Natasha stood in front of the mirror. She was getting ready for her book release party. She couldn't believe she was a published author. A pair of strong arms wrapped around her breaking her out of her reverie.

"Merlin, you look so sexy in that dress Mrs. Wood," Oliver grinned nibbling her ear.

"Ollie, we're getting ready to go to my book release party, keep it in your pants," she scolded.

"We've been bloody celibate since Joey was born, I just want to fuck you seven ways to Sunday," he cursed turning her around planting a passionate kiss on her lips.

"You know how I get when you have a potty mouth," Natasha moaned tangling her hands in her husband's hair.

"Do you want to do this?" Oliver asked sweetly.

"Just a quickie before we go," Natasha said pulling her husband back into a kiss.

They fell onto their bed a few minutes later and Oliver hiked up his wife's dress to reveal she wasn't wearing any knickers.

"You're not wearing any knickers, how bloody convenient," he said.

"And neither are you," Natasha winked.

Oliver looked down to see he was completely naked from the waist down. "You sneaky little badger, you banished my trousers off."

"I did, are you mad?" she teased.

"Not in the slightest," he smiled before entering his wife for the first time in three years.

"Fuck, Oliver!" she moaned loudly.

"Language, Natty," he teased.

The couple finished making love and quickly redressed. They went to her book release party slightly disheveled but no one really noticed.

It was now mid October, Natasha woke up in an empty house. Despite the fact that Oliver has worked at Hogwarts since they started dating almost six years ago. She never gets used to waking up in an empty bed. The house was also empty since Megan and Joey were at their uncles' house for the rest of the week. She made herself some breakfast but she was feeling nauseous so she didn't eat much. She decided to take a pregnancy test after she realized she skipped her period

"Natty!" Oliver yelled.

She was rather confused, he's supposed to be at Hogwarts.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the bathroom, Ollie!"

"Um, are you decent?" he asked.

She giggled. "You know we've been married three years and you've seen me naked many times."

Oliver walked in grinning at her. She greeted him with a quick kiss as the timer went off.

"What's that timer for?" Oliver asked.

Natasha smiled. "I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant again and this just confirmed it."

He pulled her into another kiss.

"What are you doing here, you've only been at Hogwarts for the last month. Did you miss me too much?"

"You know I did," he said.

Natasha smiled.

"So, when I officially get home you'll be around twenty weeks pregnant?"

"Give or take."

Oliver nodded. "What does this mean for the rest of your book tour?"

"I suppose I can continue it for now," Natasha said.

Oliver nodded. After a few more minutes, he left.

A few days later, she was sitting in the waiting room at St. Mungo's waiting for the healer to call her. She missed Oliver terribly.

"Natasha Wood!"

She stood up and followed the healer to the examination room.

"This is your third pregnancy with your husband, isn't it?"

"It is. We have a five year old daughter and a three year old son," she explained with a smile.

The healer nodded as she began doing the examination.

"So, how does my child look?"

"They look okay. You're around ten weeks now. If you have any complaints you can come back."

"I've always had good pregnancies."

The healer nodded and released her. She went back home.

It was now two months later, Oliver came home expecting to see his wife waiting for him but she wasn't.

"Hey Oliver," Milo greeted his brother-in-law.

Oliver turned to his brother in law and asked. "Where's Natty?"

"She's been on bed rest since the beginning of the month ," Milo told him.

Oliver rushed up to their room to see his wife sleeping peacefully blankets around her perfectly round stomach. He walked over to her.

"Ollie, is that you?"

"I didn't mean to wake you, love."

She smiled weakly and said. "I was already awake due to our child's kicking."

Oliver rested his hand on her perfectly round stomach. Their third child was kicking wildly.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you I've been on bed rest since the beginning of the month," she apologized.

Oliver sat down next to his wife and wrapped his arm around her. "It's alright, love."

She nestled herself closer to him as their third child continued kicking.

"I'm getting old, Natty," Oliver sighed, stretchin out next to her.

"You're almost thirty two, Ollie," she smiled.

"And about to be the father of three," he smiled resting his hand on her twenty week baby bump.

Before Natasha could respond there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Oliver said.

"Hey. Are you hungry, Ash?" Milo asked.

"I could eat."

"Do you want something to eat. I could throw something together," Milo suggested.

"That sounds great, Mi."

Milo nodded and left the room.

"How did you did you convince Milo to wait on you hand and foot?"

"It wasn't that hard," she giggled.

Oliver nodded. "Would he allow me to help you while I'm home?"

"He might but you don't have to," she assured him.

"I hate to see you like this knowing I did this to you," he sighed guiltily.

"Ollie, I clearly enjoyed conceiving our third child before my book release party," she said.

Oliver smirked. "I remember you screaming my name so loud."

It was a couple days later, they were celebrating Oliver's birthday. Natasha was still on bed rest but they had moved her to the couch for the day.

"Merlin, I'm old," Oliver sighed.

"Like I told you a few days ago. You're only 32."

Oliver smiled and gave her a kiss. She stifled a moan, despite being on bed rest that didn't mean she wasn't horny.

She was on bed rest until early April. Oliver came home in the middle of labor he could tell because Natasha was screaming her head off.

"You're never touching me again."

Oliver wholeheartedly agreed with that sentiment. He didn't want his wife to go through this again.

"It's a girl!"

Natasha laid back in exhaustion. Oliver looked at his newborn daughter she looked quite big.

"Well, she weighs about eight pounds no wonder she was always kicking." The healer said.

Oliver nodded.

"So, what's her name?"

"Dylan Kimberly Wood," Oliver smiled.

Natasha nodded sleepily in agreement. Everyone came to visit their daughter. Natasha took care of their three children until Oliver returned a few months later.

It was now September first 2013, also known as the day Megan would begin her journey to Hogwarts. The couple could barely believe that their oldest was starting school. It's amazing. Natasha glanced at her other three children. Joseph was the most like Oliver, outgoing and Quidditch obsessed. Dylan was the most like her naturally introverted but not afraid to stand up for himself, clumsy and bookish. Michael was not even a year and a half so it's hard to tell who he'll take after.

"I can't believe our little girl is starting school," Natasha said.

Oliver nodded in agreement. "It feels like yesterday that you told me you were pregnant."

"It does."

Oliver kissed his wife of ten years and boarded the train with his oldest daughter.

The End