Natasha stood in front of the mirror as she got fitted for her wedding dress.
"How does the dress feel?"
"To be honest, it's a bit tight," Natasha answered uncomfortably.
"That's interesting, it fit the last time you tried it on."
Natasha said. "It did."
"You must've gained weight."
Natasha was silent for a moment. She and Oliver had made love most of Oliver's holiday from Hogwarts.
"What do you want to do about the dress?"
"Just take it out, I'm not going to lose the weight anytime soon since I'm pregnant again," Natasha smiled.
The tailor nodded and did as told. She finished hemming the dress and handed the dress to Natasha.
"Thank you so much."
"No problem."
Natasha paid for the dress and went back home. She couldn't wait to tell Oliver she was pregnant again in a month.
—
Natasha stood in the bride's room with her mum and future mum-in-law, maid of honor Amanda and her bridesmaids Emma and Audrey. The flower girl was Molly.
"So, you're pregnant again?" Sharon asked.
"Yes, I'm about sixteen weeks along. I'll tell Ollie on our honeymoon," she told her.
Just then the opening notes of the Wedding March started and there was a knock on the door.
"You ready, Ash?" her dad asked.
"I am."
She slightly waddled towards the altar with her dad. She could see Oliver grinning at her.
"You look beautiful, especially with your baby bump," Oliver smiled, taking her hand.
She smiled at him. They began saying their vows.
"I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Wood!" the officiator announced.
The couple rushed down the aisle.
"I was going to tell you on our honeymoon, that I was pregnant again but you already noticed," Natasha smiled.
Oliver said. "How far along?"
"About sixteen weeks now."
Oliver nodded. After their reception, they left for their honeymoon.
It was later that night, the couple was walking into their hotel room.
"I suppose you're exhausted from the wedding and maybe you're not in the mood."
"I'm a little exhausted but I'm definitely in the mood," Natasha said, resting her hand on her stomach lovingly as she laid down on the bed.
Oliver sat next to her and rested his hand on her stomach.
"You realize we find out the gender in about two weeks?"
Oliver caressed his wife's baby bump lovingly. "I know it's amazing. I don't really care if it's a boy or a girl."
Natasha gave her husband a kiss and he immediately rolled on top of her being careful of her baby bump. Natasha's fingers immediately undid the buttons on her husband's shirt and discarded it on the floor.
"Now your turn," Oliver said deftly, unzipping her dress and discarding it on the floor.
Natasha smiled up at her husband as he kissed down her neck as foreplay continued. He peppered her baby bump with kisses.
"That tickles, Ollie," Natasha giggled.
Oliver said to her stomach. "You're not going to be doing this for awhile."
"That's rich coming from either one of us, Ollie. You knocked me up eight months into our second relationship," she giggled.
"You didn't seem to complain, Mrs. Wood."
Natasha grinned. "I love the sound of that."
They continued making love, pulled apart and fell asleep.
—
It was the next month, The couple was sitting in St. Mungo's waiting for the healer to call Natasha's name.
"Natasha Wood!"
Oliver hopped up and helped a reluctant Natasha up. He led her into the examination room.
"I'm Healer Quinlan. You must be Natasha and Oliver Wood."
"Yes, we are."
The healer checked her notes. "This is your second child in two years?"
"Yes, we have a two year old daughter."
The doctor nodded and instructed Natasha to lay down and pull up her shirt. She laid down and pulled up her shirt.
"This gel might be cold." The doctor said, rubbing some gel on her growing baby bump.
Natasha shivered at the touch as she moved the little machine around her baby bump slowly.
"Does 'Baby Wood' look okay?" Oliver asked, clutching his wife's hand in anticipation.
"He looks fine, Mr. Wood. He's growing at a steady rate."
"We have a son?"
The doctor nodded. "Yes, you'll have a son in early September."
"Can I still work or will that hurt our son?"
"It's fine, Mrs. Wood."
Natasha nodded. The healer finished the appointment and escorted them out.
"I can't believe we have a son," Oliver said resting his hand on his wife's stomach.
"Me either, it's amazing."
"You're amazing." Oliver said, pulling her into a kiss, his hand still resting on her baby bump.