You were Rosalind Potter, you were the older sister of Harry Potter of 2 years and you were the bestfriend of the Weasley Twins. In sixth year, you and Fred kissed off curfew, in a kayak at night on the Black Lake.

You were now engaged with Fred, you both were too troublemaker and you recently found out you were pregnant of 2 weeks but you don't have any morning sickness and you're healthy.

You knew George's fiancée who was Seraphina Black, Sirius' daughter and you two were bestfriend too, you and Seraphina match some outfits together sometimes and it was fun. Right now you, the Twins, Harry, Ron and Seraphina were at a Gryffindor party, you and Seraphina were wearing some matching outfits and you were both dancing together.

The Twins and Harry plus Ron, were sitting on the couch of the common room, Fred got his arms crossed as George's elbows were resting on his knees.

"So.. my sister isn't causing trouble?"

Harry asked Fred playfully and Fred chuckle, shaking his head as he look at you, dancing, with affection in his love, he can't believe he's gonna be a father.

"Nah.. well not alone, she's causing trouble with me, but that's how we are."

Fred answered and George chuckled beside him, eyeing Seraphina that was dancing with you, wearing matching outfits while Ron shake his head at his brothers look and Harry him as the Twins looked back at Harry and Ron and shrug.