Bill was shouting happily as Charlie was jumping up and down. Arthur was watching them happily and laughing to himself. Arthur had taken his boys to their first ever Quidditch game, giving Molly a chance to have some peace and quiet while they prepared for the baby that was due in just three months. Bill and Charlie's eyes were wider as the players zoomed past them at lightning speed. They had never seen anyone fly that fast before. Arthur had taken them on brooms and taught them a bit out the game, but never had they seen Quidditch in this way.

"Daddy, what's the seeker doing?" asked Bill

"He's feinting, see?"

"You mean he passed out?"

"No" Arthur laughed, "It means he's tricking the other seeker. He's diving towards the ground really fast so the other seeker thinks he saw the snitch and he follows.

"But the other seeker's gonna crash Daddy!" Charlie cried.

As he said it, the seeker of the opposing team that they were supporting crashed to the ground to collective boos and cheers from the crowd.

"WOW!" Bill and Charlie shouted together.

"Daddy, I wanna be a Quidditch player like them!" Charlie announced when the game was over and he being carried on his father's shoulders as they walked back to the portkey that would take them home, Bill holding his father's hand.

"I thought you were going to be a dragon tamer," Arthur said smiling.

"Yeah, that too" Charlie said perfectly seriously, as though he didn't understand why his father didn't know that he could do both.

"OOH, Daddy, look!" Bill said as his eyes found the souvenir shop.

Arthur sighed quietly to himself. He was able to acquire tickets from work, and was extremely grateful that he was able to bring his boys to a Quidditch game, something that his father had done for him and his brothers growing up, but he knew this would happen. They didn't have much money to spend on frivolous things while they had a lot of new things to buy for the new baby, and Bill and Charlie seemed like they were growing out of their clothes every day. But he couldn't deny Bill and Charlie a souvenir from their first Quidditch game, he didn't have the heart.

"Alright, boys, you can each get ONE small thing. But only because this is a special day. This is your first game, we're not going to get souvenirs overtime we come." Arthur said.

Twenty minutes of oohing and ahhing and "I can't decides" later, the three Weasleys were walking back toward their portkey, Bill with a poster for his room, and Charlie with a small figurine of the seeker.

Another ten minutes later found Bill running through the back door of the Burrow and into his mother's arms.

"Did you have fun, sweetie?" Molly asked.

"It was wicked, Mummy! And look! Look what I got!" Bill shouted holding up his new poster.

Molly pursed her lips a little at the sight of Bill's souvenir, knowing that Arthur had spent money they needed for the new baby, but she decided not to say anything.

"That's wonderful, Bill. I'm so glad you had a good time. Ah there they are!" Molly said as Arthur walked in the door with a sleeping Charlie over his shoulder, the toddler's seeker figurine still in his little hand.

"Hello, dear" Arthur said giving Molly a peck on the cheek. "I'm going to put this one in bed."

"Alright, why don't you go to Bill. And brush your teeth!" Molly said, kissing both boys on their heads.

Arthur followed Bill into the room that he and Charlie shared and placed Charlie gently on his bed before tucking him in and kissing his forehead.

"Alright, Bill, in you go. Did you have fun today?"

"Yes, Daddy, Thank you for bringing me and Charlie there."

"You're quite welcome, Billy. I hope we can go again very soon. Maybe we can even bring the new baby when he gets a little older, would you like that?"

Bill paused a moment and looked up at his father with wide, inquisitive eyes.

"I think that would be alright."

"Oh, good, I'm glad" Arthur laughed.

"But Dad-"

"But what?"

"What if the new baby is a girl? Can we bring a girl to the Quidditch games?"

"I reckon we could," said Arthur, "But between you and me, I think it's going to be a boy."

"Me too" Bil said.

Arthur laughed again. "Okay, goodnight Bill. See you in the morning. I love you very much".

"I love you too, Daddy."

Back downstairs in the sitting room, Molly was sitting down with her knitting needles, her hands resting on her big belly. Arthur bent over and gave her a proper kiss, now that the boys were in bed. He put a hand on her stomach.

"How's my little boy- I mean baby doing?"

"He or SHE is fine," Molly replied with a small smile.

Arthur sighed and sat down in his chair with the daily prophet. "Molly, dear, I know you must have noticed the boys' souvenirs from the game,I-"

"It's alright, Arthur" Molly cut him off, " The boys deserve a treat every once in a while, it was their first game after all. I'm just a little worried about the new things this baby will need."

"How much new does the baby really need? Charlie doesn't use the cot anymore,so the baby will have that plus the changing table and the rocking chair. We have plenty of clothes left over from Bill and Charlie. And IF the baby happens to be a girl, we can turn them all pink. Speaking of which, why don't you just have the healer tell you what the sex of the baby is?"

"Because, Arthur, I like being surprised. And I won't have time to be disappointed if it isn't a girl because I'll have already seen the baby and will already love him."

Arthur nodded. Sometimes he didn't understand women.

That night, Molly woke Arthur up in the middle of the night.

"Molly, where did you go?" Arthur asked, noticing that she had left the bed and had only just come back into the room."

"Oh, you know. Just to check on the boys, I couldn't, AHH, sleep". Molly had bent down, doubled over in what looked like pain.

"Molly, what's wrong? Is it the baby?"

"I, AHH, don't know. I just keep getting these weird cramps. It feels almost as if I'm going into labor, but it's way too early!"

"Molly, perhaps we should get you to the hospital."

"Maybe," Molly admitted. "But what about the boys?"

"I'll have my Mum come over. You lie down while I go floo her."

Five minutes later Arthur was running back up the stairs, panting.

"She's on her way, Mol. Come on, I'll take you by side-along to the hospital".