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A week later, Sarah and Fred decided to visit River, Alicia and the new baby. With a crack, the pair apparated into an alleyway edged with bushes.

"Is this it?" Fred asked, spinning in a circle to survey his surroundings. The hot pink gift bag he held swung with him.

Sarah nodded, "Yeah. It's a ten minute walk to Alicia's place from here."

Fred raised a brow, "Ten minutes? You didn't let me know I was in for a hike."

Sarah rolled her eyes at him, holding out her palm, "Shut up."

Fred laughed gently as he entwined their hands. His warm hand enveloped her icy one, heating it up immediately. Sarah tugged him towards her, and the pair set off towards Alicia's house at a steady pace.

Just as they began to walk, a light patter of rain began to pour. The pair had come prepared in their wizarding cloaks, so they pulled up their hoods. They had also cast a charm on the large gift bag Fred held to protect it from the weather.

"Awful weather, huh? Not good for meeting a baby," Fred stated, shaking his head disappointedly at rhe charcoal sky.

"What's the weather got to do with meeting a baby?" Sarah furrowed her brows, watching her boyfriend with interest.

"It's not the best manners to show up someone's house soaking wet and then make their newborn baby sick, is it?" Fred replied, as the rain began to strengthen.

They emerged from the hedge-lined alleyway into a Muggle road. White semi-detached houses lined the wet pavement. An assortment of cars were parked outside each house. Sarah turned right, following the curve of the road.

"We're magic, darling. We can just dry ourselves once we arrive," Sarah replied, as the pair squeezed past a car that was parked too far into the pavement.

"Yeah, but the rain makes the baby sad," Fred retorted, his shoes scraping against the wet concrete.

Sarah raised her brow at this, "You know this, how?"

Fred smiled slightly, his eyes glazing over as if he was reminiscing, "My mum used to say it. George and I used to annoy baby Ginny a lot. We also loved going outside. So, when it rained, Mum used to say it was our punishment for being mean to Ginny because she was sad."

Sarah laughed, "Your mum's a genius."

Fred snickered too, "It only worked for a couple of years. I reckon those were the best years of Ginny's life though."

"Poor Ginny. She had to put up with all of you," Sarah sighed, shaking her head with a smile.

The couple turned a corner, heading down an almost identical road.

"I miss having kids around," Fred blurted out.

Sarah teased, poking him in the ribs, "You haven't even met Byeol yet and you have baby fever?"

"I can't help it - " Fred whined with a laugh, " - I want kids so badly."

Sarah beamed at Fred, whose heart swelled. He couldn't get enough of her, or that smile.

"Put a ring on me then I'll have your children," Sarah told him.

"Oh, I will," Fred answered.

Their banter came to a stop as they approached the gate of Alicia's house. The house was quaint, but cosy. The door and windows were black with gold handles. Under each window sill was a bed of blooming flowers, a colourful sea that contrasted the minimalism of the house extorior well.

Sarah opened the gate, which squealed with age. The pair headed up the stone step path that separated the flowers, heading towards the door.

They stopped at the door step, where Sarah lifted a hand to the knocker.

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