I'm doing sort of a week-by-week thing starting with 5. If there's a symptom you'd like to request feel free. Yes there will be smut. I'm sure this won't really take until february because I have a very short attention span. DISCLAIMER! I own nothing except my imagination. And I wanted to find out what happened to Cho so I made up a story for her. She's married to Lee Jordan. Happy? No? Well then, go suck a nargle.

WEEK 5 OF PERCY'S PREGNANCY

Dear Mr. Weasley

We at St. Mungos are pleased to inform you of your positive pregnancy test. Do not worry, pregnancies are relatively common between two magical males, occurring once in every three hundred wizard couples. Your due date is approximately February 16 of the next year. May we suggest a healthy diet, refraining from dark magic and alcohol, and that you spend quality time with your beloved. Unless he left you because he got you pregnant. In which case, feel free to beat him upside the head with a heavy object.

Sincerely,

Cho Jordan-Chang,

Head of Prenatal care.

Percy held the note in his hand as he bent over the toilet bowl ,getting sick for what seemed the umpteenth time that day. He'd read it several times to make sure it was correct, and his vomiting was a sure sign it was the truth. He's heard of wizard pregnancies before from his mum. As a boy, he'd wondered if he would ever get pregnant from the boy he secretly liked.

Speaking of whom...

"Hey Perce! I'm home."

Percy heard quiddich boots clunking in the doorway. Oliver...

Percy shuffled out of the bathroom and wiped the vomit off of his lips.

"What's that blue thing you got?" He asked. Oliver wasn't dumb jock; it just wasn't every day that you saw a man with a positive pregnancy test.

"Oliver...I'm pregnant."

A bewildered look flashed across Olivers' broad face. Time froze. What was he supposed to do?

"No way. Y-You're joking." the usually confident Oliver Wood stammered.

"It isn't a joke Ollie. I have the test."

"But it's not possible! You're a bloke!" he reassured himself

Percy forgot that Oliver was raised by muggles. Very catholic muggles indeed. When Professor McGonnagal tried to explain to his family that Oliver was a wizard, they wanted nothing more to do with him. He was then taken in by one of the former keepers of the Holyhead Harpies who had never had any children. Oliver hadn't spoken to his parents since the day he left them at eleven.

"Ol, it can happen between two men in the wizarding world. It's just not that common for it to happen and it's highly irregular. I've never actually met a pregnant man but I met one of their kids at Hogwarts. Remember Hannah Abbot? She wasn't on the Quiddich team so probably not and-"

Percy's babble was cut off by a long, sweet, loving kiss followed by a strong hug.

"Perce, I don't really care how it happened. All that matters is that it's ours."

Percy looked up into those loving brown eyes. Neither of them had any clue what would happen next, only that it would be...Exciting? Terrifying? Wonderful? All of the above?

"Your mum is going to flip her lid when she finds out." Oliver whispered in Percy's ear.