SWEETHEART | F. WEASLEY

Twenty

                                                                                   MAY 1ST 1998

Two of Cassiopeia greatest fears were one, giving birth, and two being a mother.

She wanted to be the type of mother that her kids would go to if they ever had made a bad mistake or they didn't know what to do, she also wanted to be the fun parent, the parent who the child came to if anything happened. The fact that it was all happening with Fred just meant that she knew everything was going to be okay, that she had nothing to worry about because he would always be there for her and she would do the same. She thought she could never love anyone more than Fred Weasley, but she was far from wrong.

"Come on Cassie, one more push, you can do it." Fred encouraged her, the sweat dripping down cassie's face had drenched her top. George had his hand being crushed by cassie's.

"I can't.. I can't do this.." She whispered in agony, every bone in her body was on fire in the most unpleasant way.

"Yes you can, You are doing so wonderful, one more Cass, that's all we need." Cassie looked at Fred and he kissed her forehead.

Cassie screamed bloody murder for her last push and thankfully it was enough, a crying baby boy came out, already sprouting curly ginger hair and a very good set of lungs. Cassie sighed loudly as she let go of both Fred and George whose hand she had been crushing for the past three hours. Fred let George cut the umbilical cord, as Molly wrapped him in the softest baby blanket she could make. Fred took their newborn and gave him straight to cassie.

"He's so beautiful..." Cassie whispered in utter exhaustion, but they were not done yet. Cassie felt another push coming a long which made her look at Fred in panic.

"Molly?!" Cassie asked, Molly ran back into the room holding the baby bucket so they could clean him.

"What?!" She asked frantically, spilling some water.

"When you had Fred and George did you feel the need to push more?" George shrieked loudly.

"Twins?!" George asked his brother, "How many times did you have sex?"

"Oh George, It doesn't work like that!" Molly hissed at him, Cassie screamed again, knowing all too well that they were not done pushing.

"Take him, Take him." Cassie gave the new baby to Fred who didn't want to leave her. Fred picked his son up in his arms and cradled him gently. George went straight to Cassie's side and held her bone crushing hand.

The new apartment hadn't known many horrific screams as it did on the 1st of May at three thirty in the morning.

Twelve minutes later, a Baby girl was born with the same amount of hair on her head as her brother but a very unusual colour for a Weasley. The darkest black curls but unlike her brother not a peep came out of her.

"Is he okay?" Cassie asked worriedly.

"She's just beautiful." Molly told her, cutting the umbilical cord. Molly chuckled, the first weasley with dark hair, what mischief indeed.

Cassie reseted her head against the pillow, she was starting to close her eyes as everything got to her, no drugs, no magic, no pain relief and she was completely miserable but also the happiest person in the world. She could feel how weak she was and all she wanted to do was close her eyes.

"Cassie?" Fred asked, noticing something wrong.

"I... I just want to close my eyes.." the faint in her voice made him give his son to George as he went by her side.