Hey, this is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh! Anyway, it's about when everyone is older and stuff so... Here it is:


Chapter One

Fred Weasly rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed. His wife Taylor was sitting at her dressing table. She was brushing her long auburn hair.
“’Morning,” said Fred.
“Good morning,” she replied, “Did you sleep well?”
“Yes,”
“Your brother called,”
“George?”
“Yes,” she said softly, “He’s coming over; he sounded like he really needed to talk to you.”
“Can’t he just wait until work tomorrow? Today was supposed to be our day alone together.” He said.
“Well, it sounded urgent,” Taylor replied, “And… well, I thought since he was coming over with his wife, maybe I should invite Harry and Ginny, and Ron and Hermione, so… well, er- I did.” She bit her lip.
Fred swung his legs out of bed and walked over to the dressing table. He leaned his chin on Taylor’s soft hair. She turned around slowly and pulled Fred towards her. She kissed him and all his thoughts went away. He wished it would never end; everything that had troubled him in the entire wizarding world went away in the blink of an eye. He was content that it would never end when Taylor broke away.
“I miss you,” she whispered.
“What are you talking about? I’m right here.” He said reaching for her again.
“No, Fred,” she said, softer still, “the old you, the you that didn’t care about the rules. The you that started that weird joke shop that’s still running to this day.” She sighed, “The you I fell in love with.”
“Well, I could have been the old me today but someone invited people over on our last day alone together.” Fred said.
“Oh, you know George,” Taylor replied, “he would’ve turned up anyway.”
The reason they only had one more day alone together was because their kids were coming home from Hogwarts the following day. Their kids were Lena, who was in her second year and Sam in his first.
Just then the doorbell rang all through the house.
“That,” she said, “is George, I’ll go let them in- and you get dressed, it’s almost 11:00.”
She gave him one last kiss and swept silently from the room. He brushed his brilliant fire-red hair out of his eyes and went to get dressed. Taylor had just reached the bottom of the stairs, when the doorbell rang again.
She opened the door at once to see George and Chereen Weasly standing there.
“Hello,” said Taylor, “Fred’s just upstairs changing.”
“Thanks, Taylor,” said George, “I really must talk to him.”
“Your like Fred,” she nodded with a small smile, “You’ve changed so much since school- Oh, yes, come in.”
As they walked in Taylor looked out the door only to find Harry and Ginny Potter walking towards the door; Ron and Hermione Weasly closely behind them.
“Hey!” Taylor called and she immediately let them in, “There’s food in the kitchen, go ahead in, George and Chereen are in there.”
“Thank you,” said Ron, “I’m starving.”
Taylor suppressed a giggle. He hadn’t changed a bit. She walked into the kitchen where everyone was talking.
“Hey,” said Harry, “Good thing we came today, the kids are coming home tomorrow,”
“Oh, stop,” said Ginny, and they all laughed.
Harry and Ginny had one girl named Elizabeth who was best friends with Lena. George and Chereen had no kids of their own, but they’d adopted a muggle, in hopes of it being a wizard. Ron and Hermione had four kids; Ronald Weasly II, John, Mary, and Patrick. All of the kids were in school except Patrick who was six.
“Hey, Taylor,” said Ron, “Got any chicken?”
“Oh, stop!” pestered Hermione.
“No, it’s okay, there’s some in the fridge I’ll heat up.” Taylor laughed, she had missed them all.
“Hey,” said George, “Where’s Fred?”
“He’s should be coming- he’s getting dressed.” For some reason Taylor noticed how quiet Chereen had been.
Just then, Fred walked into the kitchen.
“OK,” he said, “I’m here, what do you want George?”
“Well,” said George, “Um, Draco Malfoy’s escaped Azkaban.”
“So?” said Ron. “Always knew he would… too much like his father.”
“Ah, but wait there just a minute, young Ronald, dear brother of mine. OK, this is serious. He’s escaped and I think he’s finding a way of somehow taking the position of Volde- You-Know-Who- Oh forget it, I think he’s finding a way to take Voldemort’s place.”
“Oh,” whispered Ginny.
“Yeah,” said George, “And they need us four,” he looked around at Fred, Harry, Ron, “to go after him. And they said that we probably wouldn’t be coming back.” He finished abruptly.
The kitchen suddenly got very quiet. All the men were silent with thought and the women looked as if they had no thought at all. Fred looked around at Taylor who looked like she still didn’t quite understand what was going on. Suddenly she looked up at Fred and couldn’t hold it in. And she cried. Silent tears.
She was losing her Fred all because of a stupid former Death Eater of Voldemort she’d had a crush on in school. What now? How could this happen? Well, I know it's kind of long but well you know, I just got really into the story. Soo... I'll post soon- maybe tomorrow because I've got all weekend! Hope you liked it and thanks for reading!

