Fred WeaslyXReader

Making a house a home

(Y/n's P.O.V)

Though Twelve Grimmuld place had changed a lot since I moved in over a year ago now, being changed to fit my liking then again when Fred moved in, we changed it, so Fred didn't feel out of place, it was nowhere near ready to have a baby, to grow a family inside its walls. For the first month or so I suffered from bad morning sickness so I would spend the day at home fixing the house up or going baby shopping, I would say I had everything I need... except clothes, we needed to know the gender before I got clothes for the little one.

I had reframed from placing everything where I wanted it but for now, I stored it in the drawing room. I figured it would be the perfect place for the toy room. It was a large area, perfect as our family grew for Fred and me to enjoy our family time with our child and work on things for the shop. As I admired the room not as what it was but for its potential a pair of arms wrapped around me his hands resting on my stomach where he could feel the slight bump where our baby was growing inside me.

"You need not to worry yet my love it's still another six months till we need to worry about setting all this up. You could be resting or return to work!" Fred told me as he spun me around.

"I'm sorry to have left you boys alone, how could you ever keep that shop running without me!" I said dramatically as I looked up at him. "I'll return first thing in the morning. Now let's get lunch before you have to get back to work!"

I smiled up at him before taking him down to the lounge where we flooed to The Three Broomsticks. We sat at our usual table and ate our lunch. When we were done, we visited Hogwarts.

I always loved visiting my family and, on the occasion, I would fill in as a teacher for a lesson or two when the others were busy, everyone enjoyed having, me there so why not. I never went without Fred as I had been prone to have the occasional panic attack while at Hogwarts. I never visited the astronomy tower or boat house as to avoid completely freaking out.

Once we had spent some time at Hogwarts I returned home and Fred to work. I popped on some music; it was just a basic playlist of one-hundred and forty of my old favorite songs that were good to jam to. I didn't feel like doing anything productive, so I just danced and sang at the top of my lungs probably scaring poor Kreacher a couple of times, but I felt relaxed at peace for the first time since the war.

The feeling of peace washed over me as I danced and sang throughout the halls of the house, the constant feeling of wanting to scream or cry that I usually played off as hormones seemed to just vanish as I let the music take over my body, and for the first time in ages I had nothing bad to say about myself I was who I was and that was enough for me. I vibed to all my old favorite artists from Taylor Swift to Shaka J(Shout out to my man Shaka! Check him out on Spotify and YouTube!!! My Favorite of his songs is linked at the top!) I was jamming so hard I didn't realize how long it had been till I heard Fred screeching the lyrics to Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious from Mary Poppins as he entered the room.

I laughed as we sang along together dancing around the room. (Bugger off I know it is very Disney of me!) We didn't stop our fun until Kreacher wondered in with an annoyed look telling us dinner was ready.

"Omg that was so much fun! We have to do that more often!" I laughed as I sat down.

"Whatever you want my love!" Fred lent over to press his lips to mine.

"I'm exhausted from all that now though! Let's have dinner then I'm going to sleep." I yawned.

"Good idea, you have work tomorrow!" I forgot about that!

"Good thing my boss can remind me to get up tomorrow!" I stuck my tongue out at him before taking a bite of my dinner.

Dinner was spent laughing and chatting, after dinner Fred went for a shower while I went to bed. That night my dreams were filled with everything in the world that made me happy, Freddie, our family, my friends, Hogwarts, our child and all the fun things we would all do. I didn't even need to see my face to know I had a big smile plastered on it all night long.

While up until now this place was just a house, a roof over my head while I decided what I wanted to do with my newfound freedom I now knew this was where I belonged, here with Fred and our baby, this was my home and even though it wasn't perfect it was perfect for us, our perfectly imperfect home for a perfectly imperfect family .(How many times did I just say perfect in that one sentence really?)