Yami Ryo wants Neville/Draco and "Unexpected"
"I'm pregnant." The silence was complete, silent and dumbfounded.
"What?" He'd dropped his paper fifteen seconds ago - previous, shocking, statement came twenty seconds ago.
"I said, I'm pregnant!" Incredulous, annoyed, agitated. All fitting.
"What?" Stare. He hadn't blinked for five minutes, now.
"It's not like it's very unusual. We've been married for two years now." And what a surprise that had been… a surprise wedding, where the groom's friends hated the other groom's friends.
"But… what? Pregnant? B-b-babies?" It'd been years since he stuttered. That he did it now, only showed how far gone he was.
"Well, hopefully only one to start with. Though, I agree with you. It IS kind of unexpected… Oh dear, what will mother say? And Augusta? Well, we'll placate Augusta easily… we'll just name him Frank!" He nodded, already planning out the baby's life.
"We're not sure it's a boy, yet, dear. Though, Frank does sound nice…" Neville nodded and went back to his paper, letting his beloved spouse continue planning their unborn babies life.
THUD. Draco looked up from where he'd been bent over some hastily thrown together plans for a nursery. He was at first unsure of where from the 'thud' originated, but then he saw.
"Ah. It finally registered, then, love?" He asked his unconscious husband.
Well, Yami. You always complain that Neville is the sub.
