Love: An Irresistable Desire...HP Fanfic

Chapter 12:

Chapter 12: It Must Be Lived Forwards

After a wonderful dinner, the Weasley clan congregated into the living room.

The little children were occupied watching the snow fall outside. The adults, however, kept a PG conversation…for now.

The adults eventually sent the children off to bed. As soon as the kids had left, a quaint conversation concerning children came up.

“Oi, George, do you want a girl or a boy?” Charlie questioned.

“Oi, Charlie, I don’t care,” he answered much to his wife’s delight.

“Honestly, you don’t have a preference?” Bill questioned.

“No,” he said. “You couldn’t possibly have a preference. Take yourself as an example; you have two little girls and a little boy, plus another little girl on the way. You love them no matter what.”

As the male Weasleys were speaking of this, Ginny was fidgeting the whole while.

“Ginny! Why are you fidgeting?” Hermione wondered.

“I have some great news, but Harry doesn’t want me to tell anyone! It’s driving me mad!”

“Is it good?”

“Is it good!? What do you mean ‘Is it good?’ Of course it’s good! It’s great! I’m practically dying keeping this to myself!”

“You can tell me.”

Ginny surveyed the room, finding Harry engrossed in George, Charlie and Bill’s conversation of child-gender preferences (if that was the topic they were still speaking of).

“Oh fine. Harry’s not paying attention.”

And Ginny told Hermione.

During this time that some of the Weasley men (and a Potter) were talking about child-gender preferences and Hermione and Ginny were exchanging secrets, Fred was sitting directly (and quietly) next to Hermione, as well as Ron and Margaret.

And do you know what he was doing? He was sulking. He was not happy.

Let me explain. First of all, Hermione was barely talking to him. Second, Hermione wasn't talking to him. Third, he was “having a conversation” with Ron and Margaret, not listening whatsoever and occasionally contributing ‘mmhhhmmmm’ and ‘sure’. And fourth, HERMIONE WASN’T TALKING TO HIM.

He was off in his own little world when he heard Ginny say something about ‘great news’ and ‘Harry doesn’t want me to tell anyone’. It was a miracle (and a sign that he should listen in) that he even heard that because Ginny and Hermione we’re talking so quietly.

So, he tuned in to Ginny and Hermione’s conversation.

“So you know how Harry and I went to the MediWitch’s today? Well we found out that we’re having a boy…and a girl!”

Hermione silently squealed (and Fred could hear it, somehow) in happiness.

“Congratulations! I knew it!”

Fred, beaming, leaned back farther in his seat, smiling to himself. Four nieces and nephews in one year! A new Weasley record!

Ron had noticed Fred’s face and jolted him out of his reverie.

“Oi, Fred, what do you look so happy about? It’s looks kind of…”

“Kinky,” Margaret finished for Ron.

“No, love. Interesting.”

“No. It was most certainly kinky. Don’t you remember that time…?”