The next four weeks past in a blur. After finding out who the father was, Rose and Dom had stormed straight up to James, when he was alone of course, and gave him a slap each. Roughly followed by 'If you so much as hurt her, we'll make sure you can't have kids again', they stormed off, leaving him to wonder if they had both turned crazy.

James had officially asked me to be his girlfriend. Though we couldn't exactly go on real dates, or hold each others hands in the corridors. There were a number of things to think about. Jack, students telling the press, Jack, the stress all the attention would have on the baby, Jack. Did I mention Jack?

The fact we couldn't go public, meant that both of us were getting our fair choice of people asking us out.

"The answer is NO! I've tried to say it nicely, but you're just not getting it."

I was currently being followed by a sixth year Hufflepuff. Who was too up himself for my liking.

"Oh come on. You're singe, I'm single. You're hot, I'm hot. It's a perfect match." He was leaning on the wall next to me smirking. "I want you."

"Sadly, we don't always get what we want." Clearly he was intruding in my space, and no one in the halls was stopping to pull him away. HELLO! PERSONAL SPACE INVADER OVER HERE!

"Usually when a girl says no, she means no." The Hufflepuff turned around, to see Jack standing behind him.

I've never seen someone run so fast. It was highly amusing.

"You okay?" Jack, always looking out for me, even if it's really annoying sometimes. Well at least this time it was welcomed.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What you doing here?"

"Me and the boys were just on the way to class." I looked behind him to see James still looking angrily in the same direction the Hufflepuff guy ran off in. Somebody's jealous. "Not that I'm not happy about it, but you haven't been dating a guy since Jason Davies at the party, you alright?"

Oh brother. How little you know me.

"I'm alright. Just, seen the light I suppose?"

Jack looked ready to pat himself on the back. "See, not dating until you're thirty is a good idea."

"Well, I wouldn't say that long." Before he could respond, I turned and carried on walking to the last lesson of the day, Herbology.

Professor Longbottom was cool. There was no other words to describe him. Having been a friend of the Potter's and Weasley's since they themselves went to Hogwarts, he got on well with the various children of their families. And their friends. By the time I got down to the greenhouses, my class had already started the lesson, and were currently chasing the Leaping Toadstool's around the greenhouse.

The Professor noticed me sneak in and walked in my direction. Yes. I was late. Again.

"Why are you late Amy?" He didn't look angry, just curious.

"You know the usual. Stopped on your way to lessons by a vain guy, said vain guy asks you to be his girlfriend because you're, and I quote, 'hot and single'. Same old, same old." Neville just looked amused. "So am I going to get a detention?"

Neville just smirked and tapped his nose. "Why would you get a detention. You were on time weren't you?" He then turned and helped Lorna Unsworth catch a passing toadstool.

I love being friends with the Weasleys/Potters.

Don't get me wrong, it wasn't the reason I made friends with them. I had heard of them, being in a magical family and all, but when I got on the train, I just made friends with two girls called Dom and Rose, and a boy called Al. They didn't tell me their full names. Can't say I blame them. I guess they wanted to make real friends before telling the world who they really are.

I pulled on my gloves, and set off after a particularly fast toadstool that Al was chasing.

At dinner, we all crashed down onto the table.

"I'm knackered." Dom moaned, her head resting on the table. "I can't even lift my head up. Rose can you prop my head up for me."

"You make it sound like I have the strength to do that. Maybe you should lift my arm and smack Albus with it."

"Hey! What have I done?" Albus looked confused. Rose just sighed and said "We were meant to catch five toadstools each. Correct?"

"Yeah."

"No where in the instructions did it say 'Take five toadstools out of Rose's hands, so she has to catch more'."

"But it was hard." Al mumbled, spooning himself some mashed potato.

"It was hard for you? I had to catch ten. TEN!"

It wasn't only Rose who had to catch more than her five. Dom and Holly had decided that I wasn't allowed to go running around the classroom. So between them, they caught five more and handed them to me. While I had to wander around the classroom pretending I was doing something. iNot that I'm complaining/i.

"Yeah it was really hard work." I smirked before grabbing my sacred jar of peanut butter, and dipping chicken drumsticks into it. What? My craving's were in control of me now.

Dom and Holly glared at me, before Rose looked at me in shock. "How are you not even tired?"

"I'm obviously fitter and better at running than you." I smiled, trying not to let a giggle escape. Albus just looked knackered.

"But I'm on the Quidditch team. And Dom is too! Rose plays at home and…Holly chases thestrals."

"It's hilarious when you can hear them running about, even though they're invisible." Holly just shrugged, and carried on eating.

