Authors' note: In light of JKR's revelations, we bring you the new chapter of Last Dance. We hope that you will take the time to review and let us know what you think. We promise there are no chest monsters in this story or crazy talk about Harry and a certain red-haired Weasley, who shall remain nameless, being "soulmates". We promise. Embrace your delusions!
RJ had to admit his best friend could almost beat his Nana in the kitchen. Andrew could whip up a breakfast faster than anyone he knew and it always tasted good.
Audrey laughed. "RJ that is your fourth helping!"
"Can't help it," RJ said. "You made me work up an appetite."
Andrew caught Natalia's eye and grinned.
She smiled back. She was spending almost all her free time here lately and was falling more and more in love with Andrew.
"Did today's Prophet come yet?" RJ asked. "I want to see if they have that interview my coach gave..."
"I put it in the hall," Andrew said.
RJ excused himself to go and get the paper.
"Talia, do you want some more juice?" Andrew offered. "Audrey?"
"I'd love some," Audrey said. "Thanks Andrew."
Natalie smiled. "Me, too. Thanks."
Andrew pecked his girlfriend on the cheek before he stood up to get the juice.
Audrey grinned at her. "You seem awfully happy this morning."
Natalie smiled back. "We just had a really good night last night. I've never felt this way before."
"He's such a nice guy," Audrey replied. "Of course, he's no RJ..."
Natalia grinned. "There's only one RJ."
"Thank goodness right?" Audrey laughed.
"I don't think the world could take two of him," Andrew said setting the glasses of juice down for the girls.
"Maybe a few of you," Natalia replied.
Andrew laughed. "What would you do with two of me, Talia?"
"You don't want to know," she said softly.
"Everything okay?" Audrey asked when RJ came back into the room.
"I hope so," RJ said, still holding the paper. "That Dolohov bloke screwed the system and got out of being sentenced. He threatened my Aunt Hermione- she's our Minister for Magic."
"Oh no," Natalia said. "How did he get out of that?"
"Literally screwed the system," RJ crumpled the paper angrily. "Now the whole family has to take the extra precautions in case he retaliates."
"The whole family?" Andrew asked, grabbing the paper.
"Yeah," RJ replied.
"Your parents are at the beach house with them, right?" Audrey asked RJ.
RJ nodded. "I'm sure they would have told me if something was going on."
Andrew read over the paper that included a photograph of the Potter children.
"What is it?" Natalia asked.
"I know the Potters quite well," Andrew said quietly.
"How?" Natalia asked innocently.
"I went to school with their youngest daughter," Andrew said absently.
RJ didn't add onto this. If Andrew didn't want to disclose any information about his previous relationship, it wasn't up to him.
"Saffron Potter," Natalia said looking over his shoulder. "She's the one that just signed to play with Puddlemere."
"Yeah," Andrew replied. "She's amazing."
"I can't imagine what they must be going through," Natalia said softly.
"They're really tight," Andrew replied, his eyes still on the picture of Saffron.
"I'm sure everything will be okay," RJ said. "I mean, my dad and Uncle Harry will have the beach house warded so there's no way anyone can touch them there."
Andrew nodded distractedly. He couldn't help but worry about Saffron.
"Will you excuse me for a second?" Andrew asked, setting the newspaper aside.
Natalia nodded and Andrew walked out of the kitchen and toward his bedroom. He hesitated just a moment before dialling Saffron's number on his mobile.
It rang a few times and he thought it was going to go to her voicemail when she picked up.
"Hallo?" she asked.
"Hey," Andrew said. "Saffy, its Andrew."
He heard her breath catch. "Andrew?"
"I-I just read about what happened with Dolohov," Andrew said wishing he could see her so he could talk to her in person. "I wanted to know if you were okay."
"I'm fine," she answered softly, closing her eyes.
"Saffy?" Andrew asked. He knew her so well, even though they weren't close anymore. "You're worried."
"Well yeah," she said. "I mean... that arse threatened my mum."
"Your mum's tough and she's got a lot of people who care about her," Andrew said reassuringly.
