Chapter 1: And I love you too
I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling was the genius.
Yay! First chapter of the sequel to Our Story. I hope you guys like it!
Hannah's POV
I sit on the couch, trying to concentrate on the book before me, but constantly getting distracted by the clock on the wall.
I groan and see that it has only been a minute since I last checked it.
Suddenly a pop is heard making me jump and a tall man, with brown hair and brown eyes stands there, his eyebrow raised and a grin on his face.
"Aren't you gonna give your poor old husband a hug?", he asks.
I grin and jump off the couch, running at him and throwing my arms around his neck. He chuckles before I cut him off by pressing my lips to his.
"You're early!", I exclaim once we break apart.
Neville smirks.
"Yeah, I felt bad about not being able to come home the whole week and I thought that the least I could do was arrive early", he explains, his arms still around my waist.
"Good thing you did, that clock was taunting me", I say putting my face in the crook of his neck and letting the smell of his cologne infiltrate my nose.
He laughs and kisses the top of my head as I smile against his skin.
Neville and I had gotten married a year ago, after the honeymoon to Cancun, Mexico, we had gone to look for a flat.
Neville had inherited Longbottom manor since his gran had moved to a smaller house, but we thought it was a little big for just the two of us, and that we would move in there once we started a family or build our own place in the land his grandfather had left him. The flat was bigger than the one Neville or I had owned before getting married. There was a medium sized kitchen, with a round table and four chairs to it. The sitting room was also bigger, containing two couches and an armchair, a Telly, a coffee table and a chimney that held various pictures, some of our wedding and some of us with friends and family. The flat also had a dinning room, with a fancy wooden table and a shelf with fine china on it. There were two bedrooms, a master one and a smaller one, the master bedroom held a bathroom and had our king sized bed, a closet, two bedside tables and a desk, pictures also hung on the walls. The other bedroom held a smaller bed, with a small closet and a desk. There was also an extra bathroom for visitors.
Neville and I eat dinner and head to our bedroom, while he tells me about the trip he had taken with some seventh years students this week and asks me about my week.
"I've been ok", I lie a bit, because honestly I was not feeling my best. My stomach started hurting at random times of the day and for the last couple of days I had woken up in the early morning to puke my guts out
"Are you sure Han, you look a bit pale", he says and I brush it off.
We climb into bed and he puts his arm around me, like so many times he had done while we were dating, and I snuggle into his chest. Within minutes I am completely lost to the world.
I wake up suddenly to my stomach doing somersaults. I stand up quickly and cover my mouth, making my way to the toilet. I crouch down next to it and let everything come out.
I feel a pair of hands hold mi hair and rub my back as another wave of nausea washes over me. Once I finish I lean my head back on the wall and take a deep breath. Neville accios a cup and puts water in it, handing it to me. I gulp it down making the horrible taste leave my mouth.
"Are you okay love?", he asks, his eyebrows knitted together in worry.
"Yes, I'm fine", I say and he looks at me with doubt.
"That's what you said yesterday Han, how long have you had this?", he asks his eyes full of worry.
I sigh finding myself not being able to lie to that look.
"About two days after you left."
"Have you gone to St. Mungos?", he asks and I shake my head no.
"Can you go, I'll take you", he says softly.
I shake my head once again.
"No love, it's fine really, just a stomach virus", I say and stretch out my hand for him to help me up.
He helps me up gently and I walk over to the sink, putting the minty toothbrush in my mouth.
"Okay, but if it happens again I'm taking you", he says and I nod, knowing that when he said something he meant it.
I spit out the water and make my way over to the bed once again.
He gets in next to me and I cuddle into him, letting my eyes close for the second time.
A couple hours later Neville had left to go with Harry and Ron somewhere. I had owled Susan and invited her over. She accepted the invite and said that she would be over with her eight month old daughter Bella at noon. I was now sitting in the kitchen table, telling Susan about the virus I had caught.
"Wait Hannah, er, these are private questions but…", she said as a respond to what I had just told her.
"It's fine Susan I think you know everything about me anyway, I mean you are my best friend."
"When was the last time you had your time of month?", she asks and I raise my eyebrows.
"Er… one or two …months ago, Merlin's beard Susan I hadn't even noticed!", I exclaim and she nods.
"And well ok, this is awkward but when was the last time you and Neville er…well you know", she says avoiding my eye.
I think back to about two months ago. It had been a cool march day and Neville had gotten home from work. He had started kissing me passionately, running his hands along my body. I had started unbuttoning his shirt and quickly ripped it off. I had stopped him once his hand went down to the sweat pants I had on. He had asked what was wrong and I had smirked graving the Gryffindor tie that lay on his bare chest and pulling him into the bedroom, closing the door behind us.
I get snapped back into reality by Susan clearing her throat.
"I mean..er yeah", I say feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks, "A few months ago, I haven't been in the mood recently".
"Could it be possible that you are, you know…pregnant?"
I stare in shock looking at Susan, frozen in my seat, my tea mug in hand.
"Yeah, it could", I say at last, still not able to move.
"Come on", she says standing up and picking Bella of the floor. where she had been playing with wooden blocks.
I cock an eyebrow at her and she responds, "Im taking you to St. Mungos."
I stand up and make my way to my bedroom getting my coat and putting it on. Together we disaparate to St. Mungos.
