Warning : Bad grammar n tenses, so beware. Every mistake solely mine. Harry Potter not mine. Slash n m – preg at the end. ;D

I'm soooo boring here. So I wrote this story 'cause I'm in mood on humor story. This story is a sequel for "Sleeping Beauty Ala Marauder", so feel free to read that story first, but if you don't read it at all it won't affect you at all. I felt so guilty for my other story, but... here we are. Hope you like it.

James sigh deeply as he looks at his beloved spouse, beautiful dark hair so long like a curtain fall to his waist, high cheek bones and red full lips. His spouse are a wonderful creature indeed. He smiles lovingly when he sees him frown at the tomes he cradle at his hand while his other hand cares absentmindedly at his slightly bulge stomach where his heir grow steadily inside.

'His heir.' His smile stretch wider, his chest flow with happiness and pride. 'Soon I'm gonna have a son or daughter.' He grinned happily.

"What are you thinking now, Potter?" Severus growls at his husband whose grinning foolishly at him, perish in thinking every bad thought that might be occurred in his husband head.

'Merlin spare me with his act all brash with no brain at all. Along with his side kick, that stupid mutt.' Severus thought in dread.

"Nothing, love, just admiring my beautiful spouse and thinking what a beautiful baby that we created together." He sigh dreamily. "I'm so happy seeing you like this, all glowing and soon you'll be ripe with my baby inside you." He smile as he looks at Severus' expanding (not to big now) middle.

"Are you saying that I'M FAT ?" he growls as he slam the tome in his hand at the desk before him.

"WHAT? NOOO, Love!" James startled at his spouse reaction. Sweat drops from his brows. 'Oh, damn Merlin twist pants, mood swing! Damn me.' He thought dreadfully.

"And what do you mean by 'RIPE' ?" Severus shriek indignantly (which he won't admit it later even on his death bed). "WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM? A FRUIT?" he snarl at his husband before he stop abruptly. He blink twice in deep thought before his confuse scowl appear on his brows as some realization down on him. "Are you mocking me?" he narrow his eyes as he stalks forward to where his husband sat.

"What? NO! I was – Hey, it was a compliment for you." James whines loudly.

"Compliment? By comparing your own spouse with a fruit?" Severus eyebrow twitch, "You think that's a compliment?" he growl as he slap his husband head.

"OWW! I'm not saying that, love, I said you look beautiful and glowing with your pregnancy." James says as he clear his throat nervously.

"And pray to tell me and correct me if you can, Mr. Potter, 'I look beautiful and glowing with pregnancy' so I'm not beautiful before?" he sniff loudly.

"Merlin ball, how can you twist all my innocent word into insult. No, Severus, YOU always beautiful, but what I said before you even more beautiful in your pregnancy. See! That's what I said to you before." He said as he gather his sniveling spouse into his arms.

"Really?" Severus whispers softly.

"Yes, love." James assuring him as he kiss Severus' head.

"Why don't you just said so from the start?" He said in deadpan voice. James look down at his husband in disbelieve.

'I said so from the first time.' He thought tiredly. "Whatever you said, love." He sighs loudly. "Come, we should get some rest. It's already late." He said as he stir his husband to their bed.

"Ok."

'Merlin help me, seven more months a lot of mood swing. Damn!' James thought dreadfully.