"Um…did anyone ever tell you drugs are bad for the baby?"

Before you get judgemental, I wasn't on drugs. Holly was just looking for a logical reason I was acting the way I was. It's not my fault I was happy.

"I'm not on drugs."

"Then why are you twirling?" I sighed, before falling back onto my bed. There always had to be a reason with her.

"Is it a crime to be happy?" She scoffed before turning in my direction.

"What's made you happy then?"

"Need I show you the picture?" She moaned before running into the bathroom. Then through the door, I heard her yell "If you show me that picture one more time, I'm going to eat it." I was very confused.

"Why would you eat the picture?"

"So you can't show it to me any more!" I can tell you, it didn't exactly clear up my confusion.

"And so you're going to eat it?" She opened the door slightly, and peered out the gap. "Give me credit." she said. "It was off the top of my head."

Okay. So maybe I'd gone a bit overboard showing the girls my scan picture. But in my defence, there were only three people who knew about my pregnancy, who hadn't seen the picture. And I was very excited.

"Will you two shut up!" Dom's voice was muffled by her pillow. "Some people are trying to get to sleep."

Rose grunted her reply, before rolling over and putting her pillow over her head to drown the sound out. Holly gave me a look, as if to say that she agreed, before coming back into the room, jumping into bed and closing the curtains around her.

Well I feel loved.

I wasn't tired so I decided to go sit by the fire in the common room. It was nearly empty, with only a few Gryffindors scattered around, finishing off homework. On my way over to the fireplace, I saw Aiden sitting on his own. He was just staring off into space.

Walking over to him, I was analysing his face. He wasn't really showing any emotion, so I couldn't see if he was alright. As I approached him, I said "You okay?"

He looked up. "I didn't see you there." He then turned to stare into space again.

"How you holding up?"

"I'm holding." I didn't know how to get a reaction from him. This was the first time I'd seen him since Hogsmeade. "You spent any time with Jack?"

"What? Since Hogsmeade?" He nodded. "Yeah I have. You?" This time he shook his head.

"No. I think he's hiding from me. The odd occasion I see him around, he leaves before I can speak to him."

I gave Aiden a sympathetic look. "He's just getting used to it. It did come out of the blue, give him time."

He let out a sigh before letting his head fall into his hands.

"What made you tell us?" He turned his head slightly to look at me, the expression on his face was of complete honesty.

"You looked terrified." He straightened up. "When he asked you what you were hiding. Jack might not have noticed, but I did. I may be your little brother, but I'm here to look out for you."

He placed his hand on my shoulder. "And if that means I have to tell one of my most important secrets so you don't have to tell yours, then that's what I'm going to do."

"That's so…." I couldn't get the words out. I was speechless at the lengths Aiden would go to protect me, even if he didn't know why. I loved my brother so much right now.

And here comes the tears.

I think the tears freaked him out. "Oh God, did I make you cry?" He was starting to panic, and looking around to see if anyone had noticed. "I'm sorry. How can I make it better? Please stop crying. I'm really sorry." Pregnancy had really turned me into a wuss.

I managed to get one sentence out through the waterworks. "I'm going to hug you now."

"Must you?" However that's all he was able to say before I pulled him into a hug. He sat there awkwardly for a few minutes, before he lifted his own arms and wrapped them round me as well.

We stayed like that for a few minutes. When we finally pulled back, there were only one or two people left in the common room.

Great family moment, followed by an awkward silence.

"So….."

"Yeah." The silence carried on.

"So how long have you known?" This was one of the questions that had been in my head since he confessed his secret to us in Hogsmeade.

"That I'm gay? Not too long."

We'd had a long chat about how he felt now that me and Jack knew. I loved my brother, and probably still would have loved him if he'd said that he was the spawn of Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange. Wouldn't have made me his sister, but I'd still love him.

Jack was obviously having a harder time dealing with it. He didn't have anything against gay people, just it was a big announcement to make, and I'm sure he'd be ok with it.

Aiden had since disappeared up to his dorm, a lot happier than he had been when I first saw him. I don't suppose he'd had anyone to talk to about it. Which upset me, because even though I had my own secret, I had four people I could talk to at Hogwarts.

It was eleven o'clock. I was the only one left in the common room, the last Gryffindor having gone up a matter of minutes ago.

It gave me time to think about all that had happened this year.

I was going out with James Potter, son of the saviour of the wizarding world. I was having his baby. A little baby Potter. My brother had come out the closet.

I was getting closer to Aiden than Jack. Not on purpose, but the secrets were all too much to handle, without them affecting the relationship Jack and I shared.

And not just that. Jack was all fists first, see how it affected me later. Aiden only did something he thought was in my best interests. He may have been the youngest, but he was by far the most mature out of all three of us, and that was saying something. Seeing as he liked a good prank just as much as Jack and his mates.

The portrait opened and in walked James.

"How come you're coming in now?"

He exhaled, showing he was exhausted. "Detention. Grayson did not appreciate my effort in class."

"What did you do?"

He smirked. "Put a Weasley's Wildfire Whizbang in Graham Goyle's cauldron."

I was confused. "But Jack got a detention for doing that. And he came in from his detention hours ago." James' smirk turned into a growl.

"I bet he did. Lucky guy got given his detention with Uncle Neville. He probably only stayed an hour. Meanwhile, I was stuck sorting flobberworms without gloves for five hours." I grimaced at the thought, glad I'd never had to do that task in a detention.

"Why'd you both do it?"

