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The young bride found herself growing larger as the weeks turned into months. Penny found it a bit easier as time went on and that was thanks to her husband. He was beyond doting. George spent his free time with Penny, every single second he had to spare. In Penny's free time, which was every awake hour, she was bouncing back and between George, Royce and good old Molly Wobbles. She never was truly alone and she was all the happier for it. Even one days when everyone else seemed busy, someone would pop in and say hello. Probably on request of her husband.

The little boy, who Penny found herself creepily calling Freddie, was growing to be about the size of a food baby on her Belly. It was definitely noticeable when she wore tighter clothes. What Penny feared more, however, was her friends' reactions when they came home from school for the summer holiday. She had only just seen them at Christmas, and the next time she would see them she would look like a whale. Ginny would for certain scream so loud at her brother that the professors at Hogwarts could hear it from London. She refrained from writing to Ginny or Hermoine about it in case an angry howler was to be sent or a curse item. Penny would never put it past Ginny to hex an item and send it along.

While Penny was frantic in the very early stages of the pregnancy, George was currently. Everyday when he came home from work, he felt the need to baby proof something. He even tried his hand at baby proofing the shop, until Fred got very upset and turned it back. George's latest obsessive thought was that they needed to move entirely. It was something that Penny didn't disagree with, but she knew better that they didn't have the money to do so. Nevertheless, George recruited an entire task force of Remus, Royce and Arthur who all took Penny to see homes and see which one "spoke to her," in George's own words.

"Arthur you didn't need to take a day off for this." Penny looked guilty at her father-in-law.

Remus put his arm around her and smiled. "You should have read George's letter. He made it sound like an emergency."

"But you should be with Tonks, Prof- Remus." She tried to smile through her mistake.

He laughed back. "Tonks will be okay for the day."

Royce pulled out the keys to the house they were looking at. "This is a big day kiddo. We're all just here to help you."

The first house they looked at didn't fit the bill. Or the specifics that George had written down for her, or even the ones she had in her head. When Penny described the home requirements to the older men they all looked at her with a crooked face. Specifically a face saying she was looking for too much.

"George instructed me that he wants a large enough plot of land to raise a large family. An upstairs capable of an expansion charm but if not more than three bedrooms. He would like to live near a wizarding community and not far from London."

"Sounds unready to leave home." Royce laughed,

They weren't mistaken. George wanted his childhood home replicated for his own children. In his mind he was going to try and out grow his own family. It was, without a doubt, unknown to his wife yet. Seemingly the same situation Molly Weasley found herself in.

Remus had found a nearly perfect match for what they had been looking for in Surrey. One of Tonk's friend's told her about the recent builds in this area and that those who lived there were young couples either ready to start families or have young children. When the three men and Penny arrived at the house, everyone immediately liked the oddity that it was. It had plenty of space between the other homes. There were at least a few kilometer. The home itself was stacked like blocks turned on angles. It was taller than the burrow. Once they stepped inside, even bare bones Penny loved it. The kitchen and living room sat on the first floor, the bedrooms worked their way up there.

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