Because... well, I wrote this so long ago that I don't even remember xD. But I like Fred.

"I've got it! Pygmy and Puff!" Fred exclaimed.

Laurel stared at her husband. "Um… what?"

"Our kids! We should name them Pygmy and Puff!"

Laurel laughed and ran her hand over her stomach where the slightest bump was starting to rise. They entered the Burrow, looking forward to the Christmas Dinner that was waiting on the other side of the walls.

In the middle of the dinner, Fred stood up nervously. "Everyone… in five months Pygmy Puff are named babies," he blurted out in a rush.

Nobody had any idea what he was talking about until Laurel announced, "I'm pregnant."

This should have been up earlier, but...: 1, I've had an insane couple of days with more music lessons/practice then you could even imagine. 2, I have a major essay due on Monday that I really need to work on. And 3, I'm so lazy.

Let me know what you think. Not my favorite, but it's cute.

~writergal24 (who doesn't own Harry Potter or Fred Weasley or Fred Weasley II)