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Last chapter before the epilogue!
Song - Sleep Alone by Max Styler ft. Ella Boh


"What?!" It was screeched so loud I damn near plugged my ears. Instead, holding onto the facade my mother had raised me to have, I simply cringed. Speaking of Mother...

She stood in the corner of the room, smiling softly. Molly stood next to her, hands clasped over her mouth in excitement. Andromeda stood beside Molly, wearing the same smile Mother was and sending me a sort of I knew it smirks.

Charlie sat on one of the couches with Noah on his lap. Charlie grinned, a row of his teeth showing. Noah was smiling from ear-to-ear in excitement, mumbling something or other under their breath.

Ron sat on another couch, nodding his head fondly. Hermione sat next to him, shaking his arm and whisper-yelling things like 'OH MY GOD DRACO IS PREGNANT!' and 'RON DID YOU HEAR THAT?!'.

Finally, with a deep breath, I turned to Ginerva. She wore a sulk that made me want to cringe in disgust.

I hated this woman.

"Seriously?" She said. Like that- all of the smiles were replaced with frowns and looks of annoyance.

"Pardon?" I replied, not batting an eyelash as she rolled her eyes.

"Seriously, Harry?" She said again, turning her eyesight to my husband, who looked a bit taken aback.

"Seriously what, Ginny?" He said, his arm coming around my waist.

"You're seriously having another death-eater baby?" Andromeda had to stop my Mother from storming towards the ginger. I was about to say something when the woman's legs suddenly seemed to become jelly and she sunk to the ground.

Hermione was beside me a second later, her wand pointed at the woman with a sneer that rivaled the ones I used to throw at Harry across the Great Hall at Hogwarts (which was another story).

"I'll take the spell down if you promise to sit with us as a big girl and act like a proper grown-up," I realized with a start that this was why Harry and Ron were always so afraid of Hermione Granger- she was scary!

Ginny glared at her. I had to bite the insides of my cheeks to keep from laughing. I slithered my arm underneath Harry's and leaned onto his shoulder.

"Well, congratulations!" Molly said with a clap of her hands. Just like that, the tension was gone.

"Thanks, Molly," I said with a smile.

"Thanks, Ma," Harry said, pressing a kiss to her cheek. We sat down on one of the couches. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ginny sit down.

"How far along are you?" Hermione said, sinking down beside me and giving me a huge smile. I remembered the same talk when I was carrying James.

"About 4 weeks," I said, smiling as I felt Harry's hand rest on my stomach. 

"Your baby is the size of a poppy seed!" Luna said from another couch.

"A poppy seed, really?" Harry said, an eyebrow raised.

"Mhm," Luna nodded.

"Why are we not focusing on the matter at hand?!" I bit back a sigh as Ron turned to his sister.

"We... are?" It came out as a question. 

"No, we aren't!" She said exasperatedly.

"Do tell, what is the matter at hand?" It was Charlie now, eyes squinting at her dangerously.

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