"Harry?"
"Mm?" He didn't look up from the Prophet as she came in. She tends to distract him.
"Here," she said, walking over and taking his hand in hers, placing it on her slightly bulging stomach.
"And?" He asked her expectantly with a grin, smiling up at his wife, who clearly had just woken.
"Wait for it," she told him, a proud twinkle in her eyes, her hand still pressing his to her stomach.
Something pressed against his hand. Gentle, but it was movement.
"Oh. Just... wow!"
She placed a kiss to his mouth. "Just a few months to go."
A/N: another drabble for lj.