Successive chapters:

Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
Part 14
Part 15
Part 16
Part 17
Part 18
Part 19
Part 20
Part 21
Part 22
Part 23
Part 24
Part 25
Part 26
Part 27
Part 28
Part 29
Part 31
Part 32
Part 33
Part 34
Part 35

No readers. I'm kind of upset! Well, anyway I'm about to cry (ok not quite!) Here's part 2!!!

It was getting dark out and Fred and Taylor were in they’re room.
“Why are they making you go?” questioned Taylor.
“I dunno,” said Fred, who had been pretty quiet all night. “You know those death eaters, they can’t resist me.” He grinned wide at Taylor.
Taylor gave him a small weak smile.
“How are we going to tell the kids? ‘Daddy’s going away and probably won’t come back’? That just doesn’t sit right with me.”
“The kids won’t care, when have they ever cared about me anyway?”
“I don’t know,” said Taylor, “You’re probably right, they won’t believe me anyhow… but… how am I going to make it?” she started to cry again, “How am I going to go day after day without you? How am I going to do everything? I’m not going to be able to do anything without you.”
Fred stood up from where he had been sitting on the bed. He walked over to Taylor and put his hands on her shoulders.
“Listen,” he said gently, “Nothing- are you hearing me? Nothing is going to happen to me. I’m going to be fine. And you are too. You’re going to stay here and nothing’s going to happen to either of us, okay? I’m going to track Malfoy down, and see that he’s thrown in Azkaban again, okay? Then I’m going to come back here and we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together.”
She nodded silently and opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything, Fred was kissing her. And not just an I love you kiss; an I love you and nothings ever going to hurt you and I wish this could last forever kiss. Taylor broke away to wipe her eyes but found that she didn’t want to so she leaned up to kiss her husband again. It seemed, only for a moment, that everything went away and everything was perfect, one last time.
“I’m gonna go to bed,” whispered Taylor, “We’ve got to pick up the kids tomorrow.”
“OK,” said Fred, “I guess I’ll go too.”
They both changed out of their clothes and into their pajamas. As soon as they got in bed Taylor fell asleep. Fred didn’t. He lay awake for hours thinking. I’m not going, I can’t, and I won’t. Who cares about Malfoy? That’s it, I’m not going! But…I have to go. It’s either me- or the whole wizarding world. He couldn’t let the whole world fall into darkness because of him.
He lay awake for three more hours before he made up his mine.
I’ll go, he thought, but I’m sneaking back here a lot to see Taylor and the kids. I can’t leave them forever. Not even a week.
Slowly he drifted into sleep, and what he saw in his sleep was quite frightening.