I sighed, and decided to go up early for sleep. I'd been sleeping a lot lately, for a very obvious reason. "I'm going to go up to bed." They all waved half heatedly, before I left the hall.

By the time I reached my dorm, I was exhausted. When I was nearly ready for bed, I remembered.

My Healer appointment was tomorrow. Which I hadn't told James about.

Hoping that all the boys didn't read each others mail, I quickly wrote a note to James.

I need to see you. I'm in my dormitory alone, so I can meet you somewhere now.

-A

I walked over to the small owl perch I had. Jack, Aiden and I all had small owl perches, because unlike other owls, Missy did not like to sleep in the owlery. Instead she took it in turns to stay in each of our dormitories. Luckily, she was in mine tonight.

"Missy, can you deliver this for me? You know who James is right?" She hooted in response, holding her leg out for me to tie the note on. I opened the window, and she flew off.

Not even ten minutes later, I heard the tapping on my window, and opened it so Missy could fly back in. I opened the response.

Stay there. I'll be right in.

-J

I was confused. How could he get in? It's not like he could take the stairs.

The door opened. And James just walked straight in, like it was normal.

"How the hell did you get in here?" I said, shocked at him actually standing there.

"Secret passageway." He shrugged whilst smirking. "My grandfather found lots of passageways. It's only fair I do too." He walked over and dropped onto my bed. "So, did you really want to talk to me? Or did you just want to snog?" He wiggled his eyebrows, which caused me to hit him with a pillow. Standard Cause and effect. It happened to me a lot. I sleep with James Potter, I get pregnant. He wiggles his eyebrows, he get's hit with a pillow.

"And how exactly do you get to this secret passageway?"

"It runs from the top of the boy's staircase, to the top of the girl's staircase. Easy to find. Picture of Romeo on the boys side, picture of Juliet on the girl's. Then they have a picture of them both actually in the passageway, so they can act as lookouts. Almost like Gryffindor wanted boys to get into the girls dormitories."

"He must have."

James nodded before leaning in and kissing me on the lips. "So, what did you need me for?"

"I didn't want to put it in writing, but we have a Healer's appointment tomorrow."

He raised his eyebrows. "We do? How come I'm hearing this now and not sooner."

"Forgot." I shrugged my shoulders. "How are we going to get you there, without press seeing you walk into St Mungo's with me?"

James looked thoughtful, before turning towards me and smiling. "Leave it to me." He then proceeded to kiss me again. After a few seconds, I pushed him away.

"Wait a minute, before you go distracting me with your manly wiles. You're not going to tell me how?" James laughed before rolling over, so he was on top of me, supporting his weight with his arms.

"Trust me. I've been sneaking around for a long time. I also know how to avoid the press. So are we good?"

"Okay then."

He placed his hand by my cheek and turned my head slightly so he could kiss me better. After five minutes of making out with him, the door slammed open and the three other girls walked in.

"Amy we're having a disagreement. Don't you think…."

Rose, Dom and Holly all stopped and stared at us.

Well this is awkward.

"Ummm…so I'm going to go." I nodded as he climbed off my bed. "Where are we meeting tomorrow?"

"Nine o'clock. By the hump backed witch." He moved past Holly and the others, all of whom were still staring at him.

He turned back, "See you then." James then walked out, closing the door behind him. After the door shut, their heads shot back to me.

"Was that a boy in our room?"

It was the day I'd finally see my baby. Until now, it was just there in the back of my mind. I may of changed my diet, been sick every morning (Though not just in the mornings. Some days it happened all day long. The people who decided to name it morning sickness obviously didn't have a clue.) and been extremely hormonal, but it just wasn't real yet.

As I walked towards the Gunhilda of Gorsemoor Corridor on the third floor, my emotions were all over the place.

I was scared. Scared there might be something wrong with him or her. It took all my control not to turn around and sprint back to my dorm. I was tired, up all night because I was worrying. But more than that. I was bloody excited.

It's not everyday you can say 'I've got a baby in my body, can you show me what it looks like?'.

Approaching the statue of the hump backed healer who discovered a cure for dragon pox, I saw someone standing close to it. I didn't recognise them, so I thought they might be someone new.

"Hey Ames, you ready?"

He apparently knew me.

"Umm..do I know you?"

The guy smirked. "I guess it works then. I told you you could trust me." I remembered someone saying that to me recently, and my eyes widened when it occurred to me who had.

"James?"

His smile widened. "You ready?"

I was still shocked. "But….how…..you don't look like you."

