Oliver had cooked a great meal, he was an amazing cook. Jazz helped out with the dishes, hoping to keep her supper down this time. Now the couple was cuddling on one of the sofas. Jazz lay in his lap as he read A Christmas Carol aloud. He had finished the fifth chapter when he looked down and saw that she was sleeping. He smiled and put the book on the end table. Gently, he stood and carried Jazz upstairs to his room. He laid her on the bed and quietly changed her into her pjs. He discarded all his clothes, except his boxers, and slid into bed next to her. With one arm around Jazz's waist, he fell asleep.
Jazz woke the next morning feeling sick as usual. Deciding a hot shower would make her feel better, she quietly got out of bed. She was half way to the bathroom when her stomach started gurgling, a sign that another tribute to the porcelain god was due. She ran to the bathroom and slammed the door, barely making it to the toilet in time.
Oliver turned over and felt around for Jazz. When he didn't feel her, he sat up and looked around. "Jazz?" he called out. After waking up a little more, he realized Jazz was in the shower. He walked over to his closet and pulled out a pair of blue jeans and a black sweater. He just finished dressing when Jazz stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in one of his fluffy red towels. "Good morning." he said, kissing the top of her head.
"Morning." Jazz smiled. She stepped behind him to face the closet, where Oliver had put her clothes. She took out a pair of jeans and a light blue long sleeved shirt. She turned to Oliver, "Can you reach in the drawer and hand me a bra?"
Oliver did as told. "When'd you get this little number?" he asked, holding up a white lacey bra.
Jazz snatched it from him and smiled, "There's a matching thong too." Oliver stood in shocked silence as Jazz finished dressing.
"You're beautiful, you know that?" he said, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend's waist.
Jazz smiled, "I know." She pulled his head down and began kissing him. He lifted her up and carried her to his bed. He lay her down and crawled on top of her, her legs wrapped around his waist.
"You guys are like rabbits."
The couple smiled at the intruder and detangled themselves. "But we're rabbits with fangs." Oliver replied, bringing he hand up and making 'fangs' with his fingers.
Jazz rolled her eyes, "Hi Katie."
Katie smiled, "Hey Jazz. Ready?"
"Almost. Let me go fix my hair."
As soon as Jazz closed the door to the bathroom, Oliver turned to Katie, "Did you make her an appointment?"
Katie nodded, "Yeah. My aunt works at St. Mungo's and agreed to see her, free of charge."
"Okay." Jazz said exiting the bathroom. She kissed Oliver's cheek, "I love you."
"Love you too. If I'm not here, don't freak. I'm going to my parents' house." He waved at Katie, "See ya Bell."
"Bye Wood."
"I can't believe this." Jazz said, glaring at her best friend. The two girls were sitting in Katie's aunt's office.
"You wouldn't go, so I made you." Katie defended. "Jazz, you've been sick for over a month. We're all worried about you."
Jazz never got to respond, for at that moment, Katie's aunt came in, holding the results of Jazz's exam. "Sorry about the wait." she said as she sat across from the two teens.
"It's okay Aunt Aggie." Katie said. "What's wrong with Jazz?"
"Well Miss Malfoy, it appears you're five weeks along."
"Five weeks what?" Jazz asked, already knowing the dreaded answer.
"You're pregnant." At those words, Jazz started crying. Whether it was because she was happy or sad, she didn't know. All she knew was that she was carrying Oliver's child and she didn't know how to tell him.
"Are you okay?" Katie asked, watching as Jazz just stared at her hot chocolate.
"How am I going to tell Oliver?" Jazz asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Katie smiled sadly, "I don't know." She finished her drink, "Come on, let's shop. That always cheers you up."
"I don't think that'll help." She shrugged. "But what the hell."
"Oliver!" Miranda Wood exclaimed, pulling her son into a tight hug.
"Hi mum." Oliver said, returning the hug.
"You're suffocating the poor boy." Oliver's dad, Sean, joked.
Miranda released her son. Oliver hugged his dad, "Hey da."
"So, how's your new job going?" Miranda asked as the three Woods sat in the living room.
"Good. I love it." Oliver replied, praying that his mother would refrain from asking about his love life.
"Keeping all those school girls at bay?" Sean joked.
Oliver laughed nervously, "Yeah." Except when I'm sleeping with one.
"Not that we're not enjoying your company, but why are you here?" Miranda asked. "We weren't expecting you till Christmas."
"That's why I'm here." Oliver started, "I came by to tell you that I won't be here for Christmas. I'm planning a very special night."
"For who?"
"Someone." He looked at his watch, "Hey, I gotta go. She'll be back by now."
"Who? Who's staying with you?"
"I love you. Bye." Oliver said before apperating home.
Jazz was curled up in bed enjoying her book when she heard a pop downstairs. It wasn't long before she saw Oliver in the doorway. "Hi." she said while placing the book on the night stand.
"Hey." He said next to his girlfriend, "What'd the doctor say?"
Jazz stood, "You knew?"
"Of course I did. Jazz, I was worried. We all were."
She shook her head, "Doesn't matter now." She began pacing, "I went to the doctor and she ran some tests. And I don't know how to tell you this. I'm rather scared to actually."
Oliver grabbed her hand, stopping her movements, "You can tell me anything."
She took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."
In one swift movement Oliver picked Jazz up and began spinning her around. "Jazz this is the happiest day of my life!"
"Put me down!" she yelled through laughter.
Oliver did as told and sat her on the bed. "I was going to do this on Christmas, but now seems perfect." He got down on one knee nad took her hand in his, "Jasmine Danielle Malfoy, will you marry me?"
Jazz's eyes widened. "Oliver, I…I…" she stuttered. "Yes. Yes!"
His smile widened as he slipped a diamond ring on her hand. "I love you."
"I love you too."