We land in the waiting area and make our way over to the witch behind the counter.
"What can I help you with?", she says in a friendly tone when she sees us.
"I would like to take a pregnancy test", I tell her and she nods, handing me a sheet to fill out.
"Fill that out and we will call you in a moment".
We thank her and go over to some empty chairs, next to a wizard with his head facing the wrong way and a boy with his father covered in purple and turquoise spots. I fill out the paper as Susan reads to Bella a book for children. A few moments later we get called into an office. I go inside followed by Susan and take a seat in one of the chairs.
A healer comes in and shakes my hand and Susan's, saying that her name was Healer Smith.
"So Mrs. Longbottom, what symptoms have you been having?", she asks and I list everything that I had felt over the past few weeks.
When I finish she nods.
"It does seem like you are pregnant but we just need to do one more test, would you head over to that exam table", I do as she says and she follows closely behind.
I lay down on it and wait for instructions.
"Okay, can you lift your shirt up just a little", she says.
I lift up my shirt so that my stomach is showing.
She starts moving her wand around my stomach until she stops at one spot and a green mist comes out of her wand.
"Congratulations Mrs. Longbottom, you're pregnant!", she says, a smile on her face.
I put my shirt down and sit up, trying to grasp the concept in my head.
When I come out of my daze I ask.
"How far along exactly?"
"About two months", she responds and I nod, letting a small smile appear in my face.
"Any other questions?", she asks me. I think for a bit, then shake my head no.
"Okay well if that's it, you have your next checkup next month", she said, scribbling something on a piece of paper.
"Eat healthy, no alcoholic drinks, that means butterbeer, firewhiskey or any other. No dangerous activities, such as skydiving, skiing, bungee jumping etc., try to keep from stressing out and don't lift very heavy thins. Good?", she says.
I nod my head and take the piece of paper she hands me. I stand up after Susan and shake Healer Smith's hand.
"I'll see you next month and take care", she says.
"Thank you", I say and we head out the door, little Bella waving enthusiastically at the healer.
When we get to my flat Susan graves her things and leaves, saying she had to do some paper work.
I spend the rest of the day thinking of how to tell Neville, I had to tell him today, or else I would get morning sickness and he would take me back to St. Mungos. I get an idea and head to Diagon Alley, getting everything I need and heading back to the flat, waiting impatiently until Neville got home.
I stand in the kitchen baking a pumpkin pie just to pass time. Suddenly I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist, I jump and turn around.
"Merlin you scared me, when did you get here?", I asks him.
"Just now, didn't you here me love?", Neville asks and I shake my head.
"I was distracted", I tell him and he nods.
"How are you feeling?", he asks me after a few moments and I feel my stomach start doing backflips.
"Fine, I'm feeling better", I tell him and he smiles.
"Good", he says kissing my cheek.
"Did you already eat dinner?", I ask.
"Yes, you did too didn't you?", he asks back.
I nod my head and he smiles making his way over to the couch and motioning for me to join him. I put the pie in the oven and plop down next to him, leaning on his chest.
"Nev?", I say after a few minutes.
"Mmm?", he responds. I look up to him and see his eyes close but a smile on his lips.
"Have you thought about children?", I ask him.
"Well of course Han, I am a professor", he chuckles, I giggle.
"No love, our children?", I ask him again.
"We have children!", he teases me.
"Nevilllee", I whine but smile.
"Yes Han, I have, like I told you before our wedding, I always have wanted to be a dad", he says and I smile relived.
I let silence overtake us.
After about half an hour I exclaim in mock surprise.
"Oh! I got you something!"
He raises an eyebrow.
"Is it my birthday?", I shake my head.
"Our anniversary?", I shake my head again.
"Christmas?!", I smile at him and roll my eyes playfully.
"No, can't I just get my lovely husband something without it being a holiday?", he chuckles.
"Well, when you put it that way, I guess you can", I smile and he smirks.
I run to our room and get a box out of my drawer.
I hand him the box and sit down again, this time facing him.
He starts to unwrap it and slowly lifts the top off.
He pulls out a little jumper, he raises it up and looks at me skeptically as I bite my lip.
"Er Han, it's lovely, don't get me wrong but I think you got the size wrong", he chuckles and lays it over his shirt so that it barely covers his chest.
I take a deep breath, "Well love, it's not exactly for you", I tell him.
"No?", he raises an eyebrow and I shake my head.
"It's for him or her", I tell him, graving his hand and placing it over my stomach.
He freezes.
"You mean...you…me…I…in there?", he says at last.
I nod nervously.
"I'm gonna be a dad", he says breathily, the corner of his mouth curling up.
"Merlin, Hannah, I'm gonna be a dad!", he exclaims jumping up and taking me with him.
He kisses me and I laugh, nodding.
"You're not mad?", I ask him.
He stares at me.
"Mad? Hannah goodness no! You gave me the two things I had wished for the most, this being the second", he exclaims.
"What's the first?", I ask already knowing.
"Well", he starts, "you remember that fire seed bush you gave me", he teases.
I laugh and playfully slap his arm.
"Obviously it's you love", he says after chuckling.
"I love you Han", he tells me and before I can respond he crouches down to be eye level with my stomach.
"And I love you too", he coos, placing his hands on both sides of my stomach.
I smile gingerly, as he looks up at me, his eyes full of love.
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