It was now Halloween, usually she would take Bethany trick or treating but Oliver invited her to a Halloween party at the Burrow. Though Justin invited her once, she turned down the invitation. It took a little convincing from Oliver but she agreed to go. Aaron and her dad were taking Bethany trick or treating.

There was a knock on the door and Bethany beat her to the door to face Oliver. He grinned at them.

"Oliver!" Bethany shouted, hugging her mum's boyfriend.

"Hey Effie," he greeted.

"Today's Halloween, isn't it?" Christina teased her boyfriend who was still clad in his dirty Quidditch uniform.

"I'm going as a Quidditch player, that's a costume," Oliver argued as he walked in.

Christina said. "I suppose at least you haven't tried to fit into your old Gryffindor uniform."

"Who told you?" he laughed sitting on the couch.

She giggled. "I'm almost ready. Can you at least clean the dirt?"

"That adds realism, love."

"You win this time."

Oliver nodded. She finished getting ready and walked out to the living room.

"You look cute, love."

"Thanks, Ollie."

Oliver stood up from the couch grinning. "You ready?"

"I am."

"Bye mummy!" Effie said, hugging her mum.

She smiled and kissed her forehead. "Have fun with your uncle Aaron and grandpa."

"I will."

"And behave."

Aaron said. "She always behaves, Chrissy."

She hugged her brother and parents before leaving with Oliver.

"You know I was tempted to wear a sexier Halloween costume."

Oliver said. "I mean I won't complain if you do but I like that you're very understated."

"You're sexy enough for the both of us anyway," she winked at him.

Oliver ran a hand through his hair. "And I suppose you didn't want Effie to see you in a sexy outfit."

"That too."

They travelled to 'The Burrow'.

"Hello dears," Molly greeted them.

"Hi Mrs. Weasley."

Oliver noticed his sister talking to Ginny. He wasn't expecting his sister to be here, he led Christina over to the two women.

"Oliver!" she shouted, greeting her older brother.

He smiled and greeted her.

Emma finished greeting her older brother and turned to Christina. "You're obviously the woman my big brother can't shut up about."

"He talks about me?" Christina blushed.

Emma laughed. "You're the second thing he never shuts up about. The other is Quidditch. I'm glad I didn't inherit the Quidditch obsession."

"My daughter is a massive Quidditch nerd too. So, I'm used to it," Christina smiled as Oliver wrapped his arm around her waist.

"You want something to drink, love?" Oliver asked.

"I'm good for now but if you want something."

Before Oliver could respond George walked over with a man with dreadlocks.

"Hey you two," George grinned at his former Quidditch captain and his girlfriend.

"Hey George, hey Lee."

A few seconds later, their wives Abby and Angelina joined them and both women were heavily pregnant. Christina's heart ached, she missed being pregnant. She really wanted to give Bethany a sibling.

"Love, I don't think you've met Lee, have you?"

Christina shook her head. "I haven't. It's nice to meet you."

"You too, this is my wife Abby," Lee grinned, wrapping his arm around her waist.

Christina smiled. "It's nice to meet you. How long have you been married?"

"About two years now," Abby smiled. "But we've been together since the summer before our seventh year."

"That's nice, how far along are you in your pregnancy?" she asked.

"Nearly twenty four weeks. I should be due in mid January," she smiled.

Christina nodded. "That's cool. Are you having a girl or a boy?"

"I wanted to keep it a surprise much to Lee's disappointment. I know he hates surprises."

Lee smirked. "But I got some great shower sex out of it."

Abby swatted his arm. "Don't be so crass, Leland."

"You know that's not my full name, Abigail," he laughed, his hand drifting to her belly.

She decided to excuse herself from the conversation. She saw Andromeda trying to put Teddy and Victoire to bed.

"You need help, Mrs. Tonks?"

"Thanks, dear."

It took her a few minutes to calm Teddy down and they carried them up to bed.

"Victoire and Teddy are super close aren't they?" she asked, glancing at the little boy in her arms.

"They are. Teddy needs someone around his age to play with."

"If I knew they were going to be here, I would've convinced Bethany to come."

Andy nodded. "Have you introduced your daughter to Oliver?"

"I have. They get along great. Oliver told me he loved me last month after we ran into my ex-husband."

"He did?"

She nodded. She had told her family about the incident with Scott and the fact that Oliver had basically told her he loved her but it was nice to get an outside opinion.

They put the kids to bed and walked back downstairs to see Oliver chatting with Charlie. She walked over.

"Where have you been, love?" Oliver asked as she joined them.

"I was helping put Teddy and Victoire to bed."

Oliver nodded. "You remember Charlie?"

"I do."

A few hours later, it was time to leave. Oliver escorted her home.

"I had fun tonight."

"Me too."

Oliver yawned. "I know it's a lot to ask but do you think I could spend the night? I think I'm a bit too tipsy to apparate home."

"I suppose you could. How would I explain it to Effie?"

"Just say that you had a grown up sleepover. I'll probably be gone before she wakes up anyway."

"My daughter is a lot smarter than that. Though, Eliza's spent the night plenty of times over the years and I'm a grown woman."

"A sexy woman," Oliver said cheekily.

"I like when you have a few drinks in your system. You get even more cheeky than usual," she giggled as she walked in.

"Hey Teeny," Francis greeted his daughter.

She stifled a blush at her dad's use of her childhood nickname.

"How was the party?"

"It was fun. Can Oliver spend the night, he doesn't feel comfortable travelling home after having a few drinks."

"You don't need to ask if your boyfriend can spend the night. Eliza spends the night a lot."

"Isn't that a little different?"

Francis shook his head.

"He'll sleep on the couch and probably be gone before Effie wakes up," she said.

Oliver said. "I'll probably need some clothes to sleep in."

"I'm sure Aaron has some clothes that might fit," she said.

Oliver asked. "Can I take a shower too? All the charms I cast on myself wore off and I smell horrible."

"I was wondering what that smell was," she teased her boyfriend.

"So, is that a yes?"

"Go ahead, Ollie."

He nodded, walked to the bathroom and began getting undressed. He jumped into the shower and turned on the hot water. Not only had he cast some deodorant charms but some charms to help his sore muscles so they were wearing off too. The nearly boiling water helped a tad but he found himself moaning and groaning.

"You alright, Ollie?" Christina asked, walking in with a pair of pajamas and a towel.

"Just fine, love. The hot water feels good on my sore muscles," he explained as he turned off the water.

"That's good. I thought you were in pain."

Oliver smiled and stepped out of the shower boldly. Christina couldn't help but scope out her boyfriend's body trying to keep a neutral face.

"You like what you see, Miss Finch- Fletchley?" he teased.

She stammered. "Is it that obvious?"

"It is."

"How big are you?" she asked, her eyes flickering towards his 'little' Oliver.

He smirked at her. "I've never really measured him before but I think I might be the smallest on the team."

"I don't care to know how big your teammates are, Oliver. You seem about average or a little above. You're definitely bigger than Scott."

"That's good to know, can I have the towel so you stop drooling over my penis," he laughed, winking at her.

She bantered back. "I only came in here to give you a towel and some clothes. You just happened to step out of the shower while I was here."

Oliver dried himself off and dressed in the pair of Aaron's pajamas. They walked out of the bathroom and to the couch.

"Goodnight, Ollie. Sleep well."

"Night, Chrissy."

She kissed his cheek and walked off to her bedroom.