~.~.~
Fred was running through what looked like an old hallway in an attic. Suddenly he heard screaming from behind a door. He opened a door and looked in. He saw Molly Weasly, his mother scolding him and George for turning Ron’s teddy bear into a spider. That wasn’t where the screaming was coming from. So, he opened another. In this one he saw Argus Filch yelling, face purple, at him for wandering Hogwarts after hours. That’s not it either. For some reason, he realized all the doors were red except one was purple. He decided to open the purple one, crossing his fingers. He slowly opened the door and saw inside, not a screaming person, but what looked like his wedding day.
Fred stuck his head in the door. Yes, he thought, it has to be. Look at it. Indeed, it was his wedding day. In the seats as guests were Arthur and Molly Weasly, his parents. Remus Lupin, Rubeus Hagrid, Taylor’s parents, Bill and Fleur, Ron and Hermione, George, Harry and Ginny, and Ron and Hermione’s child Mary was the flower girl. There was also, Charlie Weasly, Nymphodora Tonks, Kingsly Shaklebolt, and Mad-eye Moody.
Fred couldn’t hear any noise but he saw the minister’s mouth moving and he took Taylor in his arms’ and kissed her. Their first kiss as a wedded couple. He wanted to stand there watch himself all day but kept moving.
He moved on to the last red door and was sure it was the source of the screaming. He hesitated but opened the door.
Inside, the light was dim and had an eerie glow. When he opened the door the screaming got louder. He looked inside and shut the door immediately and closed his eyes.
Fred had seen Taylor over a boiling cauldron with a wand pointed at her chest. In the background he had seen Lena and Sam in chains. Now the sounds from the room had got louder. He could hear every word they were saying.
The man with the wand had said Where is your husband? And she had answered I’ll never tell you. He promised to protect me and I’ll do the same for him.
He couldn’t listen to this anymore. He shook himself awake.
He didn’t care what George said. He wasn’t going anywhere. He was going to stay right where he was and protect his wife. If someone came for him he would go willingly. He would not let his wife get murdered. He would die for her if had to. Her and the kids. It turned out Taylor was wrong. He was exactly like he was in school. He wasn’t going to play by the rules.

Well, I"m sort of sad, but oh well- story must go on!
Just so you know, the Taylor in the story is not supposed to be me, some people had asked that. It's named after my friend Taylor because it was her idea for the whole story so I named my chareter after her! Thanks Taylor!!! I'll post soon!

The next morning Taylor awoke to find she was alone.
Fred must be having breakfast, she thought. She rolled over onto her side and looked at the clock. It read 9:08. She swung her legs out of bed and stood up. She walked over to her dresser and took out a green tank-top then she went over to the closet and took out a white skirt with sequins and designs on the edges. She pulled off her pajama shirt and replaced it with the tank-top. After she had changed her pajama pants into the skirt, she walked into the bathroom that led off of their bedroom. She took a quick shower then walked over to the sink. She pulled her purple toothbrush out of the cabinet next to Fred’s blue one. She put toothpaste across it and began to brush. When she was done she went back in her room and brushed her hair.