He nodded. "The teachers always keep an eye out for any funny business if they see me, Fred, Jack or Sean around. Makes it hard to pull pranks, or use magic in detentions. So Fred's dad sends us polyjuice potion and a few hairs from local muggles for us to use. It helps, believe me."

I laughed, it was one of the strangest sights I had seen. A complete stranger speaking with James' voice. I decided to answer his previous question. "Yeah, I'm ready."

He tapped the hump with his wand and said 'Dissendium', then we walked through and down to Hogmeade.

"You want to use my fireplace again."

"Yes please."

"Where you going?"

"London."

Aberforth Dumbledore was hesitating this time. He must have thought last time was a one off. Now that I'd come back, and brought someone with me, he was having doubts.

"What are you doing in London?"

"It's nothing bad Ab. I just can't tell the teachers."

"Then it must be bad, if you can't tell teachers. What does he have to do with it?" he pointed at James, who was still disguised, and therefore unrecognisable.

"He's coming with me." Aberforth looked slightly annoyed. I didn't blame him to be honest.

"But who is he?"

"Johnny." I didn't wait for James to answer. "Johnny Phillips."

Silence fell amongst the three of us for a few moments. It was broken by Aberforth.

"Are you going to be using my fireplace any more times this year?"

I nodded. "Probably a couple of times." Aberforth hesitated again, he had a soft spot for me and Holly, but this was still pushing it for him.

"You can use it, just as long as you promise you're not doing anything illegal."

I sighed in relief. "Thank you, and I promise." Both me and James grabbed a handful of floo powder, and flooed to St Mungo's after Aberforth had left the room, so he didn't hear where we were going.

As we stepped out of the fireplace in the hospital, James turned to me with an amused expression on his face. "Johnny Phillips?"

I thought it was very inventive. "Same initials as you. I thought it was quite creative."

We walked past the welcome desk, where the same welcome witch who was there on my first visit was glaring at me again. I guess she remembers me.

"Umm, why is she glaring at you?" James seemed confused. I would be too, if a stranger was glaring at someone I knew for no apparent reason.

"She knows why I'm here." I said, dragging James in the direction of the lifts. By the time we reached the sixth floor, I walked off towards the desk, James following behind me. Marie was on shift today, and saw me approaching.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"As good as can be expected." I smiled back. I think I may spend the rest of my life on this floor. Everyone is nice up here.

"Is this the dad?" She'd caught sight of James, hanging around in the background. He moved forward at this point.

"Yeah." He said. Marie gave him a kind smile before pulling out forms. "We just need both of you to fill out these forms, and answer some questions. Just so we get a medical background."

I had a sudden thought. There would be no medical records for a Johnny Phillips. No family records either.

Both me and James looked at each other at the same time. I had to ask Marie about confidentiality.

"Marie, anything we share, it's kept quiet yes?" She looked confused.

"Doctor-patient confidentiality. If we're medical personnel, we can't share any information with anyone other than you or family, if you are unable to make decisions."

"Can we talk somewhere else?" I looked around, making sure no one else noticed.

"Of course."

To say Marie was shocked when we told her who 'James' really was, would be an understatement. But it would save a lot of confusion, if medical records were needed. She said she'd let the Healer know, so all we had to do was wait.

I was sat on the table, with James standing next to me. My top half had been changed for a hospital gown, with my trousers on the bottom. And we waited.

"Do you get reactions like that a lot?"

I turned in his direction. "Like what?"

"The glare you got from the welcome witch."

"Oh." I thought back to all the reactions I'd had. "Rose was just angry I didn't tell her. You and Dom were shocked. Holly seemed to be okay with it to be honest. Marie was understanding. The welcome witch is the only other person who knows. I guess she probably thinks I'm a slut."

"That's not fair." He seemed genuinely concerned about it.

"It's life. Welcome to the world. Everyone's looking to judge you. You should know that."

"I know what it's like to be judged. But it's been 'Can he fly as well as his dad?' or 'Is he going to be an Auror?'. It's never been names. My dad still argues with the media about how they portray people."

"Then you're lucky."

At this point, Healer Jones entered. "Hello again." he smiled in my direction. "And you must be Mr Potter." He held out his hand. James hesitantly took it.

"So we're hopefully going to see the baby today. Are you nervous?"

"Just a bit." He gave me a look that said he clearly didn't believe me. "Alright, a lot. Can you tell if there's anything wrong? Can you tell me if it's a boy or a girl?"

He chuckled. "Sometimes you can spot something that is a problem, but stop worrying. And no we look for the gender at week twenty here at St Mungo's."

