In the Eyes of the Eagle

In the Eyes of the Eagle

Sequel to Winning the Heart of an Almost Seven Year Old

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Helpful Information: It’s July of 2021. is now eleven years old and is four years old. was born on and on .

Chapter One: Mess Upon Messes

“!” Ginny muttered under her breath as she entered the living room.

Toys. Toys were everywhere. Somehow, had managed to drag out as many toys as he possibly could carry, dump then on the floor, and then go back for a second round and possibly a third.

Ginny stormed out of the living room of the Burrow and went outside to see , , , , and out on the old quidditch pitch field. It was just what she wanted to see, right? Was she ready for her little boy to be up in the air soaring though the sky as if nothing mattered in the world? Let alone to be ready for him to be on a broom along with it? No. No, she wasn’t. Heck, she knew was ready for that. She knew he was sneaking him off to take him up in the air before but that was different. wasn’t flying solo with his dad.

But with , , , and …there was no telling about what they were doing. There was no way to tell.

Then she saw it.

You could hear a faint giggle above somewhere. Ginny looked above her and there was her baby. On a broom and flying solo. Her worst nightmare had come true. If she could handle her worst nightmare then could she handle a pre-teen girl? Let alone a pre-teen that already knew half a dozen languages at least? Who knows? She certainly didn’t know.

“! You get down here right now!” Ginny yelled at her youngest child, now forgetting full well of the mess he had made in the living room.

, , and , who heard their baby sister’s cry at their nephew, started to gather around towards and Ginny.

“Come down here!” Ginny said, reaching her arms towards .

reluctantly gave in and reached for his mother.

Ginny grabbed a hold of and pulled him towards her, causing to make his broom to fall straight towards the ground and also into a rose thorn bush.

“Mummy!” shouted for joy. “I phew! I phew! Mummy, I phew!”

“You’re never to do that again,” Ginny scolded, as she took him inside the Burrow. “You understand? I don’t want to see you on a broom until you’re at least 7 years old.”

“But Mummy!” whined and began to whimper. “I brvoom! I brvoom! I brvoom!”

“No baby,” Ginny said, carrying him with full force now as he was kicking and waving his arms about, carrying on a brave and full precarious fit of his own. “Not until you’re older.”

“No!” whaled, as his little legs and arms were tiredly giving out from all the kicking and waving about of his arms. “I vus! I vus!”

“No, sweetie you mustn’t,” Ginny said. “We’re going home now. It’s about time for Dadda and to be home from their trip this morning.”

“Dadda!” said, cheering up a little bit. “I want Dadda! Dadda let me brvoom!”

“No, sweetie,” Ginny said. “Dadda is not taking you flying today.”

Then an uproar might as well have happened because ’s little masterpiece of a fit was kicking in full force, as Ginny struggled to keep him still. He was back to kicking legs and waving wildly and madly of his arms in every direction.

Ginny quickly grabbed some floo powder with one hand, while her other arm was trying to hold . She quickly stepped into the fireplace and said, “Home!”

Ginny landed with both feet still pretty normal, like always but her arms with on the other hand, were a little outrageous. Ginny was struggling with all her might to just keep him intact with her.

 

“What on earth is going on?” asked, in Latin no doubt.

Adrian had gotten used to his older sister speaking six other languages around him, in fact, he’d try to learn from her but his version of it, didn’t quite match the real thing sometimes.

“He’s having a rotten and deranged fit, I’m convinced,” Ginny said, as she carried him to his room, or at least as far as she could get.

“Oh I see,” said, following.

Ginny made it half way towards ’s room when suddenly appeared and took him out of her arms. Instantly, he calmed down.

“Finally!” said, from behind her mother. “The pest shuts up!”

“!” Ginny scolded. “Go alphabetize the whole library!”

“Mother!” complained.

“Your section, the section your mother and I share, and your mother’s section. But you leave my section alone,” said, interrupting. “Go, before I make you clean the place from top to bottom with an old grimy toothbrush.”

then scattered like the world was on fire and it all depended on her to save it from burning.

held in one arm, while was now asleep, as he then took Ginny’s hand with his other hand that was free, and led her down the hallway.

let go of Ginny’s hand as he then set down on his little bed. still slept, even though no longer had touching contact with him.

then took a hold of Ginny’s hand and led her out of the room. He shut the door behind her and then took her into his arms.

“Ahh,” Ginny said, as she willingly let herself lean against ’s strong and muscled chest. “I missed you.”

“Gin, I was only gone for a couple of hours,” said. “I didn’t know could shop for that long!”

Ginny laughed a little as she then spoke, “Ah, the wonders of the long hours of shopping! No wonder you eagerly took into your arms.”

“Is she like that with you when you shop?” asked.

“No, you’re putty in the clay maker’s hands compared to me,” Ginny laughed.

“Yeah, sure laugh,” said. “I’ll get you back for that.”

“No you won’t,” Ginny said. “Did you even take her to get her supplies for school?”

“Knew I was forgetting something,” said. “She really does have me wrapped around her finger, doesn’t she?”

“That she does,” Ginny said. “I’ll take her tomorrow. You can handle for a couple of hours right? Just don’t take him flying.”

“Oh why not? It’s fun. I can’t wait to see him go solo,” said.

“He already did,” Ginny grumbled.

“What?” asked.

“And I told him he couldn’t fly until he was at least seven years old,” Ginny said.

“Ginny! That’s harsh!” said. “Come on sweetheart, you know it was bound to happen sooner or later.”

“Not when he’s only been four years old for four months now. That’s way too soon!” Ginny said.

“Aw, Gin,” said.

“Don’t aw Gin me ,” Ginny said. “I don’t want him back in the air until he’s older. Not just a couple of months after his fourth birthday.”

“Ginny! Come on sweetie,” said. “You’ve got to let him on sooner than that. Don’t deprive your own son from his natural abilities.”

“Don’t tell me about his natural abilities ,” Ginny scolded.

“You know what I think?” asked.

“No I don’t know what you think,” Ginny said.

“I think you need one long good nap,” said as he picked her up and carried her to their room.

“!” Ginny said, as carried her.

“Hush!” hissed. “Don’t wake . He needs that nap almost as much as you do.”

“! How dare you say that to me! What did I ever do to you?” Ginny asked.

“You seriously want me to answer that one?” asked, laughing a little bit as he shut the door behind him, set her down on their bed and then crawled on top of her so that she would stay down and not get up.

“!” Ginny said. “Get off of me!”

“I think I know my name by now Ginny,” said. “Apparently, this has been one heck of a mess upon messes day. Let me see what I can do to help you unwind.”

Before Ginny could respond, had invaded her mouth with a sweet gentle kiss that instantly made her melt beneath him.