When she was done, she left her room and walked down the big staircase overlooking the balcony. She walked into the kitchen where Fred was eating a piece of toast with marmalade. He was looking at a catalog for what looked like every store in Diagon Alley.
Taylor walked behind him and ruffled his orange hair.
“Good Morning,” she said.
“You too,” said Fred, “I’m thinking we should go to Diagon Alley after we pick up Lena and Sam,”
“Really?” Taylor said, “Why do you want to go there?”
“Well,” said Fred swallowing his last bite of toast, “I wanna buy Sam a broom, a really good one. You remember that letter he wrote us at the beginning of the year, ‘Wispen says I can probably make the team next year with a broom and some practice’ he said. I think he needs one.”
Cole Wispen was the Gryffindor team captain.
“Well, I think we’ll have to buy Lena something to,” said Taylor, “We can go take Sam to get his broom, help Lena find something and then stop buy your store. I know the kids will probably want stuff ‘Weasly’s Wizard Wheezes’ they always do. Plus I’ve been wanting to get some stuff in Diagon Alley anyway. I think it’s a great idea.”
“Ok then,” said Fred, “So… did you sleep well last night?”
“Yes,” said Taylor, “a little troubled but better than having the Dragon Pox.”
“At least you slept better than I did.” Fred said, “Listen,” he said, “I’ve made up my mind. I’m not going after Malfoy!”
“Fred,” Said Taylor, “You have to, you’ve already assured me you’ll be alright, and I have hope now. I believe you.”
“It’s not me I’m worried about,” Fred mumbled, “Listen, I had a dream last night. There were all these doors. Three red and a purple. And it seemed the red had bad things and the purple had good. One, a red, had my mum yelling at me and George for turning Ron’s teddy bear into a spider. Another red one had Filch yelling at us. The purple one showed our wedding day. So I figured that screaming I was hearing was coming from the last red door. So I opened it and…” his voice trailed away.
“What?” said Taylor.
“I saw…it was…I saw…you. You were being held over a boiling cauldron with a wand pointed at you. Lena and Sam were tied up. I couldn’t watch it.”
“Fred,” said Taylor giving him a smile, “it was just a dream, you know. I’m okay, nobody’s taking me. Even if they do, I’ll fight.”
“You don’t understand. They were doing because you wouldn’t tell them where I was. I can’t leave or they’ll take you. I have to stay here and if they come looking for me I’ll go. I won’t let them hurt you.”
“Oh,” whispered Taylor, sounding a little scared now, “Well, you have to go after Malfoy or I’ll get hurt anyway. Go, Fred, we’ll be fine, me and Lena and Sam. We’ll be fine!”
“I’ll think about it, but…”
“Fred, you’re going, or there’s no point in me being here anyway.” Taylor said matter-o-factly.
“I guess you’re right,” he said, “but if something happens- I blame you!”
Taylor gave him a smile and walked over to him.
“I know I’m right,” she whispered, and she sat down on the chair next to him at the table.
She leaned towards him and whispered in his ear, “I’ll be fine, and you will, too.”
She took his face in her hands and kissed him. She kissed him for what seemed like an hour, but he never got tired of it. Suddenly, Taylor broke away.
“We have to go get the kids you know.” She said, and Fred nodded.

