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“Merlin, Y/N/N,” George took the branded chest from your hands. “Will you stop trying to pick those things up? Let me and Draco do it, just sit down.”
You rolled your eyes, but just walked back while he and Draco carried the kids’ baggage from upstairs and into the car trucks, dodging Scorpius while Astoria distracted your nephew with his book.
Draco had gotten his driving licence just a couple of years ago, and had offered to help you drive all of the kids to King’s Cross now that you weren’t able to get behind a wheel.
“Nova,” you called your daughter. “We’re almost going, you don’t want to miss the train, do you?”
Your girl rushed down from her room, carrying a backpack with her cat’s items and holding Pinky in her arms.
“Sorry, mum,” she apologised, throwing her hair back unsuccessfully. “I’m ready.”
You shook your head and reached for her, pushing her red locks behind her shoulder and picking up her crate, helping her put her pet inside and giving it to Draco, so he could put her in your aunt’s car along with Vega’s owl.
Offer one of them a pet and now your house becomes a zoo, Mrs Weasley had joked once, and you couldn’t disagree.
“Vega,” you called her twin.
“In the car,” your daughter announced.
Taking the kids to Hogwarts was always a mess, and today things had just doubled in number.
“Where Orion?” you called, realising you hadn’t seen your son in the last 15 minutes. “George, did you help him with his books?”
“His library ?” your husband corrected you, stopping in the foyer. “Yes. It’s in the car. He’s there too, where is Sirius?”
You turned to Astoria, who just shrugged, and Andromeda shook her head, indicating she also didn’t know where your boy was.
When you saw a broom with the corner of your eyes, you turned right in its direction, finding your son trying to sneak outside with it.
“Oh, no, young man,” you walked to him, taking it away from his hand. “No brooms for you, you know the rules. First years can’t have brooms.”
He pouted and whined.
“But mum, Vega, Nova and Teddy are taking their brooms to school!” he protested.
“Vega and Nova are in their third year,” you waved your wand, sending him broom back into the closet. “Teddy is in his fifth. They are following the rules. Now go get in the car.”
He stomped outside, and you sighed, pushing your hair back and just trying to remember if everything was right and in place.
“Hey,” George stopped by your side. “One last thing. Did you sign the Hogsmead thing for the girls?”
“Yesterday,” you assured him. “It’s with their books, Vega wouldn’t let me forget about them.”
He nodded. Your Slytherin twins were very excited that they were now going to visit the village where your romance with George started to bloom.
“Time to go, then.”
You squeezed yourself onto the front seat of your uncle Ted’s old car, too big to fit in without pushing the seat back to accommodate your growing bump, and ignored Draco’s laugh before he took off.
Honestly, the very last thing you expected this year was to be pregnant again. After Sirius and Orion, born two years after the girls, you and George had deemed your family complete and didn’t plan on adding a sixth kid to the mix. Your plans for when everyone was in Hogwarts was to expand the Weasley’s store outside the United Kingdom, and you’d use your time to travel between your home and their new place, but your plans were postponed when found out you were pregnant again.
“Do you have a name yet?” Draco asked.
“Nymphadora,” Vega jumped to tell him. “Her name will be Nymphadora.”
Your brother gave you a surprised look, and you just nodded. You’d wanted to name a kid after Tonks for a while now, but didn’t want to do it without Teddy saying you to it, and this baby name had his blessing.
“It’s a nice name,” he smiled.
“Thank you.”
You arrived in King’s Cross and walked to George’s side as soon as the kids got ready to enter the train.
“Watch out for the young ones, okay?” you held Teddy’s hand. “And have fun, don’t break any rules.”
“Yes, mum,” he rolled his eyes but accepted the kiss you lied onto his cheek, the name rolling out of his lips with ease since his childhood. “Promise you’ll mail me first when Dora is born?”
“I will,” you assured him.
You kissed his cheek again, hugging Victoire and Dominique goodbye before kissing your daughters and squeezing them tightly before they just rushed out to see their friends.
“Write to us every day,” you instructed, trying to fix Sirius’ hair from the weird Mohawk he’d insisted on wearing today. “And be nice to your brother, you know how nervous he is.”
“Mum,” he moved his hands to his hair. “You’re making me look like a nerd
You ignored his protest, and just held his face in your hands.
“Sirius…”
“I’ll write, mum,” he assured you. “Can I go in now?”
You shook your head and kissed his cheek, letting him walk away just as Orion hesitated to even leave your side.
“You’re going to write me, right?” he asked, the very opposite of his eager twin.
“Every day,” you kissed his forehead. “And school will send you home to see your sister when she is born.”
He nodded, still looking sad, and you bent down to kiss him once again.
“I love you, honey. You’re going to love Hogwarts, trust me.”
He was the last of your children to get on the train, leaving you with George to watch them go.
“I’ll miss them,” you sighed. “Let’s see how we survive until they are back.”
George chuckled and hugged you from behind, resting a hand onto your belly.
“Do you think he’ll try to sneak out and play quidditch with the other kids?” you asked, already knowing the answer.
“If I know your son, yes,” he confirmed. “I mean… He does justice to his name.”
“Unless I’ve developed the ability to produce ginger kids from nothing, I’m pretty sure he is your son too,” you reminded him. “Poor McGonagall.”
George laughed and kissed your temple, waving goodbye along with you and your brother.
“What do you think?” Draco asked. “I say Orion is going to Hufflepuff and Sirius is going to Gryffindor.”
“Or Slytherin,” George suggested. “What do you think, love?”
You shrugged.
“I don’t know,” you said simply. “We’ll see it tonight.”
You didn’t really care. As long as your kids were happy, everything was just fine.