie." She smiled and ran to sit with Albus and Rose.

Charlie turned back to the pamphlet. The next child was Fred.

▪ Out of the three Marauders, Fred is the most reasonable. Not by much, but still. If you're going to trust any of them, trust him. He doesn't enjoy lying. As much as the others.

▪ Fred enjoys bullying his younger sister and younger cousins. Don't allow this to happen. It's frowned upon in some countries.

Charlie knew which parent wrote this, and it wasn't Angelina.

▪ James likes pranking people, and he is very good at it. Don't accept any candy from him, don't EVER pull his finger, and do not, under any circumstance, let him have access to a wand. Grandmum Weasley has informed me that she would like to keep the house standing if it isn't any trouble.

▪ If ever confronted with a situation in which James challenges Lorcan to a duel, separate them. It can never end well.

Charlie wondered if family can be traded. Only briefly, of course.

▪ Dominique enjoys confusing people. She mixes up her words and even stutters sometimes on purpose. For her, it causes a delightful chaos. Never jump to conclusions with anything she says, and, if you missed even one word, don't assume anything. Ask her to repeat. She will not straight out lie. Scout's honor. (I'm lying. I was never a scout.)

Charlie smiled at Bill's little comment in the corner. It was an inside joke from so many years ago that it made Charlie feel old.

▪ Dominque's teeth sharpen ever so slightly when she gets mad or when she's fighting. I discourage it, but Fleur says it's part of the process. Apparently Dominique and Victoire will go through more processes than I care to admit. Louis, too. Poor boy thinks he's going to get a period one day.

Charlie chuckled quietly to himself so as not to disturb the movie.

▪ Rosie is a generally well-behaved little girl. She doesn't whine too much, or fight too often, or make too much noise. She is more of an introvert than her friend Alice, but not as shy as her cousin Albus. She does, however, want a say in everything. She has an opinion and she will definitely make it known. It doesn't really matter to her whether you agree or act on it or actually care. You just have to hear what she needs to say and all is fine with the world.

▪ Rose is absolutely terrified of spiders. She gets it from her father. It isn't funny and it isn't "morally right" to laugh when she reacts. Though it is hilarious.

This time Charlie actually let out a loud bark of laughter. The young moviegoers turned to glare at him. He smiled apologetically and it seemed to be enough for all of them to turn back to the movie. All but one.

"Uncle Charlie?"

Charlie turned to the little green-eyed boy who took a seat next to him. Albus took this as permission to continue so he asked, "What were you laughing about?"

With a small smile, Charlie replied, "Your cousin Rose. She's scared of spiders."

Albus frowned. "Rose says that isn't funny."

"Did you know Uncle Ron is afraid of spiders?" Charlie said.

Albus nodded.

"Do you know why he is afraid of spiders?"

There was a moment of hesitation before Albus slowly shook his head.

"A long time ago when Uncle Ron was a little boy, your Uncle Fred and George-"

"Were they little, too?"

Charlie smiled at him, "Yes. They were little, too."

"Anyway, your Uncle Fred and George charmed Uncle Ron's teddy bear into a big spider. Ron was scarred for life. Never liked spiders ever again. Just like Rose."

"Hugo isn't scared of spiders," Albus stated. "I'm scared of sharks."

"I'm scared of clowns," Charlie said. Albus's eyes grew wide in amazement.

"But you're a grownup. Grownups aren't scared of anything!"

"Uncle Ron is scared of spiders."

"But you work with dragons!"

"And Uncle Ron is an auror."

"But you have scars!"

"So does Uncle Ron. They run in swirls up his arm."

Albus sat in thought for a second. Looking up at Charlie, he declared, "I have scars, too." Albus lifted his shirt up to reveal a thick line an inch above his belly button. "A man tried to grab me when I was at the store with Mummy. When he picked me up, he ran into a shelf on accident and the corner cut my tummy. Mummy got me back though. He didn't even get out of the store."

Charlie frowned, "Do they know who it was?"

"I don't know his name, but Daddy says it was another person who hates him because of his scar. Did you know that my daddy has a scar, too?"

"Yes," Charlie said with a sad smile. "I've seen your daddy's scar."

Albus nodded and left the couch. He joined Rose and Alice again on the floor.

Charlie smiled thoughtfully. Looking down at the forgotten pamphlet on his lap, he saw that Albus was next.

▪ Albus is very inquisitive. He likes asking questions. They get very annoying after the fifteenth question. Just answer them or keep talking until he walks away. He usually forgets his follow-up questions if you take a long time to answer.

This was proven only a second ago.

▪ Albus is very talkative. He only talks to people he knows, but he loves having conversations with people and he doesn't like it when his conversations are rejected.

Charlie smiled at this note. He moved on to the next child.

▪ Alice doesn't like loud beeping noises. They bother her to the point of crying.

