A/N: Well, the idea of Bella becoming pregnant seems popular, so she will be by the end of this fic, but the child/children (could be twins, lol) will have a story about him/her/them.

Another note is that, I'm ashamed to say it; I'm running out of ideas for this fic. I struggled to even come up with a start for this chapter and have been doing so for a while. I think the pregnancy one was the last decent idea I'll come up with for this fic itself, so I'm going to be ending it son, and putting up a sequel which will probably focus around the kid(s) mainly.

And finally, I've decided that I no longer need to rewrite chapters from chapter 6 onwards, since that's basically where my writing improves at an dramatic pace, so I will only be rewriting them or correcting chapters if anyone requests it.

Disclaimer: See previous twenty seven chapters. Nothing has changed.

Chapter twenty eight

"Harry?" Bella called out, glancing around nervously. Where in Merlin's name was he? He had just been there, hadn't he? "Harry, honey, are you there?"

"Yes, yes I am," a sneering voice came from behind her, making her jump. "What do you want?"

Bella turned to face Harry, noting instantly that something was off. His face normally didn't have that revolting expression on it, and he was acting... she wasn't quite certain, but it wasn't normal for him.

"Harry, what's wrong?" she asked, unsure of herself, and whether or not she wanted to know.

"Nothing's wrong, darling,"he said, looking down his nose her. "Why would there be?"

"But..." Bella started to ask, slightly confused. He was definitely acting of.

Harry started chuckling, and walking around her. Bella stood stock still, unsure of where this was going, and, again, not wanting to know.

"Dear, dear Bella, what shall I do with you," he muttered in a low voice as he circled her. Bella stiffened even more, knowing something ghastly was going to happen. She was right.

From behind her, Harry grabbed her arm, pulling her around to face him and squeezing her so much that it hurt.

"Harry, let go of me!" she ordered him, beseeched. "Let go of me now!"

The horrible expression on his face worsened, the sneer getting larger and larger, crueller and crueller.

"No, I don't think I will."

By this point Bella began to really feel beyond terrified.

"Harry, please stop," she pleaded at him when he shoved her down on a bed she hadn't noticed before. "I'm serious Harry, let go! You're hurting me!"

"Quiet!" Harry hissed at her. "Do you want everyone to hear?"

"Let go!" she yelled louder, struggling to free her arm from his icy cold grasp.

Harry hissed at her to be quiet once again, but she refused. He growled and raised a hand. He brought it down quickly, coming into contact with her face and-

Bella gasped as she woke up, sweating profusely and hardly daring to move less it had been real and she was in a blissful state of unconsciousness. Gradually she got up the courage to move again, and was relieved to find that it was not so as the memories of the previous night came back to her.

Only a month had passed since Christmas, yet both her and Harry had gotten closer and closer in that time, most likely due to the little power Harry had been keeping hidden from everyone which had come in handed for getting away from everyone at certain times, and last night the two of them had taken the first really big step together. Okay, so they had slept together once before, but that didn't count. They weren't dating then, so it hadn't meant anything. Plus they were drunk. Bella scowled at the, uh, non-memory. What could possibly have the greatest night of her life, and she had been so drunk out of her mind that she couldn't remember it! Damn muggles and their extremely intoxicating but extremely tasty alcohol!

Bella smiled at the thought of the night before. This time she could remember it and it had been phenomenal. Just... phenomenal. It was indescribably. And now... Bella's stomach gave what she perceived to be a loud rumble, one which she was surprised hadn't woken Harry. She was hungry.

Down in the kitchen Bella's stomach gave another loud rumble as she began to raid the cupboards for something that would satisfy her odd craving for mint humbugs and apples covered in raspberry jam. For some reason she had been craving them for the past couple of days. Why was a whole other matter. She had no clue.

She placed the humbugs on the table after finding them, and then set out to find the jam, the apples already in a fruit bowl on the table. About two minutes more of rummaging about in the cupboards she finally found it behind a dusty jar of pickles.

Tap tap tap!

Bella growled as he heard the tapping, and placed the jam jar down on the table. Why did they have to get the early edition of the Daily Prophet anyway? Especially since it came so early?

Tap tap tap! Tap tap tap!

"All right, all right," Bella ground out as she walked over to the window and threw it open. The bird flew in and dropped the paper on the table, extending the leg with a leather pouch on it for money.

When it flew off Bella glanced down at the headline, only to faint as soon as she saw it:

Confessions of the Dead: Potter and Black Innocent, Lestrange Woman Reformed.

A/N: OMG, this chapter is so short. It didn't even make it to 800 words! And I left off with yet another cliffie (even if it means kinda good news in the fic)! So if you want to have me hung, drawn and quartered, I don't blame you. Oh, and I am sorry this chapter took so long, but, for some inexplicable reason, I couldn't concentrate on it. I think it may have had something to do with the fact I was planning stuff about the kid, like a personality, looks and name. Well, that's enough of my rambling.

lCC: Thanks! Glad you like my name!

Thanos Farek Seid: Thanks!

Rock and Sarcasm: Um... okay, bye.

Padfoot-Marauders-Rule, Blackhand/Exzlayer: Will do.

Kittyofwonder: Lol, well, one of you two is obsessed. The kid may get freaked out by the age difference between Harry and Bella, but I think it would be more weirded out that Harry is the Boy-Who-Lived and Bella was a Death Eater.

Ryua Malfoy: Lol, knowing Harry, it's likely.

Amscray: Bella has black hair, and Narcissa only changed Bella's hair to blond in the AU. And I don't think I ever said who was the baby of the family... oh wait! I did! I said in Sirius' diary that Bella was oldest and Andromeda was the youngest. Napoleon XIV?

NatalieJ: You sure it's been genuine?

EmaraldThrone: Lol, lots of possibilities. So far I've only said that Bella will be pregnant, meaning that it'll be her kid. The kid will almost certainly have a cool name (probably Welsh, since that's where Godric's Hollow is supposed to be) and I'll probably send it to Beauxbatons or a school I'll make up, but I'm not sure. The fifth point you made... I'm not too sure I'll be making Bella an animagus at all, since it's supposed to be hard to do.

finn mcgovern: Okay, will do!

W0lf QuEEn: Lol, okay, update, right.

Topsta: Lol, that's good to know.

NateP: Lol, good! Coz you're getting the pregnancy!

harrysgal8: Harry's 16, so I can see where you're coming from, but he'll be 17 by the time to kid's born, and legally an adult in the magical world.

coolone007-2: Climax? Like the one I just announced?

awsome twin: In chapter 24 I implied that they had.