"Yeah she does," Saffron answered. "Thanks, Andrew."
Neither of them said anything for awhile. There was so much Andrew wanted to say now that he was actually speaking to her.
"I know you never like anyone telling you what to do, but I hope you will be careful," Andrew finally said.
"I'm being extra careful," Saffron said. "I promised my parents and Ethan I would be."
"Good," Andrew said. "Because I don't know---" His words were cut off when he heard Natalia calling out to him.
"You don't know what?" Saffron couldn't help asking.
"I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you," Andrew finished, wondering if he'd said too much.
Saffron bit her lip as unexpected tears pricked at her eyes. "You're still the nicest guy, you know." she answered quietly.
"Well," Andrew said. "You make it easy, Saffy."
Natalia walked into the bedroom. "Hey, Andrew. You'd better get in the kitchen. RJ's threatening to eat the last waffle."
"I better go," Andrew said hastily. "Um... take care."
"You too," Saffron said softly. "Thanks...thank you for calling, Andrew. It means a lot to me."
"You're welcome..." Andrew would have said more if Natalia wasn't standing there. "I'll... I'll talk to you soon."
He hung up the phone and turned around to look at his girlfriend.
"Is everything okay?" Natalia asked concern etched across her pretty face.
Andrew nodded. "Fine," he replied.
Natalia stepped closer and took his hand. "You're sure?"
"Yeah," Andrew replied. "Everything's fine." he smiled at her.
Natalia could sense he wasn't telling her the truth, but she didn't want to push. She hoped that he knew if he did want to talk about what was bothering him, she'd be there for him.
"Come on," he said. "I'll make you something else if RJ's eaten everything."
"As if I needed another reason to be crazy about you," Natalia said leaning in.
Andrew kissed her back, forcing himself to forget about Saffron. They were over, and now he had Natalia.
*** *** ***
In light of what had happened with Dolohov, Saffron's parents were hesitant to let her go over to Sean's for the evening. But, she'd assured them that Sean's parents would be there and she wouldn't be out late. That had been a lie, but Saffron honestly didn't see the point in telling them that Sean's parents were going to be out for the evening. If she'd told them the truth, they'd never have let her out of the house.
As it was, part of her was starting to wish his parents WERE home. Sean had always been sweet, but lately had become a bit more pushy than usual.
"So what did you want to do?" Sean asked her. "Just watch a movie?"
"That's fine," Saffron said.
Sean grinned. "Why don't you pick one out and I'll make us some popcorn?"
"Sounds good," Saffron smiled back at him. He pecked her on the lips before disappearing into the kitchen.
Saffron walked over to the entertainment centre and scanned the titles. She thought a comedy would be great since she definitely needed a laugh.
She picked one out and put it into the DVD player. "I chose Blades of Glory," she told Sean when he came back into the room. "It looked pretty funny."
"Perfect," Sean said handing her a glass of soda.
"Thanks," she said as he put the bowl of popcorn on the table.
"I'm really glad you came over," Sean said putting his hand on her knee.
Saffron nodded. "I haven't seen you that much yet."
He'd been here for two days and had barely seen his girlfriend. Every time they'd had a moment or two alone, she'd had to go and help one of her friends with their children.
"It is nice," Saffron said, leaning against him.
"I've missed my girl," Sean said softly.
"I've missed you too," Saffron said, giving him a kiss.
Sean pulled her close.
Saffron closed her eyes as he pressed his lips to hers.
Sean deepened the kiss and pressed her back down on the sofa.
She relaxed against him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Saffy, you're so beautiful," Sean whispered in between kisses.
Saffron smiled. She felt bad about her misgivings now. "Thanks," she whispered back.
"I love you," Sean said, one of his hands sliding underneath her t-shirt.
"I um..." Saffron bit her lower lip as he kissed her neck.
Sean pulled away to look at her. "Saffy?"
She forced a smile onto her face. "Yeah?"
"Is everything okay?" Sean asked, his hand cupping her breast.
"Everything's fine," Saffron said, running her fingers through his short hair.
"You just seem a little tense," Sean said smiling down at her.
