Hi, I'm doing an internship this summer and totally forgot about this story. I'm so sorry, here's the next chapter!

I was right when I said my months were only going to get more miserable. I was a week away from being eight months, and I just couldn't feel comfortable in my own skin. It felt too tight with how stretched the skin on my belly was for bean.

I was currently at the Burrow, helping Grandma Molly go through old baby clothes from the billion grandkids. She had a bunch of stuff left over and wanted to give some of them to me. Victoire already got some of them when she was pregnant with Remy.

"I've already started knitting booties for little bean's feet," she told me as she floated stuff all around us. "Ah, speaking of knitting, I have something for Scorpius."

I arched a brow and leaned back, taking some of the pressure off my legs. She came back with a bundle of green in her arms. She held it out and I saw that she'd knitted him a Weasley jumper with a big S on the middle.

My eyes burned with tears that escaped, running down my cheeks. "Gram, that means so much to me and it's going to mean even more to him."

Grandma Weasley laid the jumper on my lap before brushing my hair out of my face and patting my head softly. "You love him, and he obviously loves you. That means a lot to me, Rosie."

I wiped my eyes and pushed myself to my feet from the chair, hugging Grandma Molly as close as bean would let us. She sat her hands on my belly when she pulled away, smiling happily when Penelope kicked her palm.

"She loves you already," I told her happily. "She's obviously a Weasley."

I came home from The Burrow to see Scorpius and Roxie constructing a changing station in the living room. They were bickering back and forth about how to do it, but I could tell they were both happy. The smile on Scorp's face made me beam myself, resting my hands on my belly after I sat the clothes down on the table.

"Wouldn't it have been a better idea to do this in bean's room?" I asked, sitting myself down with a bit of a fall and a prayer.

"That's what I said," Roxie replied, coming over to sit beside me. "Then Malfoy had to mansplain to me how I was wrong, and it was a better idea to do it out here."

He scoffed and leaned against the couch arm, dropping a kiss on my head. "That's the opposite of what happened, Weasley."

I rolled my eyes at their antics and held my hands up, hoping Scorpius got my message. He did and took them in his, hefting me up to my feet. Then his arms wrapped around me and pulled me as close as I could get.

"And that's my cue to get out of here," Roxie replied, heading back to her room and shutting the door.

"I'm glad you two are getting closer," I told Scorpius, waddling back into Penelope's room with the bag of clothing. "Gram sent you something."

He directed me over to the rocking chair in the corner, holding my hands and lowering me into it. "Should I be worried?"

I shook my head and dug through the bag to pull out the green sweater. I handed it over to him and saw his eyes grow, lowering himself to sit on the floor by my feet. He had the jumper laid out over his lap, running his finger over the black S on the chest.

"She made me a Weasley jumper?" he asked in a quiet voice, looking up at me with big eyes.

"Of course, you're part of the family, love," I told him, running my fingers through his hair softly.

He was at a loss for words, just looking from the jumper to me and then back again. We stayed quiet for a little bit, me rocking slowly and Scorpius running his fingers over the soft, wool material. It was summer time so he couldn't wear it any time soon, but that wasn't the point.

"Are you okay, Scorp?" I asked, making him tilt his head up to look at me.

He looked up at me with glassy, silver eyes. "I've always wanted to be a part of Albus' family. Not because of his name being in higher graces than mine or anything shallow like that, I wanted to be part of a family. Since my mum died, I haven't felt like that… then you came along and I finally feel like I'm part of something bigger than myself."

My heart melted, this boy just kept surprising me. "You are my family, Scorpius. You're the father of my little girl and the love of my life. The jumper means a lot, but you were a part of my family the second you looked at me like I was the sun for you."

He tried to speak for a second, but nothing seemed to come out. Instead, he stood and pulled me to my feet along with him. He pulled me close and kissed me sweetly, sliding his tongue into my mouth and sitting his hands on my belly.

"I am so happy I met you," I told him, my eyes closed as I rested my head against his shoulder.

I could hear Roxie's music playing in from her room, a slow beat I sort of recognized. Without realizing it, the two of us started dancing in the light of the setting sun filtering in through Penelope's window. I was barefoot, but my feet couldn't feel the ground. It felt like I was floating and never wanted to come back down.

I ached to be able to sleep on my belly again. I was trying in vain to get comfortable in bed with Scorpius, but I was too big and too sweaty. Eventually, I just gave up and headed out onto the balcony of Scorp and Al's flat. The night air felt amazing on my damp skin, making me lean against the rail and suck in a lungful.

"Why are you outside at midnight?" Albus asked, stepping out onto the balcony with me. "I thought you were an intruder, I'm glad I saw your hair."

"I couldn't sleep," I told him, using his arm to ease myself back into one of the lounge chairs. "I'm too big and it was too stuffy."

