Epilogue
Harry perched on the edge of the toilet seat, hand rummaging between his thighs. He pulled the small, plastic muggle-device, otherwise known as a pregnancy test, out from the toilet bowl and inspected the results. It was official, Harry was pregnant with his first child. Harry felt a mix of apprehension and sheer joy. He couldn't wait to tell Sev, he'd be the best father. The only was... Sev had told Harry a few months ago that he was sterile. How could Snape impregnate Harry? Unless...
Harry gasped as the monster inside him kicked for the first time.
The End.