I wish people would read!!!

They walked into the living room and put their shoes on. Then they walked over to the fireplace and pulled a flowerpot off the mantelpiece.
“You go first,” said Fred to Taylor.
Taylor nodded with an “OK” and took a handful of FlooPowder from the flower pot, and stepped into the fire place.
“King’s Cross Station!” she spoke, very clearly.
Suddenly everything was spinning, everything was blurry, but she could see through fireplaces. She saw Professor McGonagall’s office at Hogwarts, Arthur Wealsy’s fireplace, and Vernon Dursley’s fireplace before she saw the right one. She stepped through into the fireplace of a quiet little coffee shop in London.
She quickly stepped out to make sure no muggles saw her, and waited for Fred. Ten seconds later, Fred popped out of the fire place.
“Let’s go,” he said. And they left the coffee shop. They walked over to the station where platforms 9 and 10 were boarding.
“Do you wanna go ahead and meet them in the platform?” Taylor said.
“Sure,” Fred replied.
They made sure no muggles were looking, and then ran towards the brick barrier between 9 and 10. Before them was a huge red and black steam engine.
“The Hogwarts Express,” said Fred, “Kissed my first frog on that train!” he said proudly.
Taylor looked at him inquiringly, “and I kissed that this morning?” she looked pale.
Fred only laughed. Suddenly all the students from Hogwarts started to come off the train. Lena and Sam were the ninth ones off.
“Mom! Dad!” they called together.
“Hey guys!” said Fred hugging them both.
Lena’s brilliant red hair that matched her father’s was blowing in her face.
“Listen,” said Taylor, ruffling Sam’s brown hair, “Your father has decided that somebody needs a quidditch broom.” She said looking at Sam.
“Really, Dad?” he looked up at Fred.
“Why not? And your mom decided that we have to get Lena something too, so we’re staying in Diagon Alley for a while.”
“Wicked!” said Lena.
“But we have to get something to eat first so come on guys.” Taylor said looking at Fred. She admired the way he was with the kids. She decided he was wrong. The kids were definitely going to care Fred was leaving.
They got to a restaurant and got something to eat. Fred decided he should tell the kids what was going on.
“Umm…kids, I have to…I mean- George said that…Listen George came and said that Draco Malfoy has escaped Azkaban and they want me, George, Harry, and Ron to go after him. So I’m going to have to go away for a while. But you can stay with your mom, right?” they nodded, “And, I’m sure Ginny and Hermione will bring their kids over a lot to spend the night and stuff so… are you alright?” he finished, looking at Taylor.
“No,” said Taylor, “I’ll be back.” And she ran towards the bathrooms.
“What’s wrong with mum?” asked Sam.
“That’s the other thing I wanted to talk to you about. I, um, are you going to take care of your mother? Do everything your mum tells you to do?” they nodded again, “Good, she needs it,”
“Is she really that sad, Dad?” questioned Lena.
“Well, she, um… your mum’s…your mum’s having a baby.” said Fred, unsure of if he said it right. He had never had to do this. When Sam was born, Lena was only two.
“Oh, really!?!?” said Lena. “I love babies! Is it a girl or a boy! Wow!!! Yes!”
“We don’t know yet.” Fred said relieved.
Just then, Taylor came back to the table.
“Hey, guys,” she said. “Did you tell them?” she asked Fred.
“Yeah,” he said.
“And-?”
“We’re SOOO excited for you Mum!!! Isn’t it, like, just wicked that your having a baby!?” exclaimed Lena.
“Yes, we’re excited, too.” She smiled warmly at Fred and her children.
“I told them that they’d have to help you out a lot when I’m gone.” Fred smiled back.
“Good, I’ll need it,” she laughed. “We’re still going to have fun, but… I wish you were staying.” Her expression changed immediately.
“It’s OK,” said Fred, “I’ll be back soon. Alright, is everybody done? Good! Let’s go get you a broom!” he told Sam.
“Yes!!!” exclaimed Sam.
They left the restaurant and went to the broom store. Sam got a Airwhisp 13000. There hadn’t been a better broom out since the Firebolt. Sam was very excited about this. He had a better broom than half the players in the International Qudditch League!
After they left the broom store, they went to Eeylopes Owlery and Lena got a big brown owl named Hazel. They then went to Weaslys’ Wizard Wheezes, where they bought a number of weird contraptions that Fred and George had invented. They also bought tons of candy. Including: Pumpkin Pasties, Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Bott’s Every Flavored Beans, Cockroach Clusters, Drooble’s Best Blowing Gum, Licorice Wands, and Fizzing Whisbees.
“Alright,” said Fred, “Let’s go home,”
“OK!” said Sam who was already very satisfied.
They marched back to the quiet coffee shop and Fred took a pouch out of his robes. They all, one by one, took FlooPowder out of the pouch and landed at home again.
“Alright,” announced Taylor, “You can try out your broom and stuff your face with candy tomorrow. Time for bed.”
She kissed Sam and Lena both on the head and they marched up the stairs to bed.
“Well,” said Fred, “I had fun, you?” Taylor nodded. “Oh, look, a package!”
Indeed, there was a package by the door.
“It’s from my dad,” said Fred inquiringly.
He unwrapped the package and pulled out a letter.

Dear Fred,
I’ve sent you these because I thought they could help you when you leave for Malfoy.
I hope they help, I’ve sent them to the others as well. I got them from work. You know how I love muggle technology!
Yours truly,
Dad

Fred opened the rest of the package to reveal two muggle cell phones.
“Same, old Dad.” He shook his head, “But these could come in handy.”
“Mm-hmm,” said Taylor, “Now we can talk without fear of owl interceptions.”
She sat down on the couch next to him. He turned and looked at her. He put the package on the table next to the couch and turned back to Taylor.
“Now I’m really going to miss you.” Taylor said.
She looked deep into Fred’s eyes, and kissed him. In a few minutes, the kiss turned into a snogging session that lasted for a long time.
It was now clear to Taylor: her husband would do anything for her and she was positive he would come back for her after he dealt with Draco Malfoy. She felt safe. She felt safe because she was not only with a husband who not only was kind, smart, and quite good looking, but he loved her.
Slowly, Taylor fell asleep on the couch beside her husband.


