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"Blaise?" my gorgeous girlfriend Hermione asked me, looking up at me from my lap where her head was resting.
"Yes, love?" I asked smiling while smoothing her hair out of her eyes
"You'll stand by me no matter what, right?" she looked at me worriedly, piercing her lip with her teeth. I smoothed her lip away from the sharpness of her teeth with the pad of my thumb before answering.
"Of course I will, I love you."
"What would you do if I said I think I might be pregnant?"
"I'd ask if I could go with you to check if you're pregnant." Hermione relaxed against me, snuggling down into my lap
"Good, I want to check with a muggle pregnancy test."
"Go take it then, all we need to do is wait as our lives are planned for us."
"No need to make me nervous."
"Sorry love." I apologised
"No problem. I suppose it needs to be done now then." Hermione stood and entered the en suite bathroom, sliding off the bed lethargically. She came back five minutes later with the plain white stick which could shortly be changing our lives. I pulled her back onto my lap and held her close offering a source of comfort from the world for those few short minutes. The test beeped to say that it had a result.
"I can't look." Hermione hid her face in my shoulder, her hair tickling the underside of my ear. I looked at the test and smiled. I bent to her ear and whispered:
"Welcome to parenthood, baby."