Lora bounced back and forth, rocking her baby gently. It had been 1 week since she'd had little Talin and it felt as though it was even longer since she'd had at least 2 solid hours of sleep. She sighed, shushing him, singing to him, and rocking him, when finally she groaned and stood from her rocking chair, and walked down the stairs and into the kitchen slowly. She rocked him with one hand as she moved to put some tea for herself on the stove and then she held him gently with both arms, bouncing him gently.

"Talin, Talin, it's Ok....Don't cry, booboo...Go back to sleep, you're fine." She begged, rocking him faster. He continued sobbing, this time louder and she let out a moan of exhaustion.

"Talin, please!?" she sobbed now, and kept going back and forth with her son. He wouldn't stop his rant though and she needed him to. She knew why he was so upset....There was a huge storm roaring outside, so thunder shook the whole house and the rain pelted down on the roof and windows loudly. Talin apprently, and unfortunately for Lora, hated the storms! She sighed as she gave up rocking him and slid down the wall to sitting position. She laid him on the floor on his blanket in front of her, then threw her head in her hands and sobbed her heart out onto the Weasleys wood floor. She sat like this for awhile, son and Mum crying as the storm made it almost unable to hear anything, when she heard footsteps on the stairs. She looked up just as Molly came into view. She walked down the last step and tightend her nightrobe before smiling softly, as though she was still half asleep...Woken from a baby crying. She cocked her head slightly to look at Talin and she smiled again. Lora looked at her with tears rolling down her cheeks as Talin continued to let out earsplitting screeches and Molly held out her arms.

"Give him to me." She said softly and Lora looked into her eyes hesitantly. She put a hand on Talin protectively, but also a bit rebukingly.

"He woke you didn't he?" she whispered, angered and frusterated.

"Somewhat...No worries though...I've been woken enough by 7 children of my own, it's time I'm woken by a grandchild." She smiled reassuringly and Lora nodded, lifting her son carefully as Molly bent down to grab him, then she sighed.

"You know, maybe he's hungry? Do you know if he is? You shouldn't begrudge him a meal even though breastfeeding is hard, dear." she began humming, so her words came out as a bit of a song also but Lora smiled, standing.

"No, I feed him whenever he needs it irreguardless..Right now he isn't hungry though....He just ate. He's scared of the storm."

"Aha....I understand. The loud noise, the sudden and shocking lights....Poor boy...My sons were the same and Ginny."

"But you got them to sleep, Mum...I'm useless to my baby!" She almost broke into sobs again but Molly chuckled.

"Oh, no no no, dear...I never could get them to sleep...Only one person could do that!" Lora furrowed her eyebrows.

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"Arthur! Arthur! Arthur wake up! Arthur wake up! Arthur you need to help with the baby! Come on we need your green thumb for children and storms!" Arthur stirred slowly and Molly sighed. Lora sniggered as they stood in the blackended room and she saw her father moving under the covers to hide himself from his wife. Molly groaned exasperately and smirked. she placed Talin right next to Arthur and the baby took one look at him before closing his eyes and letting out an ear splitting screech. Immediately, Arthur awoke and without knowing Lora and Molly were there, or glancing at them, he rolled over, closed his eyes, and placed the baby on his bare chest. He rubbed his hand up and down Talin's back when after a few moments, he fell into sleep and Arhtur sighed happily, holding Talin tight as he fell back to sleep himself. Molly laughed and turned to Lora, but there she was, lying on the floor, asleep also.