Harry looked in the mirror to see his reflection smiling back at him. His black hair still untamed and his emerald eyes sparkling back at him. His white flowing robes hung loosly around him making him appear angelic and his small stature only added to his beauty. A golden locket hung loosly around his neck, resting on the middle of chest at home where it had been for the last year. The golden band around his third finger on his left hand with the emeralds buried within reminded him of his love and purpose. Harry breathed in deeply, calming his nerves and thinking back to that day.
He was sat in the gardens with Tom under the blossom trees on their picnic blanket.
"Harry, I wanted to ask you something important."
"What is it Tom?"
Tom turned to look at Harry and reached holding Harrys chin and turning him to look directly in to his eyes.
"I just wondered if you would."
"Would what?"
"The promise you made to me the day I killed the old goat…"
"Tom?"
"Marry me Harry. I love you, will you marry me?"
Harry was so glad he said yes. There was no other outcome anyway. Harry knew as soon as he found out they were soul bonded they would marry. It was just as well too. It had been six months since the death of Dumbledore and Harry stared at his reflection in the mirror, his hand soothing his stomach calming the small bundle that was growing within.
Everyone was happy for Harry and Tom but Fenrir went ballistic when he found out that tom had gotten his son pregnant. It was especially surprising as it was only two days after they had done the deed and neither had known themselves. They both cursed the werewolf's sense of smell.
"What the fuck have you done?" Fenrir shouted as soon as the two men walked in to the room. He stormed over and grabbed his son away from the man and held him close. "Did he hurt you? Was it consensual? I swear to God I will kill him!"
"Dad what are you on about?" Harry questioned.
"You don't know?" Fenrir looked at his son with surprise. Harry shook his head and Fenrir sighed in defeat. "He got you pregnant."
"WHAT?" they both shouted in disbelief.
"Pregnant. You know, up the duff, bun in the oven that type of thing."
"Dad are you sure?"
"Yes I am dam well sure! How could I not be?"
Tom promptly fainted. Fenrir sorted and Harry just responded with "shit."
Over all it was going well with the two of them and all that he had to do now was pluck up the courage to walk down the aisle and marry his soul mate. Harry sighed once again and the door slowly creaked open to reveal his Dad. Fenrir came further in to the room and approached his son.
"You ready Harry?" Fenrir asked eloping his son in a hug.
"Yeh, I'm ready." Harry replied returning the hug.
"Come on, it's time…"
A/N - Thanks once again for everyone who reviewed or read this story i hope you enjoyed it and I welcome you to read any of my other stories which I will be finishing shortly!