"I guess I am... this whole thing with that guy my dad and Ethan busted but got let go..." Saffron sighed. "It's just got everyone a little on edge."
"Anything I can do to take your mind off of it?" Sean asked.
"Kiss me," Saffron said softly.
Sean grinned. "That is definitely something I can do..."
"So do it already," Saffron said, pulling him down again.
Sean pressed his lips to hers again and ran his hands through her hair.
She shifted a bit underneath him and resolved to stop thinking about anything other than how good he was making her feel.
"I love you," Sean said again as he tugged up on her shirt.
Saffron wanted to tell him she loved him too, but refused to lie. Instead she kissed him harder.
That was all the encouragement Sean needed and he pulled away for just a moment. "We can go to my room..."
"Sean--" Saffron said.
"I've got something," Sean assured her before pressing his lips to hers again.
"That's not it," Saffron said. "I just don't think I'm ready for this."
"My parents aren't going to be back for hours," Sean said. "We should take advantage of the time..."
He moved to pick her up, but Saffron pushed him away.
"I just told you I'm not ready," Saffron sat up. "Sean, why are you being so pushy?"
"Pushy?" Sean asked taken aback. "Saffy---"
"I told you I didn't want to, but then you tell me we should go to your room," Saffron argued.
Sean sighed. "Saffy, we've been dating for quite some time."
"For six months," Saffron said. "I was with Andrew for over a year and we never did this."
"Andrew," Sean said sarcastically.
Saffron glared at him wordlessly.
"It always comes back to him, doesn't it?" Sean asked angrily.
"Andrew has nothing to do with us," Saffron answered tightly.
"He apparently has everything to do with us!" Sean argued. "He's the reason why you haven't said you love me...."
"HE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH US!" Saffron shouted angrily.
"Then why don't you tell me why you're being like this?" Sean retorted. "Hmm?"
"Because I'm just not ready for that step, okay?" Saffron snapped back at him. "And you said you'd never push me!"
"I haven't pushed you!" Sean exclaimed.
"Yes you are!" Saffron stood up.
"Where are you going?" Sean asked her.
"Home," she huffed.
"Run away," Sean told her bitterly. "Run away and go dream about Andrew Sodding Kirke..."
"He's better than you are," Saffron retorted, grabbing her jumper.
"Fine!" Sean yelled, stalking out of the room.
Saffron Apparated out of the house with a loud crack.
Saffron couldn't remember ever being this angry at Sean before, but he deserved it after the way he'd acted.
"Saffy?" Alexa looked up in surprise as she appeared in their room.
"I don't want to talk about it," Saffron said kicking off her sandals.
Alexa nodded. She knew Saffron would speak up when she was ready.
"Sean Grant is the biggest wanker on the planet," Saffron finally said. "Of all the nerve...throwing Andrew in my face!"
Alexa gaped at her. "He WHAT?"
"We were sitting on the sofa," Saffron told her. "Having a good time, snogging. He started to go a little further than I wanted and said something about going to his room. When I told him, I wasn't ready; he said it was because of Andrew."
"That's bollocks," Alexa replied. "You just weren't ready. There's nothing wrong with that!"
"We had a really big row," Saffron told her.
"You'll work it out," Alexa said reassuringly.
Saffron shook her head. "I'm not so sure, Lexie. I just---I care about him. I really do, but I just don't think its love."
"That's okay," Alexa said. "It takes time to fall in love."
"That's just it," Saffron pulled back her hair. "It's been a year since Andrew and I broke up... but I don't feel like I'm over him."
"Andrew was your first love," Alexa pointed out.
Saffron flopped back on her bed. "And I completely blew it with him."
"Do you want him back?" Alexa asked.
Saffron thought about that for a moment. "I'm not sure..."
"Saffy, maybe you and Sean should talk seriously about this," Alexa said. "Tell him how you're feeling."
"I tried to!" Saffron said. "He just got all pissy and stormed out."
"Tomorrow when you've both had a chance to cool down," Alexa said.
