You were Oliver Wood's boyfriend and you were a Weasley, you both got a little daughter, she's now 5 months and you both are 18 years old and you work in the ministry with your brother Percy.

Oliver was making some coffee in the kitchen while you were doing some important work that involved the ministry of magic. your daughter was currently sitting on the couch, playing with a bouncy ball with giddiness. She smiled happily without teeths of course, until she accidentally tossed the ball into the trash-can, landing perfectly with precise aim.

For a little baby girl she got some serious aim, she would make a fair beater, your daughter coo and pout and Oliver heard her little coo.