The Only One (George Weasley Love Story)

New Arrival(s)

Dedication: You're too sweet ;)

I really hope you enjoy this!! :)

*Freya's POV*

I groaned as my back suddenly cracked loud enough to be heard, George looked up from his pancakes with a frown, I waved off his look as I took my seat at the small table beside him.

"Muscle pain," I muttered while tucking into my breakfast.

"Take it easy today," George reached across the table and took my hand.

"If you're going to continue to do that then I'm eating in the living room," Ginny complained, her mouth stuffed with pancakes as she frowned at us.

Ginny had finished school and now was free to enjoy her summer without worry, she was going to try and join the Hollyhead Harpies quidditch team but she was staying with us to help me with my shop until the baby was born.

"You've stayed with us for a month, this behavior should be normal," I snorted.

Ginny rolled her eyes, "should we get to the shop soon?"

"Let me eat first," I gestured to my unfinished meal.

When I finished George took the plates while Ginny got our wands and Coal before heading off to the music shop.

"So you're due in two months?" Ginny questioned after I unlocked the door to the shop and stepped inside.

"More or less two, yeah," I nodded as I turned the closed sign to open and flicked on the lights.

"What name have you chosen?" Ginny placed Coal on the counter who mewed loudly.

"If we have a girl, I wanted to name her Roxanne. If we have a boy I wanted the name to be Arran," I smiled over at her. "But George has yet to suggest anything, I think he's fine with them both." I took my small chair from behind the counter, sighing heavily as I sat down. My ankles were swollen and the tiniest amount of walking was rather taxing lately.

"And the doctor said you're only having one child?" Ginny raised an eyebrow at my enormous stomach.

I looked at my stomach, it was rather huge for a pregnancy, even Mrs. Weasley had commented that I looked closer to how she did when she was pregnant with Fred and George. Which only made me slightly terrified, "I know I look like it could be twins, but I think the doctor said we were only having one."

"You think?!" Ginny laughed.

I scowled, my cheeks flushing, "get to work," I muttered.

"Freya Weasley. Are you having twins or not?!"

I rolled my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose, "I don't have a great time seeing doctors, I more or less check out on what they say about half way through...."

Ginny's eyes widened as she slowly shook her head, raising her wand and flicking the stacks of untouched records to sort themselves as she dusted and rifled through the music herself.

"If you do have twins, does that mean you'll move out of that tiny flat?" Ginny called from the rock section.

"Im not sure,"  I commented. Although I would much rather not, but with the way I was feeling and looking, that may be wise.

"Well, I'll tell you that no more than three people can live in that flat of yours, there's not enough room," Ginny laughed.

"I know, but I like it that way," I smiled slightly.