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“Dora! Honestly!” I complained as I stopped her little hands from attacking the cake that had been sitting innocently on the kitchen counter in the Burrow. It was Nymphadora’s first birthday, and she had somehow climbed on top of the counter and touched the cake that I told her not to touch until she finished dinner. I have a feeling Uncle George is behind this. Or Fred. Or James.

“Mumma, no!” Nymphadora shouted at me with a pout and a shake of her head.

“Mumma, yes,” I countered as I washed her hands and mouth with the swish of my wand.

I placed her on my hip as I cleaned up her mess, just as Grandmum and Mum walked into the room. They took one look at the mess of a cake and started laughing uncontrollably. I didn’t find it funny at all.

“The others are outside racing, or something. Why don’t you take her and we’ll fix this,” my Mum said in between chuckles. I gave her a sour smile as I stalked out of the kitchen.

“How does the cake look?” James smirked.

“Destroyed,” I answered with an upturned eyebrow.

“It is her birthday. She should be allowed to destroy it if she wants to,” James shrugged as he started tickling my daughter. Nymphadora giggled as she grabbed at my hair, hers turning bright pink in the process.

I decided to not respond to my cousin. It wouldn’t be worth it in the end.

“Mumma! Bwoom!” Nymphadora cried as she pointed to the broom her father was currently riding. Teddy looked up at the sound of her voice and broke out into a dazzling grin as he zoomed over to us.

“Dada, bwoom!” she repeated while holding her hands out.

“Want to ride with me?” he asked her in a gentle voice and her face lit up at the prospect. She nodded vigorously as she struggled in my arms, clapping repeatedly.

“Alright, alright, calm down,” I muttered as I tried to get a stronger hold on her as I passed her over to my husband. Teddy settled her against his chest and with a wink to me, he took off. At a slow pace. And very close to the ground.

“Have you told him yet?” Fred asked as he slung an arm around my shoulder and watched his goddaughter laughing as she flew.

“Nope. I tried to last night, but then Nymphadora started crying, and I was too exhausted after that tantrum,” I explained with a small sigh.

“Tell who what?” Uncle George asked loudly and I groaned. Everybody was looking our way, including the person we were talking about. It was hard to keep a secret in this family. Especially when one family member, *coughUncleGeorgecough*, invents Extendable Ears.

“What are you lot talking about?” Dad asked as he came over closer.

“I don’t know. These three were just talking about telling somebody something,” Uncle George answered with a wide grin. I wanted to hit him. But I didn’t. Because Nymphadora was watching me.

“Abigail?” Victoire asked with a perfectly sculpted eyebrow raised.

I turned to glare first at Uncle George and then at Fred for getting me in this predicament.

And with that, I marched right up to Teddy and whispered something in his ear. His eyes lit up as he smiled goofily.

“Really?” he asked in awe. I nodded as I bit my lip before he kissed me quickly.

“Baby! Baby!” Nymphadora yelled and Teddy and I looked at her before laughing. She was at the stage of repeating everything we say. Well, at least the ones she can pronounce, and then shortening the ones she can’t. We try not to let her stay near Uncle Ron for long amounts of time, so she doesn’t pick up any swear words.

“Is everybody here?” I asked loudly, just as Mum and Grandmum came out the back door to see what was going on.

“We’re pregnant!” Teddy announced and everybody surrounded us in a flurry.

After Nymphadora, well Teddy and I, opened presents and she actually ate her cake, it was time for the real fun to begin.

For Christmas this past year, Uncle Harry and Aunt Hermione got Grandpa Go Karts. So, we decided we’d race them. There were two of them, and two people could fit in each one. So, first up were James and Fred versus Teddy and me, plus Nymphadora, who sat on my lap, buckled in.

After Dad yelled, “Go!” we were all off, and Teddy managed to get us very far into the lead.

“We’re getting smoked, mate!” Fred yelled over to James, who was driving.

“Like salmon, bro!” James responded with a scowl.


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Disclaimer: The last two quotes about getting smoked and whatnot is from Ben and Constantine on The Bachelorette.

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