▪ Alice doesn't like being challenged. She likes to be in charge. Don't give her what she wants, whenever she wants it, no matter how loud she screams.

▪ Roxanne isn't allowed to go flying. Don't let her into the broom closet.

▪ Roxy doesn't work well under pressure. She stutters and fumbles and blushes and tears up. We suggest a softer approach.

▪ Louis is always causing trouble, especially with Lily. They fight over the stupidest things. When they are with Roxy, Matt, Hugo, and Lucy, they tend not to fight as much.

▪ Louis likes to take the easy way out of things. He doesn't fully do a job and then someone else has to clean up the mess. Supervise him.

▪ Matt is very protective of the ones he loves. He will protect his closest friends and doesn't like suspicion in the slightest.

▪ Matt can be very blunt and straightforward. Sometimes its rude. Tell him when something he says is rude. We are trying to fix his frankness.

▪ Hugo will listen to his mother first and foremost. If you contradict anything Hermione says, Hugo immediately disagrees. He only ever agrees if Hermione does.

▪ Don't let Hugo touch the television. (-Hermione)

▪ Lily is very dramatic. She blows things out of proportion and this has a very long list of negative effects. Just know that if she has "a giant gash from her hand to her elbow and needs to go to St. Mungo's right away" a band-aid will usually be all she needs.

▪ Lily is easily riled up by Louis. If you keep her with her other friends, they won't fight. Sympathizing with her works, too.

▪ Lucy is very shy and quiet when she's around a lot of people. She is very outgoing and boisterous around small groups of people. Don't get the two confused and assume that she is depressed. She is usually just in the wrong setting.

▪ Lucy is usually very hyper and curious, so make sure she doesn't touch anything when you aren't looking. She has the silliest little habit of destroying things.

Charlie folded the list and put it in his back pocket. There were other bullets, of course, but he only skimmed them. He turned his wand light off so that the only light was coming from the television and the candles in the kitchen.

Very seldom did Charlie have to do anything during the movie. Only twice did he have to break up a fight and Lysander was the only one who had to go to the bathroom. The movie seemed to entertain the kids enough to the point of not speaking. It was about a mermaid princess who turns into a human for her true love. Despite their initial protests, the boys seemed to pay close attention to the movie. Just as much as the girls. They really never spoke. And they say Muggles can't do magic.

The movie's climax had just come and the sea witch grew to a giant sea monster. Lucy, who had been sitting near the back, jumped up and ran to Charlie. He started a little when she dived onto the couch and curled herself into his side. He wrapped a tentative arm around her. From behind her fingers, she peeked out at the movie and whimpered as the mermaid fell into the whirlpool. The kids were hugging each other in fright. This was obviously much more terrifying for them than it was for him. After what Charlie thought was a much too gruesome death for a children's movie and a fairly happy wedding, the credits played. One-by-one the children stood and stretched.

Charlie stretched his arms and yawned loudly. Lucy giggled. He stretched again and did another over-dramatic yawn. Lucy and a few of the other kids laughed. Lily yawned, too, and then Louis yawned, slightly louder. Dominique rubbed her eye and yawned slightly. Slowly they each yawned until the only one who hadn't was Lucy. She looked up at Charlie with big, sleepy, hazel eyes, still snug against his side, and whispered through a yawn, "Uncle Charlie, I'm tiiiiiiiiiired."

"I'm not," Louis said proudly, hiding a yawn behind his hand.

Seeing the look Lily gave Louis and knowing what would come next, Charlie said, "I think now is a good time to go to bed."

"But I'm not tired," whined half of the kids. The words were laced with yawns.

"It sounds like you are," Charlie disagreed.

"Then your ears are broken," Molly stated firmly. Out of them all, she seemed the most awake, but not by much.

"Are they?" Charlie said, holding his fingers to his chin as if in thought. "That's probably because of the World."

"The World?" chorused the twins. The children looked at him with curiosity shining in their eyes.

"I'll tell you the story. Come up to bed and I'll tell you the story of the World."

He stood from the couch and they did too. He held Lucy's hand with one hand and Alice's with the other. They followed him up the stairs surprisingly easily. He led them to the twins' old room which the boys were sharing. Teddy and Victoire slipped into Fred's old bed and the twins perched on the edge. James and Fred got into George's old bed and Dominique squeezed in between them. Charlie settled onto that bed, careful to avoid squishing their little feet. He waited as the kids got situated in or on different little makeshift beds crammed into the boys' room. Lucy settled on his lap and Alice sat next to him leaning against his shoulder. He began.

