We told both sets of parents and they were more than happy. I was forced to be on maternity leave the last five months of my pregnancy. Of course two of those five months were summer holidays. Neville and I were over Harry and Hermione's house. Hermione had a newborn baby boy named James. Neville sat next to me one hand around me and the other resting on my round belly.

"I guess we're staying in for our anniversary." I said.

"Why is that?"

"Do you remember how long it took me to find something that fit me today without using any charms."

"Yes, I do."

"There you have it."

"Laney, you know you're still beautiful to me you being pregnant is just a plus." He smirked.

"How is it a plus, Neville. I'm moody and fat."

"You're not that moody especially in a bad way. Sure, you cry a lot but you're just emotional and I love that about you. As for being fat, pregnancy just accentuates the curves you already have."

"You're just saying that."

"No, I mean it from the bottom of my heart." He assured me.

I didn't reply I just kissed him. His hand still rested on my belly as we deepened the kiss slightly. I suddenly flinched. I knew exactly what that was a kick from our baby. Neville had to feel it too since his hand had never left my belly as we snogged.

"Was that what I think it was?" Neville asked.

"Yes, our baby just kicked for the first time." I smiled.

"Wow, that's amazing."

"I know."

Harry and Hermione walked in. The day continued. We didn't end up staying in for our anniversary. We went out to dinner and played footsie all during dinner. By the time we got to our door later that night we were snogging so passionately that Neville couldn't even open the door right away. Once he opened the door he continued kissing me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I might be about six months pregnant but he was still able to carry me to our bedroom with ease. He practically tore off my dress and I practically tore off his outfit.

"Merlin, you're gorgeous." He said as he sucked my neck.

"Enough of the little stuff." I said. I could feel his hard "Neville Jr." against my thigh and it was turning me on even more.

"I'll gladly oblige." He smirked.

"Then do it, I'm getting impatient."

We continued making love passionately for the rest of the night. It was now the next morning.

"That was amazing." He sighed in ecstasy pulling my head to his bare chest as we pulled apart for the last time.

"As always."

"Let's hope no one heard us, you were pretty loud screaming my name." He smirked getting out of bed.

I followed him out of bed and we started getting dressed even though we would get distracted every now and then by each other's lips. The day continued. It was now three months later and I was in labor.

"Neville, if you think you're touching me again. You have another thing coming." I groaned in pain in the hospital wing.

"Like I said you're my kryptonite."

"Curse you, and your Superman references." I said as I grasped the sheet as another contraction hit.

He just smiled and held my hand. I was given something to ease the pain.

"The baby is almost here, Mrs. Longbottom." Madame Pomfrey said.

"You're almost there love, just a few more pushes." Neville encouraged.

I gave a few more pushes and we had a beautiful baby.

"It's a girl." Poppy said.

"Is she healthy?"

"Yes, she is." She said handing me a bundle of pink blankets.

"Hi baby, I'm your mum." I said smiling down at the sleeping baby.

She just smiled at me. I handed her to Neville and he looked down at her like she was gold. Of course she was.

"I can't believe I'm a father."

"It's amazing isn't it, we made this little creature." I said.

"I know."

"What are you going to name her?" Poppy asked.

"Minerva Longbottom." Neville said.

"I'm sure Minerva is honored." Poppy said.

"We never told her but this is a perfect time to tell her." I said.

"I'll go get her." Neville said kissing my temple.

"Okay."

He left the room.

Neville's POV

I walked out of the hospital wing. It's amazing I have a newborn daughter. I reached the Headmistresses office and knocked.

"Oh, Mr. Longbottom."

She still hasn't gotten used to calling me Neville so she stuck to Mr. Longbottom.

"Delaney had the baby."

"That's wonderful."

"I know it's a baby girl, would you like to meet her?"

"Yes, I would."

We left the office and I led her to the hospital wing.

"Someone's here to see the baby." I said.

Delaney smiled up at us and said "Here she is Minerva Faith."

"You named her after me?" She asked shocked.

"Yes, you were one of the first teachers to have faith in me. Also hence her middle name."

"Can I hold her?"

"Sure you may."

She held our first born daughter.

"The godparents are here!" Ara and George announced loudly.

"Hey guys."

"Why is the headmistress here?" George asked.

"She's our baby's namesake."

"Now she's going to be uptight nerd instead of a prankster." George said.

"I don't appreciate your comment, Mr. Weasley." She snapped playfully.

"Can I hold her next?" Ara asked.

"Yes, you may Ms." She hesitated.

"Black."

"You're Sirius's daughter?"

"Yep."

She left it at that.

"Even though that's going to be Mrs. Weasley soon." George smiled.

Ara blushed. The day continued. We raised Minnie. Her namesake spoiled her like no other. Draco and Ginny got married when she was four months old. The wedding was beautiful. Harry and Hermione had another child when James was two. It was now time for Teddy's sorting.