"Maybe," Saffron sighed. "I think I'm just destined for bad luck the rest of my life. I kicked karma in the face by not getting back with Andrew and this is what I get for it."
"Saffy," Alexa said. "You know that's not true."
"I know," Saffron said. "Pity party of one..."
Alexa moved to sit down beside her friend. "Life was so much simpler when we were 11."
"Tell me about it," Saffron agreed. "Sort of wish I was 11 again."
"Is there anything I can do?" Alexa asked her.
Saffron shook her head. "I think this is something I have to work out for myself. Thanks though. I'm glad you're at least here for me to sound off on."
"Always," Alexa promised giving her a hug. "It's all going to sort itself out."
"I hope so," Saffron said. "You're lucky you have Gabe."
Alexa smiled. "He is pretty great."
"Oh come on," Saffron smiled. "He's more than great."
Alexa laughed. "He's the best. He really is."
"I'm glad you're happy with him," Saffron said sincerely. "You deserve it."
"So do you," Alexa told her. "And you're going to be very happy. You're about to start out on a job that you've been dreaming about since we were kids, Saffy."
Saffron nodded. "I'm still in a bit of shock about that. Not that they want me, but how much they're paying me."
"You're worth every galleon," Alexa said smiling at her.
"Thanks Lexie," Saffron said gratefully.
Alexa shrugged. "It's what I'm here for, Saffy."
"You're just a good best friend," Saffron replied. "I don't always tell you that."
"So are you," Alexa said with a grin. "And don't worry about Sean. Tomorrow afternoon, you can go out with Gabe and me. We'll go to the arcade and have a great time."
"Sounds good," Saffron nodded.
"No thinking about Sean or Andrew," Alexa said moving back to her own bed.
Saffron didn't know if that was possible, but she'd definitely try. Life really had been much simpler when they were 11.
The next morning, Will heard the twins crying. He told Frankie that he'd check on them so she could get some more sleep. Will stretched and yawned when he got out of bed.
"If they're hungry the bottles are in the icebox," Frankie turned over on her side. "Thanks baby."
"You're welcome, love," Will said stumbling blearily out of their bedroom. He heard a familiar voice coming from inside the nursery.
Hannah had heard their cries too and had scurried out of bed to check on her brother and sister.
"Nathan, it's okay," Hannah said sticking her hand into his crib. "Your big sister is here."
Nathan continued to cry until Hannah stroked his velvety hair back.
Will leaned against the doorframe and watched his oldest daughter.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine," Hannah started to sing softly. "You make me happy when skies are grey..."
Will smiled and waited for Hannah to finish singing. "That was great, sweetheart."
Hannah turned around. "I didn't know you were there, Daddy!"
"I'm sorry to startle you," Will said. "But look how you got him to quiet down."
"He likes it when I sing to him," Hannah whispered.
"Both of them do," Will corrected.
Hannah smiled up at him. "Your hair looks really funny, Daddy."
Will scooped her up. "If yours wasn't in plaits I'm sure it would look just like mine."
Hannah giggled. "Maybe."
Will kissed her cheek. "Let's check on the twins and make sure they're not hungry, eh?"
"Okay," Hannah nodded. "They're both awake."
Will set her down. "I'm going to give you a really big responsibility, Hannah."
"What?" Hannah asked.
"I'd like you to carry Nathan into the kitchen for me," Will said, carefully picking his son up. "Can you do that?"
Hannah had held her brother and sister before but she'd never carried them anywhere. She nodded and said a silent prayer that she wouldn't drop Nathan.
"You'll do just fine sweetheart," Will said. "Just hold his head- just like that. Good job."
Hannah did just like he told her. "Hiya, Nathan."
Nathan stared up at her before letting out a soft coo.
Hannah smiled down at him. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
"That's a girl," Will said, holding Isabelle. "Come on- let's get them a bottle."
Hannah slowly followed her father out of the nursery.
Will set Isabelle into her bouncy seat and strapped her in, then helped Hannah put Nathan into his.
Hannah knelt in front of them and made a goofy face. Isabelle smiled broadly at her sister.