"When I was little, just your size, I didn't ever want to go to bed. I wanted to stay up all night and play. But little kids have to sleep, because sometimes the World gets too boring and kids need a break. Because kids are different from other people, you know. They have a different kind of heart. Their hearts are filled with a special type of magic. I call it felicity. If you ask anyone else, they'll probably call it sincerity, but I call it felicity. Anyway, felicity is very hard to come by these days, so mummies and daddies try to protect it. The World tries to take felicity all the time and without felicity little kids can't survive. The World is jealous of your felicity so all throughout the day the World takes a tiny bit of felicity. That's why you are tired at the end of the day. But when you sleep, the Earth looks down on your angelic sleeping faces and takes pity on you. The Earth isn't happy with the World and gives you back all the felicity the World stole. That's why the Earth is so tired; it has to give back felicity every night and it can only give you felicity when you sleep. If you stay up all night, the Earth doesn't have enough time to sleep and give you felicity. And if you don't go to sleep, the World keeps your felicity and you have to wait until the next night to get it back. Mummies and daddies love you so they make sure you sleep every night so you can get your felicity. When you get older, you have less felicity, and that's why grownups are so tired when the day is over. The World tries to take the little felicity that they have. If you go to bed at the right time, you can get all of your felicity and the Earth doesn't have to stay up so late to get it back."

"What's the difference between the World and the Earth?" Rose sleepily asked. Most of the kids were ready to go to bed.

"Well," Charlie answered, "The World is made of responsibilities and work and reality. The Earth is made of dirt and trees and water and snow days and pennies on the pavement and daddies hugging you and mummies kissing you."

"I think I like the Earth better than the World," Rose whispered as she fell asleep next to Albus on his small mattress and quilted blanket.

"Me, too," Charlie whispered.

Lorcan told Lysander, "Felicity sounds like a princess that needs to be saved from the evil World. I'd be the brave knight, the Earth."

"I bet Princess Felicity is beautiful," James murmured.

"Uncle Charlie?" Lucy asked. He looked down at the small girl in his arms. "Can you bring me to bed? I want my felicity back."

He smiled and replied, "Sure."

He looked over at Alice, uncomfortably sleeping against his shoulder, and decided he would bring her to bed, too. He hoisted Lucy onto one hip and Alice onto the other and carried them across the hall to the girls' room, Percy's old room. He placed Alice down on the bed with the orange pillow that had her name embroidered on the front. He slid her into the bed and then tucked Lucy into the little mattress bed with the yellow blanket covered with butterflies. The blanket had an L.W. in the corner, and, since the only other L.W. was Louis, he assumed the bed was hers.

He trekked over to boys' room and lifted Rose up from the tiny sliver of the mattress bed Albus had lent her. He carried her to the girls' room and laid her in the little mattress bed that had roses on the blanket and hoped that it was hers. He crossed the hallway again and lifted Dominique out of her spot in between Fred and James and wrangled her sister out of Teddy's arms. Carefully avoiding the sleeping bodies, he tiptoed out of the boys' room and into the girls'. He put Victoire and Dominique in Percy's old bed when he couldn't find any mattress beds signifying it belonged to them. Crossing the hall again he grabbed Molly off of the floor and carried her to the other side of the hall. He laid her down in a little mattress bed under the window with a blue blanket covered with snowflakes and embroidered with the her initials. He walked all the way back to the boys' room and saw that Lorcan and Lysander were slumped against each other on the edge of Teddy's bed. He searched the rooms for their beds and immediately knew which were theirs. Their beds were the ones in the corner with the netted silver blanket that had gold beads sewn in. Lily was laying across both beds. Charlie brought Lily to her bed (which was a princess bed in case you were wondering) and traveled back to the boys' room. He lifted Lorcan and Lysander up and laid them under the hole-y blanket that didn't look too warm. Charlie's hand brushed a bead and he felt so immediately warm and loved. Probably Luna's doing. Charlie pulled Roxanne out of Louis's bed and put her, instead, in Percy's bed next to Victoire. Walking back to the boys' room, he found that Matt and Hugo had ended up in their respective beds. With a last glance at the sleeping boys, he flicked his wand and the light went out. He didn't close the door- just in case- and checked on the girls. All the girls were sound asleep so he turned their light off, too. He sat down on the first stair leading to the first floor.

"Charlie, dear. Wake up." Charlie's eyes opened quickly at the sound of his mother's voice.

Looking around, he saw that everyone was home and gazing into the children's rooms. He looked back up at his mother and smiled. She hugged him and said, "Thank you. I don't know how you ever managed to put them to sleep."

Some of the parents turned away from the doors, curious as to what his reply would be. He smiled at his mother and replied, "I learned how to tell bedtime stories from the best."

Wow! 4340 words! I'm so talented! I actually watched the Ursula's death scene to get it just right. You can't mess with Disney. Also I totally came up with the story The World, the Earth, and Felicity. No stealzies for realzies. Another spoiler for one of my future stories: James falls in love with a girl named Felicity but everyone just calls her Lissy. If you really liked it, include the words 'Stars in the Sky' in your review that you are totally going to write. Right? RIGHT?!