"Molly, you need to cover up," Fabian said as he took off his jacket and wrapped it around Molly's shoulders. Fabian and Gideon had specifically told Molly and Arthur to dress up for their house party. As crazy and rambunctious as they could be, they were also very sophisticated, even though they didn't often show that side of themselves.

"Is everything alright, darling?" Molly asked as Nymphadora smiled at her, wrapping her arms around her abdomen and leaning up against the door frame. Nymphadora nodded her head. It was awkward for her to have the conversation she was about to have with the woman she considered her second mother. "I have a cramps is all," she said.

George wrapped his arms around Molly's shoulders and gave her a loving hug. He realized that it was okay to give in to some motherly love every once in a while. He wasn't weak. Everyone needs the unconditional love only a mother can give every once in a while.

"Mum, did your boobs get tender while you were pregnant?" Ginny asked. "Dear Percy over here doesn't believe me," she added sarcastically when she got a quizzical look from Molly.

Feeling arms wrap around her waist, Molly could tell that it wasn't any of her kids or Arthur giving her a hug just by the soft sniffle she heard. She knew immediately it was Harry hugging her.

"It's not time for her to eat, Mum," Ron said as he wrapped his arm lovingly around his mother's shoulders and looked down at her. "She's hungry, love," Molly replied as she looked up at her youngest son, softly laughing at the confusment on his face.

"What?" Fred asked. "I like ice cream," he said, a smile cracking on his face. "Looks like it," Lucille said teasingly. Fred continued to eat Lucille's ice cream and Maggie ate hers.

I been watchin' you a long time. Trying to figure out where and when we been moving down that same line. Time is now maybe we could get skin to skin. Don't know when this chance might come again. Good times got a way of comin' to an end. Don't know when this chance might come again. Good times got a way of slippin' a-way. Baby let's be friends, come on let's be friends.

"You got her to go to sleep?" Fred asked, surprised at how quickly that happened. "Yeah," Lucille said as she laughed at Fred's surprised expression. "Damn maternal love," Fred said teasingly.

"Maggie?" he asked. He was prepared for an intruder, a thief, but it was only his niece. "What are you doing?" "Uncle Henry!" Maggie said and she ran up to her uncle and jumped into his arms happily. That's when the smell of booze filled Henry's nose and he realized Maggie was drunk.

"You look happy," Lucille said. "It's nice seeing you this happy," she added. Maggie smiled up at her aunt. She was happy, but she didn't realize it showed that much. "Yeah, I am," she replied. "Is it that obvious?" she asked as she gave her aunt a skittish smile. Lucille laughed.

"Are you okay?" she asked when she ran past the still frozen Fred. She immediately noticed Barbara's drenched skirt and knew that the other woman's water had broken. Fred just looked at Lucille, unsure of what to do. "She's pregnant," Fred said before Barbara could say anything. Both women looked at Fred and laughed. "I know that, honey," Lucille said.

"Fred!" she said excitedly. She then opened the door, which hadn't been locked. Lucky for Fred, he was washing his hands. "The baby's kicking," she said when a startled Fred looked at Lucille with a towel in his hands.

Saturdays were Lucille and Henry's lazy day, they always slept in and just spent time with each other. Occasionally, Maggie would get in on some of their lazy Saturdays and spend the day with them. That Saturday was one of those days.

"What was my mom like?" she asked. Maggie flipped over at looked up at Lucille. Lucille looked surprisingly down at her niece. "Oh," Lucille said. She thought about what she was going to say. "You remind me of her," she added. Lucille moved her hand and ran her thumb against Maggie's cheek, smiling at her lovingly.

"Luce," he said as he rushed to his wife in the bed and cupped her face, planting a loving kiss on her lips. Lucille sat up and kissed her husband back, happy that he was finally home. "I'm so sorry, Henry," she said when they pulled away. Henry just looked at his wife with the utmost love.

He thought that his parents, especially his mother, didn't love him as much. So he figured he would get his mother alone and ask her. He knew it would be hard with the entire family over, but he had devised a plan.

Maggie smiled at Lucille again. Lucille turned around and picked up the baby food can and the napkin and was about to get up and throw everything out. But before she was able to do so, Maggie surprised her with something she never thought she'd hear again.

"I have the touch," Lucille said teasingly as she looked at Fred and scooted closer to him so she was resting against his body. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and she moved around on the couch so her feet where resting on top of Henry's lap. Henry rested his hands on top of her shins and squeezed them lovingly as he watched his wife and brother interact.

Maggie had always seen Lucille and Henry as second parents. True, she had her own father, but he was always so enthralled with his work that he was hardly ever around and she was always at her aunt and uncle's house, so it seemed like they where her parents more than her own father was.