Disclaimer: Not mine. Never was mine. Never gonna be mine. Instead- JK rowlings. Warning: This is short, but sweet. After all, its just the end of the end...

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One Month Before the Start of the new school Year at Hogwarts

"I dont want you teaching right now."

"Why?" She asked, and his eyes dropped to her midsection before rising back up to stare at her pointedly.

"Severus, c'mon. I'm an AUROR, and I'll only be pregnant till about Christmas break." Her chocolate brown eyes snapped with frustration.

"You're my wife."

"And an auror."

"You're pregnant with our child, and I don't want you risking it."

"I can take care of myself." One slim black brow rose and she rolled her eyes. "Look, I'll put cushioning charms on everything, alright? and Dumbles said he'd take over teaching duties when it came time for me to deliver."

He crossed his arms, and glowered at her. "I don't trust those brats."

"Yeah well, they don't trust you either. Fair trade, eh?"

"Nymph--"

"Sevvie."

"Tonks, do NOT start that again."

"Well, if you didn't insist on calling me that blasted name, I wouldn't have to." It was all the Potions Master could do just then to not shake her. Instead he had to settle for gritting his teeth. "Look, I can't just hang around here, doing nothing, and I won't do the auror work right now. I'm not that stupid. But I have to do something, and it gives me a way to make money."

"I'm perfectly capable of supporting you."

"I'm not capable of sitting on my arse and doing nothing. You know that."

"You wouldn't have to do "nothing"."

"Oh really? Who was it that took the knitting needles away from me as soon as they saw me with them?"

"Because you could get hu--" He shut up at the look she gave him, and color tinged his cheeks. "I don't want to lose you." The hook-nosed man finally said quietly, and it was enough to make his wife grin sappily as she moved in closer, and raised up on her tiptoes to place a kiss on his cheek.

"I love you, Severus, and you won't lose me. Dumbles thinks I'll be perfectly fine." His arms went around her and she sighed in contentment, resting her head against his chest. Then, unexpectedly, she sneezed violently.

When the Potions Master groaned and stepped back, waving his wand at his shirt front, the metamorphmagus grinned up at him. "Sorry, Sev."

"Every time I work on the Draught of Living Death, you end up sneezing on me."

"So then don't work on it." She brought her hands up to her naturally black hair, which she'd shorn off to a mere inch long when she found out she was pregnant, having been strictly ordered not to try any shifting, and ruffled it. Instantly, her husband grabbed her hands, bringing them down gently but forcibly to her sides.

"Don't do that." He gritted out, and Tonks couldn't help but giggle.

"Sev?" He's so gonna hurt me for this...

"Yes?" He'd released her hands, and was heading toward the bedroom to get a fresh change of clothes on so he could hold his wife without having snot splattered all over him, when she spoke to him. He paused, turning to look at her, and at her question, promptly turned back around,stalked into the bedroom and slammed the door.

Tonks broke into peals of laughter, and called out, "I think Harry's a quite nice name, really!"

"SHUT UP, WOMAN!"

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and maybe the beginning?

A/N: I puzzled and puzzled over what would be a fitting epilogue, and was beginning to think I wouldn't get one done, when this popped into my head. It made me giggle immediately, I hope y'all like it.

Its also just intriguing enough that I may try to do a sequel with it...but I need a beta...Anyone offering?