Undeniable Truths

14~ Aunt Minny

The phones blowing up, the kids are running around and won't lay down. Oh how I didn't miss putting kids to bed.

"Korrin Draco, Theodore Remus you come here right now before I call your parents."

"Weeeee!" they squeal as they continue doing laps around my coffee table.

"You better be in front of me by time I count to three! 1...2...thr... Thank you." I smile as I look down at the four and five year olds. "Now go put your PJ's on and brush your teeth."

"Awe, but Aunt Minny, T.R. and I want ice cream," Korrin pouts.

"You and T.R. always want ice cream. But it's too late for that, it's bed time now. Maybe we can have some before your parents come tomorrow."

"Yes, Aunt Minny," the both chorus.

*+*+*

"Hey, sorry I didn't answer earlier, I'm babysitting tonight and was trying to put them down for bed," I whisper into the phone.

"It's alright. You're busy, if they're asleep I can call back tomorrow so you don't wake them up," Percy answers back.

"Naw, they're out. The only one I have to worry about is T.R. because he's a light sleeper, but Korrin couldn't be woken up by a bomb," I chuckle.

"Who's T.R. and Korrin?"

"Right, you haven't met them. T.R.'s real name is Theodore Remus Lupin, he's Harry's godson. Korrin is my friend Ginny's step son."

"Oh, okay. Who's Ginny married to?"

"Blaise Zambini. We went to school with him, but he was a Slytherin. We didn't know each other very well back then."

"Why did she introduce herself as a Weasley if her husband's last name is Zambini?"

"She feels weird introducing herself as Ginny Zambini. I dont know, it's strange to me also."

"I'm not sure how I would feel if my wife introduced herself by her maiden name all the time."

"Trust me, Blaise doesn't like it, and if he was around he would've corrected it for her."

"Aunt Minny," I hear a sweet voice call.

"One second Percy, someone woke up, I'll call you back," I whisper.

"Okay, talk to you later, love," Percy says as he hangs up.

"What's the matter, Dear?" I ask as I enter my spare room.

"I'm scared, Aunt Minny," Korrin replies.

"Why are you scared?" I stride across to the twin bed on the left and sit in the edge.

"Because I keep hearing funny noises," he cries.

"Oh, honey, it's alright, don't cry. I'm right here. I won't let anything hurt you."

He looks up at me with his blue eyes swimming in tears, "What if they forget about me?"

"Who?"

"Mommy and daddy."

I hug him close, "Oh, they won't forget about you. You're their baby boy, how could they forget about you?"

"They want to replace me," he sniffles, "they'll have another baby and then forget about me."

"Korrin, look at me," I speak softly, "they would never forget about you. Ever. No matter how many kids they have, you will always have a special place in their hearts because you were their very first baby."

"But what if they do?"

"Well, then I guess you could become my baby and we can have all the ice cream in the world," I promise to him. "And we can go on adventures and have sleep overs all the time. How does that sound?"

"I'd like that. And then Teddy could come live with us too."

"I'd like that too."