Alright, come on people! I'm sad!!!

This is part 5. I wish people would read!!! But I'm ok, I will not cry!

The next day was quite sad. George, Chereen, Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron were all there with the kids, saying goodbye.
“Alright, I’ll call every day I promise!” said Ginny to Harry.
“We will, too,” chimed in Taylor, Chereen, and Hermione to their husbands.
“Bye,” Taylor said sadly to Fred.
“Look,” said Fred, “What did I say? No crying! I’m going to be fine! I’ll be back before you know it! And then you and me and Lena and Sam and the baby can be together, and… well, I’ll think of something, we’ll go on vacation or something! Okay?” Fred finished putting his hand on Taylor’s stomach.
“Okay,” said Taylor who still couldn’t quite hide the tears.
“Bye! See ya! Missing you already!” all the husbands said to their wives and children.
After they left the women turned towards each other.
“Hey, Ginny, I’ve got a doctor appointment, will you watch Lena and Sam?” Taylor asked politely.
“Of course,” she said, trying to sound happy.
“I’ll take Sam,” said Hermione, “He can play with John.”
“Okay,” said Taylor, “Thanks both of you.”
“No problem,” said Ginny.
~.~.~
Fred was sitting on a muggle bus next to George. Harry and Ron were behind them. Everyone was silent. No one wanted to talk. Not that anyone could talk because there were muggles all around them. Fred pulled a picture out from his bag.
It was a picture of Taylor and him at their wedding.
Taylor was in her long bride’s dress and she was on Fred’s back. She was laughing. Suddenly Fred would spin around and she would laugh harder. He would then turn around and kiss her and then she would laugh again.
He loved her laugh. That was one of the benefits of being funny. He could always hear her laugh.
~.~.~
A few hours later, Taylor was walking out of the doctor’s office thinking intently.
How did this happen? I don’t understand. I thought this was going to be a reassuring trip to the doctor. Guess I was wrong.
She almost broke down in tears when the cell phone that Arthur had sent them started to ring. It took Taylor some time to figure out how to answer it. Finally, she realized you just flipped it open. She did.
“Hello?” she said.
“Hey,” it was Ginny.
“What’s up?” Taylor asked.
“Elizabeth and Lena want to go over to Hermione’s and play with Mary. Is that alright? She wants them to spend the night.”
“Yes,” answered Taylor, “It’s perfect, I need to call Fred. Listen, Ginny, I… I mean I…Ginny, I- I lost the baby, he’s gone.” She sobbed.
“Oh!” Ginny was shocked, “Ok, I’ll, um, I’ll call Hermione, and you take your time. We’ll take the kids tomorrow too, if you want.”
“No,” said Taylor, “I need the company, just…Maybe, just until tomorrow night?”
“Sure,”
“Thanks, Gin,”
“Your welcome, Bye Taylor.”
“Bye.”
Taylor hung up the phone and went home.
When she got home she immediately called Fred.
“Hello?” he said, even through the phone he sounded sweet.
“Hi,” Taylor practically whispered.
“Taylor?” he said, “Can you speak up? Can’t hear you.”
“I have to talk to you.” She said a little louder.
“Ok,” said Fred, still sweet, “Shoot,”
“Ok, um, I went to the doctor.”
“And?” he said patiently.
“And…” she trailed off and broke down in tears.
“What is it?” asked Fred anxiously.
“I… he- The baby died.”
“Oh my- um…are you okay? No, you know what, I’m coming home.”
“No,” said Taylor, “You have to go, I’ll be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, Hermione has the kids,”
“Erm… Okay. Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure, go!” she said, a little forcefully.
“Er- OK…um, bye” he said.
“Bye, I love you” Taylor said.
“Love you,” said Fred.
She hung up the phone and cried.
A couple minutes later she went to bed. And her dreams were full of crying babies and diapers. Everything in her perfect life was falling apart. One by one they were walking the plank off the ship of her life.

I'll post part 6 later... Pllease read!

