The next day she woke up and looked at the clock. it was 9:30 she sat up and got off the couch. A few seconds later she heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." she said.
When the door opened she saw Neville.
"Oh, hi Nev. Did you need something?"
"No, I was just coming to check on you. You only sleep late when you don't feel good." he said.
"I'm fine Neville. Really I-"
Then she covered her mouth, ran to the bathroom and threw up. Neville followed her then bent down and rubbed her back.
When she was done she took a few deep breaths.
"You OK?" he asked helping her sit down.
"Yeah." she said.
"Come on." he said then taking her hand.
"Where are we going?" she asked suspicious.
"The hospital wing and getting you looked at." he said.
Then she opened her mouth but was interrupted.
"You're not fine. Now come on."
When they got there Madam Pomfrey was handing someone a potion.
"Madam Pomfrey?" Neville said.
"What is it Professor Longbottom?" she asked then looked next to him and sighed. "What happened this time?"
"She hasn't been feeling good and threw up this morning." he said.
"Alright Potter, lay down." she said.
She let the professors still call her Potter to make it easier for them to tell who they're talking to.
Neville helped her lay down then he sat down.
"Alright, let's see what we have wrong now. This is a repeat of your own school years." Madam Pomfrey said.
Neville tried to fight himself from laughing but lost and started.
"Oh shut up." Harriet said.
"I'm sorry, but she's right, it's impossible for you to go a year without being here. Even the year we could restart our seventh year. That was quidditch injuries." he said starting to calm down.
"Now, what's wrong?"
"I haven't felt good lately. I've been feeling sick and throwing up every morning." she explained.
"Hmmm, alright let's see what we have. Stay still and let me look at your stomach."
So she stayed still and watched Madam Pomfrey look at her stomach. A few minutes later she was done.
"So, what is it?" Neville asked rubbing Harriet's hand.
"Well Neville it appears that she's pregnant." she said.
They sat there in shock.
"What?" Harriet said.
"You're pregnant."
Then Neville snapped out of it and looked at Harriet.
"You OK?" he asked looking at her.
"Yeah, just a little shocked is all." she said.
"Let's see how it's doing and where you are." Madam Pomfrey said.
So she took out a screen and put some goo on Harriet's stomach. They noticed that she had a little bump.
They looked at the screen and saw something small in her stomach.
"Alright, it looks fine and you're fifteen weeks right now."
When she was done she cleaned off Harriet's stomach.
"So what's it going to be, keep or abortion?" Madam Pomfrey asked.
They looked at each other for a second.
"What do you want, keep or lose?" Harriet asked.
"I've always wanted kids but you're the one that has to go through this so it's your choice." Neville said.
She thought for a few minutes and then looked at him.
"Keep it. We may be young but we know our parents were a year younger than us. And this time there's no war going on. I defeated him fully at seventeen. He can't come back again." she said.
"Alright." he said nodding. Then he looked at Madam Pomfrey. "We're going to keep it."
"Alright then. I'll be here the whole way. Stop working at your seventh month because you'll be at your third trimester. And see me once a month for your exam. You can stay here and give birth if you want and then go home for a break." she said.
"Alright. Thank you Madam Pomfrey." Harriet said.
"You're welcome you two. And congratulations." she said smiling.
"Alright then, let's go see Minerva and see if we can have a staff meeting. And see if Professor Sprout will come back for a few months to." Neville said.
"Why would you need Professor Sprout back?" she asked.
"When you stop work I'm stopping to stay with you." he said.
"You know I can take care of myself right?"
"I know, but I just want to be with you if you need help and when it's time."
She smiled and gave him a kiss.
"That's what a father and husband should do."
So they headed to McGonagall's office.