He moved to sit on the opposite side that James was standing. "He's a man." James whispered to me. Though not quietly enough, as Healer Jones heard and chuckled for a second time.

"James!" I whispered furiously back, but the healer just shook his head, telling me not to worry about it. "A lot of father's prefer a female midwife. Especially at the delivery. But I can assure you Mr Potter, I am very professional."

James didn't respond, but looked slightly placated. Jones moved closer before saying, "What's going to happen is I'm going to place my wand next to your stomach and cast some non-verbal charms. A picture will appear on the wall close to you." He motioned to the wall to James' left. "I'll then move my wand until we have a clear picture. Are you ready?"

I nodded, James just stood there waiting, but moved to hold my hand in response.

The Healer pointed his wand at my stomach. After a few moments, a picture formed on the wall, but was too blurry to see anything. He moved his wand a bit more.

"Okay, you see the black circle starting to form? That's your uterus. And that." He pointed to the white mass inside it. "is your baby."

Amazed. That's all I could think of to describe how I was feeling. You could see the baby's legs already formed. A slight bump where the nose would go. The baby's head perfectly formed.

I fell in love.

With a picture.

It was my own little alien. And it was apart of me. James was staring at the wall. His grip on my hand had tightened.

"Is everything okay?" I turned to the Healer. He smiled.

"I can't see anything wrong. Would you like to hear the heartbeat?"

I replied "Yes please." and James just blindly nodded, not taking his eyes off the picture.

Healer Jones did some more wand work, and before long, the sounds of the baby's heartbeat had filled the room. My eyes started to water. The hormones were catching up with me and I couldn't stop the tears from rolling down my face.

James turned his head away from the wall, and noticed me crying. He also had a soft look in his eye.

"Are you okay?" I nodded, the tears still forming.

"It's really something huh?"

I tried to catch my breath and replied "It's amazing."

"Would you like a copy?" The Healer got up to get one. As I started to nod, I got cut off by James saying "Two please."

"No problem. I'll go get them now." The healer then left the room.

"I can't believe it. It makes it all so real." I placed a hand on my stomach, feeling protective of my little alien.

The healer entered the room again. He handed one picture to each of us. It looked like a muggle ultrasound photo, but it moved like a wizard picture. Every now and then, the baby would move a leg, or an arm.

"Thank you." I said genuinely, still looking at the picture while I swung my legs off the table.

"No problem." He said again. "Are there any questions since the last time?"

"I have one or two." I said, finally lifting my head from the picture. "Can I drink butterbeer?"

He nodded. "Yes you can. But only one bottle a day. No more than that at any given time."

"What kind of exercise can I do? Can I run?"

"Now's not the time to pick up any hardcore sports like Quidditch. But running shouldn't be bad as long as it's for short periods of time."

James piped up this time. "What can I do?"

"Just keep stress levels down, keep alcohol and cigarettes away, just keep her comfortable. You can also read books or pamphlets on what to expect during and after pregnancy."

"I can do that." James looked a lot less worried now.

"I've dated your pregnancy as twelve weeks and two days. If that's everything, You should go to the desk and arrange your next appointment, to find out the sex of the baby. If you decide you don't want to, we'll just use it to see if everything's going well."

I started to walk out, when I realised James wasn't following me. "You coming?"

"Yeah, wait a minute." He then pulled out a flask, downed what was inside while wincing, before putting it away and walking in my direction.

"What was that?"

"Polyjuice potion. My hour's nearly up." I nodded, and we both walked out and up to the desk.

Marie smiled widely when she saw us. "How'd it go?"

"It was unbelievable." I grinned as James said it.

"Trust me, I was the same when I had my first scan. Here I have something for you." She reached down and picked up a bag. "Just a little gift."

James took the bag, and we both looked in the top to see what was inside. I looked up shocked.

"This is a lot of stuff." Marie chuckled.

"Honey, it's not even close to the amount of stuff you'll need." She started listing things that were in the bag. "Baby books, including what to expect, baby names, how the baby's developing. A couple of toys my Amelie doesn't need anymore. Just a few bits and bobs."

"But, why?" I didn't know why she was giving me this stuff, why she cared.

"Like I said, I've been in your position, I know how much it's going to cost, how much of your time you'll need. I'm not using it anyway."

"Thank you." James smiled and nodded too.

"It's nothing. Anyway, you need to book your appointment. I'd say at about twenty weeks. You want it on a weekend again yes?"

"That would be great."

"You're booked in for Saturday the eighth of January. We'll see you then."

"Say hi to Amelie for me."

She laughed. "I will." James and I made our way towards the lift. James was holding my hand in his, and the bag in the other.