"Daddy!" Hannah exclaimed in delight. "She's smiling at me!"
Will grinned. "Of course she is."
Isabelle reached her small hand out toward Hannah.
Hannah kissed her sister's little fingers. "I love you so much Izzie."
"She loves you too," Will said using his wand to warm up two bottles.
"Can I feed one of them Daddy?" Hannah asked.
"Absolutely," Will replied. "Which one do you want?"
"You pick," Hannah said.
"How about you take Izzie?" Will asked, handing her a bottle.
"Okay," Hannah agreed.
Will knew that she'd helped Frankie do this a number of times so he wasn't worried.
"Here you go Izzie," Like an expert, Hannah guided the bottle to her sister's mouth.
Hannah giggled. "You sure were hungry, Izzie!"
"That's my girl," Will grinned. "That's both my girls."
Hannah beamed at her father.
"You've been such a big help to us Hannah," Will said.
"I want to help," Hannah said keeping her eye on Isabelle.
"I always knew you'd be a great big sister," Will told her. "Your mum and I are so happy about that."
"I love being a big sister," Hannah replied.
"You're a complete natural," Will said with a grin.
"Is Mummy okay?" Hannah asked.
"She's fine," Will nodded. "Sleeping."
"It's really early," Hannah said. "No one else is up but us."
"Kind of nice isn't it?" Will asked. "Quiet..."
"Not for long," Hannah giggled.
"Never stays like this for long," Will joked.
"Not around here," Hannah said taking the bottle away once Izzie had finished.
"Now comes the fun part," Will said. "Burping. Your mum told me you're good at that too."
Hannah laughed. "Oh yes."
Will handed her the cloth. "I'll even let you do both of them."
Hannah draped the cloth over one of her shoulders. "Thanks, Daddy!"
"You can always burp them," Will teased.
"Nathan's are always really loud," Hannah said. "Like Mr. Ron's."
Will laughed. "That's very, very true."
Will handed his daughter Isabelle and Hannah patted her sister's back.
"Just a little, ladylike one," Hannah said to her sister. "Like Mummy told you."
Isabelle let out a small burp and Will grinned. "That's a good girl."
"Mummy would be proud," Hannah told her. "Good job Izzie."
"Let's put her back in her seat and then you can do Nathan," Will said.
"Okay," Hannah said excitedly.
Will helped Hannah secure Isabelle in her seat.
"Okay, Mr. Nathan Barron," Will said lifting his son. "It's your turn. You be good for your sister."
Nathan waved his little arms as Will set him into Hannah's arms.
"I hope I don't need earplugs," Hannah teased her brother.
"Or a mask," Will joked.
Frankie heard this as she stepped into the kitchen. "Very funny."
"Hey," Will smiled at his wife. "Thought you were going to lie in."
"I was," Frankie said. "But I didn't want to miss out on the fun."
Hannah patted her brother's back and Nathan let out a rather loud burp.
"That's my boy," Will laughed.
"Told you," Hannah said laughing, too.
Frankie shook her head and sat down. "Good morning sweetheart," she said to Hannah.
"Morning, Mummy," Hannah said helping her father put Nathan in his seat.
"I see you're being a big help," Frankie said. "You don't miss a moment, do you?"
Hannah shook her head and walked over to her mother. Frankie lifted her up into her lap. "They ate really good, Mummy."
"Good," Frankie replied. "Is there any coffee made yet?"
"No, but I'm on it," Will said.
"Thanks," Frankie hugged Hannah close to her.
"I was sleeping and I heard Nathan crying," Hannah told her. "So I went to go and check on them and I sang to Nathan and he stopped crying! I sang that song you sing to me all the time."
"You are my sunshine?" Frankie asked with a grin.
Hannah nodded. "He loves it."
"I'm glad to hear that," Frankie kissed the top of her head.
"You want some juice, Hannah?" Will asked.
"Yes please," Hannah nodded.
"Coming right up," Will said grinning at her.
"Did you sleep good?" Frankie asked.
"I did," Hannah replied. "Em and I were laughing about this crazy story that Mr. Ron told us before we went to bed. It was about this princess who snuck downstairs to get a biscuit...."
