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epilogue 2/5
That Sunday, Eleanora, Bill, and Georgia gathered with the rest of the Weasleys as well as Teddy and Daisy for their weekly Sunday brunch. After everyone had started having kids and getting married, Mrs. Weasley made Sunday afternoons mandatory for the whole family to get together. She swore she'd never see her grandchildren otherwise, despite the fact that the Burrow always had at least one visitor at any given time. Everybody loved spending time with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley because there was always good food and the chance that Mr. Weasley would go into an in-depth discussion about muggle politics, his new obsession. Mrs Weasley was, as always, the best person to go to for advice, and all of her grandchildren loved visiting her just to sit in the kitchen and talk.
That's what Fred II was doing when Bill, Eleanora, and Georgia entered the kitchen. George's sixteen year old son was perched on the counter with a large bowl of leftover brownie batter in his hands. "I just don't know if she likes me like that," he was saying, his new quidditch captain badge gleaming on his chest. "You know what I mean?" He licked the spoon of brownie butter and looked up to see his cousin, aunt, and uncle. "Oh, hey."
"Hey," Georgia said, stealing the bowl of brownie batter and leaning against the counter. "Who doesn't like you like that?"
"Yeah, who's breaking your heart?" laughed Eleanora, giving Molly a hug and washing her hands to help with the cooking.
Fred II shrugged and looked helplessly at Bill, who didn't seem too keen on helping out. "Anyone we know?" he asked, kissing his mother on the cheek and joining Eleanora by the sink.
"Leave him alone," Mrs. Weasley said in a warning tone. "He's having girl problems, don't pressure him about it."
Fred II let out a groan as Eleanora and Bill stifled laughs. Georgia didn't even try to contain her amusement. "Girl problems?" she snorted. "Oh, it's not with that Hufflepuff seeker, is it?"
"She's pretty, right?" said Fred II. Georgia wrinkled up her nose and shrugged. "Oh, you're no help- go find Ted-" Fred II froze and glanced up at Eleanora and Bill, who were watching the exchange in mild interest. "Ahhhh, I mean... go find..."
"Ugh, you're the worst." Georgia shoved Fred's head away and stalked out of the room to find Teddy.
Fred II gave Eleanora, Bill, and Mrs. Weasley a hopeless shrug. "Think she's mad about something." He took the bowl of batter from where Georgia had set it on the counter and followed her into the hallway.
"I think I win," Eleanora said in a singsong voice.
"Nope, no way." Bill laughed and put an arm around her. "You don't win unless it's official."
"Win what?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
Eleanora and Bill hesitated, not wanting to admit to Mrs. Weasley that they'd bet on their daughter's love life. "Win... ahhh..." Bill started, shooting a helpless look at Eleanora, who widened her eyes and shrugged.