"You've only got three more weeks until your due date," Albus informed me, sitting in the other chair. "Unless you go earlier or later, there isn't an exact way to say when Penelope's going to make her appearance."

I sighed and nodded, looking out at all the lights of London. "Do you think Penelope's going to be happy with me as her mum?"

Albus was quiet for a beat, thinking about my question. "She's going to have a roof over her head, food, and safety, I think she'll be happy."

"That wasn't what I asked, Al," I pressed. "Do you think I'll make her happy as her mum?"

I was nervous for Penelope to get here because I didn't feel ready. Her room was all put together and we had tons of nappies and things like that, but I didn't feel ready. How did I prepare myself to have a little person to take care of? A little girl who depended on me for everything?

"You've already given her a home within your body, a safe place for her to grow," he replied, still as methodological as usual but obviously trying to be personable for my sake. "It's obvious you and Scorpius love her more than anything already. I think you're already a wonderful mum, and I think you're only going to get better whenever she's here."

I reached over and took his hand in mine, twining our fingers and stroking my thumb over his knuckles. He wasn't a fan of touching, but he allowed this.

"What's happening out here?" Scorpius' sleepy voice asked from the door leading into the flat. "I woke up and you weren't there, love. Is everything okay?"

I released Al's hand and placed both of mine on my stomach. "Everything's fine. I couldn't sleep and Albus came out to talk with me."

"I, on the other hand, can go back to sleep," Albus announced, standing up and going back inside. "Goodnight."

Scorpius crouched in front of me and flashed me a skeptical look. "Are you sure you came out here because you couldn't sleep? You look anxious."

"I'm worried about being a good mum," I told him, laying my cards on the table. "You're already a wonderful father and bean adores you. I'm just worried she won't like me as much as she likes you. I know it's stupid, but I can't shake it."

"Silly girl, she'll love you with her entire heart," he promised, kissing my hands sweetly. "You're her first home, the person who's going to bring her into the world. You grew her inside you and nurtured her before she was even born. I promise she is going to love you as much if not more than she loves me. It's impossible not to."

With him and Albus both believing in me, it honestly felt like I could do this. "I'm so happy she's going to have you as her father. Nobody else in the world is going to teach her to love herself the way you will. Godric, you are going to be her best friend, do you know that?"

He smiled at me, eyes swimming with emotion, and replied, "She's already mine."

I swallowed thickly and told him, "Scorpius, I need you to take me back to your room. Right now."

He nodded jerkily and stood up, pulling me up with him. Then he lead me to his room by the hand and waited for further instruction. Tonight, I was going to be completely in charge.

I sat on the edge of his bed and pulled him to stand in front of me. Then I pushed his pajama pants down his hips, taking the length of him in my hand. He wasn't hard yet, so I kissed his hips and licked up from base to tip.

"I want to make you cum so badly," I told him, pumping lazily. "When you're so sweet and vulnerable for her, it makes me want to suck your soul from your body."

He whined in the back of his throat and knotted his fingers in my wild hair, tilting my face up to look at him. "Salazar fucking Slytherin, you know I'd do anything for you two."

I could feel how achingly hard he was now, not surprising me with how quickly it happened. I didn't waste my time, I continued to hold his eyes as I took the entirety of him into my mouth. I swallowed around him and held his hip for balance. He was trying to keep his eyes open as he watched me, but it looked like a struggle.

I moved off him, licking the tip and wiping my mouth. "I want you to watch me. Don't take your eyes off me or I'll stop."

He swore under his breath and nodded, "Take you shirt off, please."

My smile was naughty when I pulled the shirt over my head, watching him train his eyes on my chest. I sucked him back into my mouth and started bobbing my head back and forth, sucking and licking. I pushed my tongue under his foreskin to lap at the slit, making him moan out my name.

"Fuck, love, you are so good," he praised, his other hand coming up to rub my cheek. "Merlin, shit, Rose, I'm going to cum."

I hummed around the length of him and felt the last pulse before he came. I swallowed everything down and licked him clean, laying back flat on the bed as exhaustion took over. I'd barely hit the mattress when I felt Scorpius part my thighs and suck my clit into his mouth. I couldn't reach his hair like I wanted with my belly in the way, so I clutched the duvet cover in my hands and bit my lip.

It was almost embarrassing how close I was already, but then again he was sucking my clit and rubbing my g-spot perfectly in time with each other. I called out his name as my orgasm washed over me, my thighs clenching tight around his head.

"You taste so fucking good, holy shit," he praised after I'd come down enough to get back to the top of the bed and under the covers. "I love you so much, love."

I just smiled at him sleepily and turned onto my side, pulling him up behind me. "I love you more than I've ever loved anyone."

He kissed the back of my shoulder sweetly and place his free hand on my stomach. Words weren't necessary right now.

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