Fred held the front door of the house open for Taylor and Celestine. Taylor walked in and sat down on the couch. She brushed away Celestine’s brilliant hair and kissed her forehead.
“Hey,” she said, smiling at her daughter, “Hey baby girl!”
Celestine smiled up at her mother. She reached for her mom’s hair and played with it.

Fred came over and sat down beside them. He reached out his arms, and immediately, Celestine started giggling. Taylor gave the baby to Fred and laid her head on his shoulder.
“What’s her song?” Taylor said, thinking.
“What do you mean?” Fred asked.
“I mean, like, what song will we sing when we’re with her?”
“Oh,” Fred smiled, “So now our child needs a theme song?”
“Oh, you know what I meant! Like, with Lena, I always thought of ‘Unwritten’, because she was always unpredictable. And Sam,” she laughed, “Sam was ‘My Superman’. Do you remember?”
“Yeah, it’s hard to forget…not that I was trying to,” he smiled.
Taylor stood up and walked over to the stereo. She played around with it for awhile, until she was satisfied. Then, she hit ‘play’, and sat back down.

Immediately, ‘Inside Your Heaven’ by Carrie Underwood started playing.

I been down
now I'm blessed
I felt a revelation comin round
I guess it's right it's so amazing
everytime I see you, I'm alive
You're all I've got
You lift me up
The sun and the moonlight
all my dreams are in your eyes

And I wanna be inside your heaven
take me to the place you cry from
When a storm blows your way

And I wanna be the arms that hold you
every bit of air you're breathing in,
a soothing wind
I wanna be inside your heaven

Celestine giggled again and they could tell, this was her song. Suddenly, they heard a noise coming from upstairs. Fred looked at Taylor and said, “Come on,” They stood up and walked up the stairs. As soon as they walked past the nursery, they jumped.

“Surprise!” Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny jumped out. They were standing around a wooden crib. The walls were painted pink, and at the lower half of them, had brown stripes. There were pink and brown flowers placed on the white dresser, and the closet, painted brown, had pink, wooden letters on it that spelled out the word: Celestine.

“Oh my gosh!” Taylor exclaimed, “What did you guys do?! It’s amazing! It’s gorgeous!”
She ran over to them all, giving each of them a hug.
~.~.~
That night, gifts had been given, and they had made Taylor dinner. Taylor was sure that she had the best friends in the world.
Celestine was sleeping in a cradle in Taylor and Fred’s room, and they were sitting on the couch, with an old movie on. Not that they were actually watching the movie. They were in the middle of a major snogging session and were oblivious to anything otherwise.
Taylor had Fred’s shirt unbuttoned and her hands were tangled in his hair.
They were wrapped so closely around each other, it would have been hard to tell whose hands were whose. Fred stood up and shut the blinds, then resumed his position on the couch. Taylor yawned and held Fred’s hand.
“I’m tired,” Taylor said, “Let’s go to bed,”
“Yeah,” Fred replied, “I don’t think we’re going to get another full night of sleep for a long time!”
They turned off the movie, and went to bed.
~.~.~
Taylor awoke in the middle of the night, to find that she was covered in sweat. She looked at her watch. 4:30; Fred must already on his way to work. Then, she began to ponder why she was covered in sweat. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something bright. She looked up and saw that the bathroom door was open and orange flames were eating at the wooden cabinets. They were growing; fast. Soon, they would be ensnaring her room. She flew out of bed and looked in Celestine’s bed. She was gone. Taylor double-taked and decided that she’d better take care of the flames, before they reached Celestine anyway, wherever she was.

She looked up at the flames and grabbed her wand from under her pillow.
“Aqua Eruct-” she started to say, but the smoke filled her lungs, and she couldn’t breathe. She panicked and tried to reach the window to get fresh air, but she collapsed, and passed out.

When she awoke, she was being carried to a small house. She looked at the house and knew that she had never seen it before. She looked at the person that was carrying her, and screamed.
He gently set her down as she screamed.
Taylor looked him over. His brown-blonde hair was sticking out around the ears as usual and it was messy. She stared into his cool blue eyes and had to stop a smile. She remembered when they had first met and she had loved him.
“What are you doing here, Charlie?” she asked, in a hushed voice.
“Saving your butt,” he said. He had a deeply accented voice that Taylor always loved.
Charlie Swindler was standing right in front of her. She hadn’t seen him since the end of her seventh year at Hogwarts.
“I mean…” Taylor stuttered, “Wh-what happened? Wh-where’s Fred? Celestine?”
“Celestine’s inside. I have no idea where Fred is. Wasn’t in the house when I got you,”
“What…what are you talking about?”
“Your house!” Charlie said, “Your house was on fire. You and Celestine were the only ones in the house. They even had some guys from the ministry in there. No one else was there,”

They had reached the house and he opened the door for her. She went inside and looked around. It was light inside, and she looked over at the couch. Celestine was quietly sleeping as if nothing had happened.
“It’s four in the morning,” Charlie said, “Why don’t you go to bed? We’ll talk in the morning. I have a guest room, but it’s a mess. You can sleep on the couch for tonight,”
Taylor nodded and lay down with Celestine.
~.~.~
The next morning, Taylor awoke, and held Celestine close. Charlie was in the small kitchen eating a piece if toast.
She sat up and Charlie looked up from the ‘Daily Prophet’.
“You hungry?” he asked her.
“Not really,” she said.
“Alright, have a seat.”

She stood up and let Celestine sleep for a while. She sat by Charlie, and watched him read the paper.
“So,” he said, “I tell you what I can but…I don’t know anything.”
“Ok,” Taylor said.
“I was looking for you, actually,” he began, “They had started a thing to find you old classmates, and I was part of it. I’d found most of them…but not the one I’d spent so much time with. So I came to find you. And, here, your house is on fire! I called help, and we got you out. That’s it really. I don’t know where Fred is or how the fire started, but I’ll help you find him.”
“Thank you,” Taylor said, “Will you watch Celestine? I’ll be back,”
Charlie nodded, and Taylor apparated to Weasly’s Wizard Wheezes. Okay!!! That's enough for now! TTFN!!!