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My mother loved Fred and Roxanne dearly.  She spoiled them, overfed them, and seemed believe their façade of innocence.  Molly does the same, but having raised seven children, including George, she knows they are far from innocent.  

I love them more than… anything.  They are my beautiful, laughing children, pure and untouched by the war.  When I looked at the world, everything had scars from Voldemort's destruction.  Towns were missing buildings, families were missing children, people were missing a part of themselves that had been snuffed out.  My own husband was missing his twin.  My children were whole, missing nothing.  When I looked at them, I saw a part of this world that Voldemort had been unable to touch.  

Fred and Roxy laughed and smiled when I sang silly songs, and the scariest thing in their world was the Bogeyman. They represented to me the good, safe word we had created, and I wanted to surround myself with it.  We were happy, but I needed more of that tangible joy that children seemed to be made of.

I told myself that three would be enough.  Three was a good-sized family, but not overwhelming.  When I got pregnant again, it was with twins.  Myles and Zoe.  

I would take them to see my mother, where she continued to dote on them and play with them.  She would exclaim how perfect they were, and in the same breath she would comment snidely about how big the family was getting.  "Do you have enough money to send them to Hogwarts, or do you need help?  Is your house big enough?  How can you lose the baby weight, if you just keep having more?"  I tried to ignore her.  But as much as I tried to push it away, some of what she said stung.  A part of me knew she was right, and that part tugged at the back of my mind, constantly whispering with her voice.  I took them to visit Molly instead, hoping she would give me answers.

"Simply put, I had feared that we would all die in that first war," she said, rocking a sleeping Zoe.  If she and Arthur died, one would not be able to survive alone.  Would two?  What if one of them died as well?  Would three be able to protect each other, hold themselves up when times were tough?  Would four?  She begged Arthur for more children, more than they could afford.  The children knew nothing of the looming danger, and Molly could forget it too as she chased after her mischievous sons, wiping their noses and kissing their bruises.  It was all she had, but it could never be enough.  Ginny was born, the first war ended, and the danger was buried.  All nine of them had survived.

I found myself in an opposite, but eerily similar, frame of mind.  When my children laughed and cried and raced about, I forgot the horrors we had faced.  My entire world was little Zoe as she took her first steps, Roxy as she wailed and Fred as he shouted that he hadn't done anything, and myself as I tried not to laugh.  When I looked back, I saw death and pain and terror.  I still had nightmares about it.  But when I woke up, I would go into the nursery and pick up Myles and hold him tightly, proof that we had survived and the horrors I had just endured were only in my memory.

Four was a lot.  The wish for controlled chaos was a joke that George and I exchanged with his siblings. I gave up working and spent every hour of my day with my children, but somehow it still wasn't enough.  I still craved more laughter, more happiness than was already in a house that overflowed with it.  George felt the same way, though we talked about it as little as possible.  When we did, we ended up talking each other into another baby.

I miscarried that child.

I knew that it was a girl.  Her name was Nicole.  I am ashamed to admit that, for just a moment, I considered the unthinkable.  Suicide.  I desperately wanted to know what my little girl looked like—surely I would meet her in heaven?  I was in our bedroom, sitting on the edge of our bed, twirling my wand between my fingers, when Zoe rushed in, as fast as she could run, having just learned how.  Still in my trance, habit dictated that I slide down to the floor and allow her to bury her tear-stained face in my robes to sob.  Roxanne followed moments later, shouting about something that she hadn't done.  I have to admit that I didn't really care what Roxy had or hadn't done.  All I cared about was that little Zoe was clinging so desperately to the front of my robes, as if I was all in the world that mattered to her.  It was like she reached through my haze and pulled me back down to Earth, back to her.  I knew then that, someday, I would meet Nicole, and she would cling to me in exactly the same way.  But she would wait for me.  I had four children that couldn't wait, and I needed them as much as they needed me.

I had thought, foolishly, that there would be no more pain.  Any post-war world would seem easy, uncomplicated, compared to the hell that we had been trapped in for so long.   

I accepted losing Nicole, but the pain wasn't any less, and I still wanted another baby.  Cameron resulted.  The first time I held him, I cried.  I loved him, oh, how I loved him.  But he deserved another sister.  

My mother still doted on them, loved Cameron, but I could see when she looked at him that she hadn't changed her mind about my family.  I think she felt that by having Cameron, I was defying her.  How she flattered herself with such ideas.  I didn't give a shake of Merlin's wand what she thought of the size of my family.  We talked less and less, simply because I couldn't stand the way she looked at the younger ones, or the rude little remarks, badly hidden under a smile.

