Prologue
It was only last year that had started dating James Potter. Before that we would have laughed and then punched the person who dare to tell us that we would be dating each other in the future.
But now, it just seems so unusual to be dating the guy that used to make my life a living hell every single day.
Everybody told me that we looked good together. I just scoffed and rolled my eyes. Even my parents, who hadn't even met him, had told me, and I quote, that he sounds just like me and that I should stop crushing the poor boys heart.
And here I am, sitting on the bathroom floor at my house silently crying. The small test had a pink plus sign on it that symbolized that I was indeed pregnant with James Potter's baby.