Hi! OMG I can't believe no-one else has read this, I love it!

xx
Liz

Thanxxx!!! Wow, my first reader... Thank Goodness, I was getting worried! Well, I'm glad you liked it! I have a lot more where that came from! That's just a fraction of the story, so... stick with me!!! I'm doing it in a section sort of thing so after I get done writing about Fred and Taylor, the story will move on to Harry and Ginny and so on...
Fred and Taylor will be in it but it will be mainly about the charectors in that section of the story, you know...

So, I'm guessing you like Pirates of the Caribbean too? Good for you! (Most people call me obsessed! )

Well, dahling, I'll post later tonight when I'm done with this dreaded moutain of homework sitting by me right now! Tell people to read it! Readers good!!!

I have power over all charectors in this ff!

~Taylor~

The next day Taylor could hardly wait to see Fred. After her doctor’s appointment, she spent the rest of the day cleaning the house and making dinner. She told the kids to dress nice and she herself got dressed up, too.
Lena wore a tank-top dress that was pink and had ribbon across the top. Sam put on khaki pants and a brown and orange collared shirt.
Taylor ran upstairs to her room and looked for something to wear. Then she put on a denim skirt and a green spaghetti strap shirt. When she was dressed, teeth brushed, make-up on, and hair up in a bun, she went back downstairs.
“Okay, your dad’s going to be home in an hour so don’t mess up your clothes.” She told Lena and Sam, “I’m going to go check on dinner.”
She walked into the kitchen and looked around the room. She had to duck three times as to not be hit by the knives that were flying one way or another, making the dinner she had instructed them.
At a quarter until eight, she had the kids stay in the living room and play. They sat on the floor playing chess. Sam was clearly much better than Lena, he won four times before Lena gave up. Taylor sat on the couch, painting her nails a bright pink color.
At eight o’clock she turned on the muggle TV Arthur Weasly had given them as a wedding present. She watched a muggle show called ‘Lost’ for the rest of the hour.
She thought Fred would have been there by now.
She continued to watch ‘Lost.’ A rather large, round guy named Hurley was talking to a rather attractive guy (Taylor thought) named Charlie. They were talking about the girls they liked on the island.
“Just ask her out, mate.” Said Charlie who was talking about a girl named Libby.
“Dude, I can’t,” Hurley complained.
Taylor clicked off the TV and was about to call Fred, when she heard the door handle start to turn. She hurriedly sat back down on the couch and smiled to herself.
The door opened and Fred walked in. Taylor, Lena, and Sam all turned around and looked at him, smiling. Lena and Sam went over and hugged him.
“Hey, guys,” he said, “I missed you,”
“We missed you too, Dad,” said Lena.
As Fred started to walk into the door a little more Lena and Sam ran and sat down on the other couch. Taylor stood up, walked over to him, and practically jumped on him. She had missed him so much; she didn’t care what else happened.
She kissed him and she felt him tighten his grip on her.
He kissed her and he felt her body go to jelly in his arms.
Lena and Sam looked at each other, disgusted. Sam threw a pillow at his parents, but Fred stuck out his hand and it fell. So, Lena and Sam slid off the couch, and started new game of chess.
Meanwhile, Taylor was starting to feel her own body go to jelly. Fred took down Taylor’s hair and stroked it, while she played with his hair; stroking it and twisting it around her finger.
“Wait until the kids go to bed,” Taylor whispered.
“I’ll try,” Fred said, “But, it might not work,” he said, kissing her cheek.
Suddenly, he picked Taylor up and put her on his back like had on their wedding day. Taylor began to laugh, just as she had in the picture. He walked her over to the couch and set her down. She kissed his lips, a soft kiss, as a mother might give her child, but she didn’t feel like a mother right now. She felt like anything she wanted to. She didn’t care about anything else going on in the world right now.
After dinner, they all went into the living room and sat down.
“So, kids, go get ready for bed,” Fred said.
“Daaaddd! We don’t want to.” Complained Sam.
“You’d better,” Fred said, “Or you won’t get to go with me and your mother to use these.”
He pulled out four plane tickets to the Caribbean. Taylor just looked at him and Lena and Sam’s faces lit up.
“Oh- my- gosh! Dad! You didn’t!!!” Lena said, “I’ve always wanted to go to the Caribbean! There’s like sooooo much stuff there! Eeeeeeeeekkk!!” she shrieked.
“Yes,” said Fred, “I did. Now go to bed.”