Frankie laughed. "Are you sure it was a story?"
"I don't think it was," Hannah giggled.
Will brought over his wife's coffee and Hannah's juice. "For the ladies...."
"Thanks love," Frankie looked over at her babies, who were drifting back off to sleep.
"How about breakfast?" Will asked them.
"Waffles?" Hannah asked hopefully.
"Ooooh," Frankie said. "That sounds heavenly."
"And Daddy makes them best," Hannah added.
"Waffles it is," Will said. "How can I say no to those faces?"
"You can't," Hannah told him.
"We have him wrapped around our little finger," Frankie whispered to Hannah.
"I know," Hannah giggled. "I like it that way."
"What are you two whispering about?" Will asked them.
"Oh nothing," Frankie said with a grin.
Will didn't buy that for a moment.
"Daddy, Nathan looks just like you when he sleeps," Hannah commented.
"He certainly does," Frankie agreed.
"But he doesn't snore," Hannah added.
Frankie had to control her laughter at the look on her husband's face.
"Neither do I," Will said defensively.
"Yes you do," Frankie and Hannah chorused together.
"Okay, but at least I don't sing in the shower like some people named Francesca," Will said. "Completely off-key, I might add."
Frankie tossed her hair. "But I look so good doing it."
Hannah laughed. "I think you sound great, Mummy."
"Thank you sweetheart," Frankie grinned smugly at her husband.
"And you can dance better than Daddy," Hannah pointed out.
"Better than the ice cream scoop?" Will asked in mock indignation.
Hannah giggled. "Yes."
Will shook his head. "I don't know about these waffles..."
"But you're the smartest Daddy in the world," Hannah said hastily.
"Good save," Frankie replied.
"Thank you," Will said grinning at her.
Emma came into the room, yawning. "Smells good down here."
"Hiya, Em!" Hannah squealed. "Daddy's making waffles!"
"Yummy," Emma replied. "Can I have three?"
"Since you're so cute, I might let you have four," Will said winking at her.
Emma giggled. "With syrup!"
"Of course," Will said.
Frankie stood up. "I'll get you some juice, Em. Did you want apple or orange?"
"Orange please," Emma said. "Ramona? What do you want?"
Frankie watched as her niece looked at the empty space beside her.
"Ramona wants apple," Emma told Will.
"I'll get it for her," Frankie told her husband.
"You and Ramona have on matching pyjamas," Will said grinning at her.
Emma nodded. "She likes my clothes."
"How did you and Ramona meet?" Frankie asked setting two glasses down in front of her niece.
"After school," Emma said. "We were on the swings!"
"Oh," Frankie replied. "And you two just hit it off, eh?"
Emma nodded. "Just like that."
"She's really sweet," Hannah said.
"Ramona loves you Han," Emma told her.
Hannah beamed at her. "I love her too, Em."
Frankie moved over to stand beside Will. "Did you ever have an imaginary friend?" Frankie whispered.
Will shook his head. "It's weird- usually only lonely kids create imaginary friends."
"Em is the least lonely person in the world," Frankie commented.
"Exactly," Will shrugged. "But she does have quite the imagination..."
Emma and Hannah slid out of their chairs when they noticed Isabelle had woken up again. Emma knelt down in front of her cousin. "Izzie, it's me! Emma Madeline!"
Isabelle stared at her for a few moments before letting out a cry.
"Ooooh," Emma said hastily. "Don't cry!"
"It's okay Em," Frankie lifted Isabelle out of the seat.
Emma's nose scrunched up. "Izzie's nappy!"
"We have a winner," Frankie grimaced.
"Mummy calls that the fun part," Hannah whispered to Emma.
"Eww," Emma pinched her nose. "Not fun!"
"Come on, Izzie," Frankie said patting her daughter's back. "Let's go and get you cleaned up."
"Nathan's still sleeping," Hannah reported as Frankie took Isabelle upstairs.
"Adam is too," Emma told her. "He sleeps a lot!"
