Rebels → F.W

//13

"Meeting my parents, part two," Fred said, grabbing Charlotte's hand. "Are you ready?" he added seriously, looking at her. 
"Well, I mean, it could go worse than last time," Charlotte said. 
"Yeah... well, at least you're not the one pregnant. She'll see you in a new light." Charlotte nodded, feeling a little sick to her stomach. "Hey, bring her some of your date cake. She likes dates, and she likes cakes," Fred said, handing her a container. 
"She'll hate both as soon as she knows," Charlotte replied. Fred laughed. 
"It's not that bad. We're out of school, she knows you don't live with your parents, and she also knows that you do both mine and George's washing; plus you're helping Ella." Charlotte shrugged. 
"It's no Dumbledore." 
"Yes, but it's my Lottie." Charlotte smiled back at Fred. He handed her some tulips, Mrs. Weasley's favourite flower.
"Thanks." 

They arrived at the Burrow the exact moment George and Ella did. Charlotte gave Ella a wave, seeing as the poor girl looked so nervous. The boys shouted for their mum, who came almost rushing down. They exchanged their hello's, and then Mrs. Weasley requested the news. 
"We're pregnant!" they exclaimed together. Whilst they fought over who was carrying the baby, Charlotte and Fred helped Mrs. Weasley, who looked like fainting, into a chair. "Cut her some cake," Fred whispered, walking over to the kettle. Charlotte nodded. She did as told, and handed Mrs. Weasley the slice; tea soon followed. After she was revived with a bit of both, she spoke. 
"Pr-pr-pre-pregnant?" she whispered. Ella and George nodded. In her ear, George whispered the gender. Mrs. Weasley gasped. 
"A girl? A little baby grand-girl?" she whispered. Again, Ella and George nodded. Mrs. Weasley gasped. She grabbed hold of Charlotte's cardigan, as Charlotte was the closest person. 
"I'm going to be a grandmother! I'm going to be a grandmother!" she exclaimed. Mrs. Weasley then pulled Charlotte into a hug. Not sure of what to do, Charlotte hugged her back. 
"Date cake all around, then," Charlotte announced. 
"What's all this?" Mr. Weasley said, walking into the house. 
"We're going to be grandparents! To a baby girl!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed, finally detaching herself from Charlotte. His reaction was a complete surprise. 
"Ha!" he exclaimed, jumping and fist-pumping the air. "I knew it! Ginny owes me a galleon," he added, smiling. 
"What?"