Molly, on the other hand, only ever doled out pies and treats, hand-knitted sweaters and kisses.  She seemed amused by the size of our family, and I knew she understood.  She and I were so similar, and she knew what a large family meant to a grieving woman.

I watched them all play with George one evening, and realized why I had felt such a craving to have more.  My children were never meant to exist.  Voldemort had intended to stamp out every blood traitor and Muggle and Muggle-born.  George and his entire family were to be exterminated, like a bunch of Crups with bad tails.  Watching them, I found that my constant craving for more children was gone.  I had five happy, rambunctious, carefree children, and I needed no more.  I told George and he laughed and kissed me.  "Five is perfect," he agreed.  We had five children that were anything but perfect, but our family was.  Life filled every corner of our home, chasing out the horrors of our past.

When Cameron was ten months old, I discovered that I was pregnant again.  We laughed for hours about the irony, and welcomed the newest addition into a home that was never going to be quiet enough for him to sleep.  We let Fred and Roxanne name him, and they christened him with "Arthur," in honor of their grandfather.
So, this is part of my ABC series. I'm going to do them out of order, because I've had this one sitting in my laptop forever, and I like it. And I know that I want D to be Dursley, and br about the Potters visiting Dudley's family, but I'm stuck on how to do that. So, here you go.

This is from Angelina's point of view. And, no, it's not exactly canon. I took one look at the Weasley family tree that Rowling drew up and said "none of them had more than 3 kids? No. Unacceptable." So this happened. And I like it.

Also, I'm going to be "that person" and announce that today I turn 21!!! So enjoy, and know that I'm probably wasted while you read this :iconhurrplz:. Have a great day!!

This is my "ABCs" series. I got the idea from :iconlariren-shadow:. Her series is on the Last Airbender fandom, and it's pretty funny. Most of these will be funny, but a few will be darker, memories of the war and such.

Most of them will be about the Next Generation, but I may throw a curveball. We'll see how things play out.

If you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them, but there are no garuntees I'll be able to bring every idea into it. After all, there are only 26 of these, assuming I stick with it.

Enjoy!!

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Yeah, faving without commenting sucks. Don't do it. You comment, I'll send love. Constructive criticism especially appreciated.
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Princess-Lorelei Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2014
This is so far the best thing. Ever. Like in the whole world pie.
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DynamicInstability Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2014  Student Digital Artist
love it! I can't wait to check out the rest of your series :D
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VictoriaCoronam Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I always knew at least one of the Weasleys was going to have a big family!
I also like your reasoning for why Molly and Arthur had so many kids durring the war. I could never rationalize it myself.
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2012
thanks! it wasn't too hard for me to think of. i just imagined what i would feel like if I had been Molly, trying to be a wife and mother in the middle of a war.
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VictoriaCoronam Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
It definitely makes sense when I think about it like that.
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MagicoffMusic Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Awh so sweet and wonderful. A house full of wonderful kids.
Sounds as fun. Interesting how you come up with the stories and put them in a wonderful perspective :)
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2012
thanks. coming up with the stories is the easy part. writing them is hard.
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MagicoffMusic Featured By Owner Aug 29, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome :).
True, I agree :).
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HawktalonJulieTree Featured By Owner Jun 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Exactly what I thought when I saw the tree! I said "Not happening" and immediately dreamt up some more kids :XD: Loved the fic!
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Jun 26, 2012
thanks!!

seriously. 12 grandkids from a family of 6 kids? ridiculous
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TinkerTalker Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2012  Student General Artist
I love it! you're right, the weasley's have to have a big family. 3. is. not. acceptable.

and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!! it's probably a little late but HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANYWAYS!!!!!!!!!
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2012
haha thanks!!! it was fun :)

and im glad you agree!!! it was just strange. i was not a fan.
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Mayu2 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2012  Student General Artist
It's so lovely!! ♥
I love GeorgeLina, and this fic is pure awesomeness.
May I translate it to Hebrew? ^-^
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2012
Of course you may!! thanks for reading it. just be sure to link back to the original please :)
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Mayu2 Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2012  Student General Artist
Thank you!! Don't worry, I will link to the original fic ^-^
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ExquisitelyExplicit Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2012  Student Writer
OHMYGOD, SO CUTE!!!! :meow:
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2012
thanks!!!
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Swissgrl1 Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2012
nice job! i love your writings! that didnt make much sense but....yeah
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2012
haha thats ok, im glad you liked it!!
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moonrays64 Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2012
This is great! I love Harry Potter and the new generation! :D
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yellow-tulips Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2012
thanks!
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moonrays64 Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2012
you're welcome!
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