"That's cause they're babies," Hannah said. "When they get old like us, they won't!"
Will laughed as he set two plates before the two girls. "You two are rather old..."
"I'm only four!" Emma exclaimed, grabbing her little fork.
Will laughed. "And my little girl here is pushing six..."
"Almost," Hannah grinned.
"Do you lovely ladies mind if I join you?" Will asked.
Emma shook her head. "Have waffles!"
"Don't mind if I do," Will said dramatically.
"Five of them," Emma held up her fingers.
"Five," Will said. "I can do that with my eyes closed."
"Ten?" Hannah asked with a giggle.
"Ten is more Emma's Grandpa's style," Will said.
"Seven?" Emma tried again.
"Maybe," Will said with a grin.
"Do it!" Emma squealed.
Will stood up and walked over to the counter. He piled three more waffles on his plate which gave him a grand total of seven.
Emma's eyes were huge as he came back to the table.
"You look doubtful, Miss Weasley," Will said.
"Em wants eight," Emma said.
"Eight?" Hannah asked. "Whoa."
"Emma," Will shook his head. "You can deal with those three, and if you finish those you can have more."
"You sound just like my Daddy," Emma said pouting.
Will laughed. "There could be worse things..."
"I'm telling you Luna," Ron was saying when he stepped into the kitchen. "I smell food..."
"Hide the waffles!" Emma squealed.
Luna stifled a laugh at the look on her husband's face.
"Did my little Em finally turn on me?" Ron asked, scooping her up.
Emma squealed. "Grandpa!"
Ron tickled her. "Hide those waffles, eh?"
"Just kidding," Emma giggled. "Em will share."
"Goodness Will," Luna saw his plate.
"Daddy has to eat seven of them," Hannah told her.
"That's my kind of bloke," Ron said approvingly.
"Grandpa, how many can you eat?" Emma asked patting his cheek.
"As many as I can fit on a plate in six helpings," Ron told her.
"Ronald," Luna said shaking her head.
"It's true," Ron replied.
"I bet you can, Grandpa!" Emma squealed.
"All bets are on then," Ron headed for the stove.
Emma's eyes grew wide as she watched her grandfather load his plate with waffles. "I think this is enough for a start," Ron said picking up the plate with his free hand.
"Jeez," Will muttered as Ron dug into the stack.
"You'd better make more, Daddy," Hannah told him.
"Loads more," Will got up as Nathan started to cry.
Luna smiled. "I'll get him for you, William."
"Thanks," Will said gratefully.
Luna gingerly picked up Nathan and placed a kiss on his forehead. "There....there....."
"Grandma's good with babies," Emma said with her mouth full.
"I had loads of practise," Luna said smiling down at Nathan. "I think this one just wanted to be part of the fun. Isn't that right, Nate?"
Nathan stopped crying and waved his little arms in the air.
"It's too bad Nate can eat waffles," Emma said before popping another bite into her mouth.
"More for us," Hannah said. "Right Em?"
Emma beamed at her. "Yes!"
Luna sat down with Nathan. "You look just like your daddy."
"Handsome and perfect," Will joked.
Luna laughed. "That's it."
"More like smelly and gross," Ethan cracked as he came in the kitchen.
Will grinned. "Ron, you can have Ethan's waffles."
"He'd eat them anyway," Ethan sat down. "Or my wife would."
"Where is Mad?" Emma asked him.
"Still sleeping," Ethan said.
Ethan poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. He laughed when he saw Ron and Emma happily eating.
"You two never stop, do you?" he asked.
"Eat to live, live to eat," Ron said winking at Emma.
"Eat to live," Emma began giggling uncontrollably.
Frankie came back into the kitchen with Isabelle. "We know how to draw a crowd."
"Something smells good, that's the thing," Ron answered.
"I looked outside and it looks like it's going to be gorgeous today," Frankie told them.
"To the beach!" Emma sang.
Ethan laughed. "What are you going to do at the beach?"
"Sand castle with Han, Casey and Ramona," Emma said.
"Daddy, you're going to help us, right?" Hannah asked.
"Absolutely," Will replied.