"Dancing slowly in an empty room," I sing softly. "Don't let the lonely take the place of you." My five year old daughter, Anastasia, sings as she feels my growing baby bump. "When do I get my baby brother?" She questions innocently. She is perfect, and I finally understand why everyone thought I was a perfect kid. Her bright blue eyes and blonde hair make her look exactly like I did. "When ever Ezekiel is ready to meet his big sister is when you get to see him. You just have to be patient like mummy and me." Remus says as he walks into the room. He kisses my cheek and puts his hand on my stomach. "When can James come over?" Anastasia asks. "Maybe tomorrow, they're busy right now." Remus answers and Anastasia lets out a cute groan. "But tomorrow is years away." She sighs but says nothing more as Remus stares at me. "I love you." I whisper softly. "I love you too." Remus says simply, before kissing me. "And I love you, and you." He kisses Anastasia's cheek and my stomach making me laugh quietly. "Will I get a sister too?" Anastasia asks and Remus smiles at our daughter. "Only time will tell. Do you want more siblings?" he asks and she shrugs, "only if they're nice to me." she tells us. I share a look with Remus and he shakes his head in amusement. A soft knock upon the door makes Anastasia jump up from her bed. "I BET ITS UNCLE GEORGE!" she squeals and runs off. He is her Godfather, so she grew up calling him Uncle-which is perfectly fine. As Anastasia went for the door I smiled at Remus, "You are beautiful, our daughter is beautiful, and our son will be perfect." I whisper to him as I grab his hand and pull him closer. "But what if he is a werewolf?" Remus asks, looking worried. "He is our son, I don't care as long as he is healthy." I whisper softly. "Analiese!" I get up and hug George. "Ive missed you guys, how is your belly?" he questions, glancing down. We all sit down, Anastasia sits on Georges lap. "Great, everything is great." I grin at Remus. "Angelina is pregnant." George smiles happily, not looking tired for once in his life. "Wow! Congratulations!" Remus says, he has been less stern on George and I hanging out ever since he got married. "If its a boy we are naming him Fred." he smiles sadly. "That's very thoughtful." I give him a reassuring smile, feeling bad that I never got to meet Fred. "Can I play with the baby?" Anastasia asks, changing the mood. "Ana, by the time their baby is born you will have a baby brother. What if you get tired of babies?" Remus asks, using my old nickname on our beautiful daughter. "You can never get tired of babies, silly!" she exclaims.