When Lena and Sam were in bed, Taylor and Fred sat down on the couch again.
“So,” Taylor said, “We’re going to the Caribbean?”
“Yep!” Fred said happily.
“Why by muggle plane?”
“Because,” he said, “It’s easier than trying to find another way to do it. The ministry’s charging a lot of money for portkeys, there’s a limited supply to Floo Powder, and the kids can’t apparate yet.”
“Oh,” Taylor smiled.
She scooted closer to Fred until every side part of her body was touching his. He kissed her, and the jelly feeling came back to her again.
Fred pulled the strap of her shirt over her shoulder and kissed her neck. Taylor thought it felt good.
“Do you want to go upstairs?” Fred asked Taylor.
“Sure,” said Taylor pulling the strap back up her arm.
They walked up the stairs, holding hands along the way.
When they got upstairs, Taylor sat on the bed.
“Hey,” she said, “You know this baby? Well, you know, I went to the doctor today.”
“Ok,” Fred said, unsure of where this was going.
“Well, you might actually be the father.” She said.
Wizard doctors, being wizards, meant that they could tell everything about the father on the first visit to the doctor. They could tell what day he or she was going to be born, if it was a boy or a girl, and even who the father was…usually.
“What do you mean?” Fred asked, startled.
“I mean, they couldn’t tell who the father was. It’s weird, they always can tell… They said it might be because I was under a jinx when it happened. They also it could be that it’s because you are the father and that they can’t tell because Cedric came after, when he… well, you know what I mean.”
“Yeah,” said Fred who was hating Cedric more at the thought of his wife having his baby.
“So…” she trailed off, “That could be good news,”
“Mm-hmm,” said Fred kissing her neck again.
She lifted up his head and kissed him.

She stood up, and said, “Let me take a shower,” and she went into the bathroom. When she came out of the shower, she had a bright blue towel wrapped around her. Fred stood up and kissed her.
“All done?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, kissing him. She decided that they may be a while, so she decided to get dressed.
“I’m gonna put my pajamas on.” Taylor said. And she stood up and grabbed a pair of lime green button-up pajamas and changed her clothes.
Then she sat back down on the bed and kissed him gently. She kissed him more, and more. Fred started to unbutton her pajamas. He felt her warm back. She untied his shoes and took them off. She knew that they couldn’t do anything as she was already having a baby, but, it was nice to have her husband back so she could at least pretend.
In a few minutes, Taylor wanted nothing more than to lay there with Fred for the rest of her life. She figured it all out: In the next week she would do as follows: Spend her time with Fred, Go to the Caribbean and spend time with Fred, and plan to spend the rest of her life with Fred!
About an hour later, she heard a noise next to her. She turned around to see that Fred was asleep. She smiled at him and moved his hair away from his face. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping. He had a small smile on his face, and he kept making noises. She could tell he was dreaming something peaceful.
She sat up and picked her shirt up off the edge of the bed. She put it on and buttoned it up. Then she lay back down and pulled the blanket over her body. She leaned her head on Fred’s chest and fell asleep. It seemed that her life was, once again, perfect.


Well, that's it for now with Fred and Taylor! They'll be back later and we'll see how things go in the Caribbean!!! But for right now, I'm going to move on to Harry and Ginny. Well, not RIGHT now, but... you know, next post!!! Well, that's enough for now! Keep reading!!! See ya later!
~Taylor~
Oh! And if your wondering, poor Taylor ends up kissing every one of the four main male charectors within the next two chapters! WhoopS!!! (They are not her fault) But, it happens. Just read and you'll see!!! She is pushed into most of them. You'll see!