"Made a comment about how fine your ass was. Jack asked me to help him, most likely as his mate and not as your boyfriend. Gave me a chance to put a firework in his cauldron without Jack asking any questions."

He dropped next to me on the sofa, and put an arm around my shoulder. I moved in closer and we sat there in silence.

"I really feel like something to eat." He looked down at me.

"You feel like something to eat, or Baby feels like something to eat?"

I shrugged. "Does it matter?" James laughed.

"Guess not. Come on then, let's not keep either you or Baby waiting." He stood up, and in one motion picked me up in a fireman's lift.

"Well this is comfortable."

"Really?"

"I was being sarcastic." He chuckled, showing no intention of putting me down. Instead, as he made his way out of the common room, he replied "I heard sarcasm was the lowest form of wit."

"Maybe, but wit all the same. I can walk you know. Aren't you tired from your detention?"

"I may be tired, but I'm not going to put you down, so stop complaining." So I just hung over his shoulder, as he carried walking down halls I couldn't see.

"You have a nice ass you know."

James snorted. "Enjoying the view are you?"

"Yep." I was getting bored now. "Are we there yet?"

"Not yet."

Silence.

"Are we there yet?"

"Not yet."

I was still stuck with his ass in my face. "Are we there yet?"

"Are you going to do this all the way to the kitchens?"

I was smirking to myself internally. "You answer my question, I'll answer yours." He sighed, before responding.

"No, we're not there yet."

"Yes I am going to be doing this all the way there. Unless you put me down."

Reluctantly, James put me back on the ground. "Good, now I can wait for the blood to rush away from my head."

Eventually, we reached the kitchens. James reached forward to tickle the pear. We walked into the kitchens and before we knew it, we were surrounded by house elves.

"Master Potter has come back, how can Sushi help Master Potter." I raised my eyebrows, before leaning in the whisper in James' ear.

"Sushi? The house elf is named after Japanese food?" James gave me a subtle nod, before focusing his attention on 'Sushi'.

"Can you bring us a range of foods, and a jar of peanut butter please?" Sushi nodded and ran off with a number of other house elves to get our order.

"A range of foods?"

"You can have your pick then. I'll eat anything."

After grabbing a bowl containing chicken nuggets and pickles (James had looked at me strangely when I'd decided on those two items) and my jar of peanut butter in the other hand, we headed back up to the common room, James holding his own plate of food.

"How can you eat that?" Sitting down opposite the fire, James was looking at my choice of food in disgust. I picked up a pickle, dipped it in the peanut butter, before taking a bite.

"Because it's amazing. Anyway don't blame me, blame your child."

"I think the Baby is going to be just as weird as Holly. They have to be if that's what they like."

"Hey, don't insult LBP." I realised what I'd said and started to blush. Sadly, James had also heard what I'd slipped.

"LBP?"

"Just a nickname I made for the baby." I wasn't making eye contact, preferring to stare at my tasty treat instead.

"Well what does it stand for?"

I hesitated. "Little Baby Potter." I mumbled, blushing even harder.

He stopped eating. "You…want to…give the baby my name?" He was not making this easier for me. I didn't know if he minded. For all I know, he was alright with helping out, but didn't want to give the baby his own surname.

"Yeah. If that's okay with you." I was giving him an out. I didn't want him to think I was trying to corner him into something he didn't want.

"It's more than okay." His face lit up. "Baby Potter. You sure you don't want your name in there?"

"What, like Baby Potter Swann?" I thought about it for a minute. "No, I don't like it."

We finished eating, and placed our dishes on the table. He pulled me close to him again, and I wasn't complaining.

"I've thought of a way for you to finish school." I looked up into his face.

"You have?"

"Yeah. I've got a trust fund. There's a fair bit of money in it. Mum and Dad have been putting money into Gringott's accounts for me, Al and Lily since we were born and we get access to it when we come of age. It's meant to help us get used to supporting ourselves, when we're looking for a job or a house of our own."

"What about your trust fund?"

"Well…" He was looking for ways to phrase what he wanted to say. "I graduate in June. When you need to go back to Hogwarts in September, I can look after the baby."

"What about your future?"

"It can wait. I can get a job when you graduate. I've got more than enough to live on, and provide for you and the baby until then."

I was grateful, but I couldn't let him give up on his dream. "What about Quidditch? They'll be scouting for new players near the end of the year."

He shook his head. "I'll get a proper job after you graduate. One that brings in money for definite." As I started to protest, James cut me off. "This way, I'm sure they'll let you floo to see your own child."

"It's a good idea. Except you can't be a Quidditch player. You said so yourself, it's what you wanted to do."

"I've decided. I'll get a desk job at the ministry."

When I tried to argue, he just gave me a look to say that he'd made his choice. It was an argument for another day.

We heard steps coming from the staircases. James and I managed to jump apart to the furthest ends of the sofa, when Aiden came into the room.

"Left my work here. Can't trust the older years not to spell any work left lying around to say something completely different. What are you two doing?" He'd just noticed James was in the room as well when he turned in my direction.

"Just talking. James just got in from detention, and was telling me about the flobberworms he had to sort."

Like I did earlier, Aiden winced. "You got the flobberworm detention with Grayson? He must really not like you."

"What can I say, he doesn't appreciate Uncle George's inventions." He explained, yawning.

"Right." I stood up, stretching my muscles. "I'm off to bed. I've been up late enough as it is. Night." I walked up to Aiden and gave him another hug. I was really feeling the brotherly love today.

As much as I wanted to, I couldn't give James a goodnight kiss with Aiden being there. So I made my way towards the girl's staircases, making my way up to bed.