Minerva Potter walked naked into the bedroom unabashedly. She hadn't always been confident of her appearance especially last timeline but her husband had convinced her otherwise. Harry had always managed to convince her she was gorgeous and she was inclined to believe him. She still smiled when she thought back to those Quidditch matches Harry earned for his OWL results. The Bulgarian team had Veelas for their mascots. Every male around was in their influence but not her Harry. He was firmly unimpressed and had given her a gentle kiss on the lips. She still remembered the looks of longing the Veelas gave her at having such a devoted betrothed.

"Gods you are beautiful," Harry breathed as he spotted his wife.

Minerva smirked at him but chose not to say a word. She stopped in front of the full length mirror and looked at herself critically. Her stomach had a slight swell where their son lay. She gently caressed the swell and gasped as she felt a magical pulse back. "Harry," she called and placed his hand on her stomach when he made it to her. She gently caressed her swell and smiled happily when she felt the magical pulse.

"He's using magic already," Harry said dumbfounded.

"Would you expect anything else from your child," she retorted smiling broadly. "I will inform Poppy of this tomorrow. We have our three month checkup."

"I remember," Harry answered then smirked at her. He used his magic to physically lift her up and carry her to their bed. He quickly joined her and kissed her lovingly. "Care if I ravish you Mrs. Potter?"

"Ravish on," she whispered in anticipation.

Minerva sighed wistfully as her eggs vanished from her plate. "Any particular reason your eggs are seemingly disappearing from your plate?" Pomona asked her quietly.

Before she could answer, Filius spoke. "I would guarantee Mr. Potter and his greenish completion has something to do with it."

Minerva smiled before erecting a privacy bubble around the three of them. "It is to remain a secret for now," she explained. "I'm pregnant. Harry shares my symptoms through the soulbond. I have yet to experience morning sickness but he has daily."

"Pregnant," Pomona Sprout repeated as she looked at her friend in confusion. "You are still able to bear children?"

Minerva nodded her head. "Poppy believes the soulbond protected my reproductive system. I thought James and Sirius would die of pure shock when they found out."

"I could imagine," Filius said with a chuckle. "Congratulations my friend."

Minerva smiled gratefully at him and turned to her childhood friend. Pomona stared at her a moment or two before whispering, "It seems dreams do come true afterall."

Minerva offered a watery smile before nodding her head. "At least mine are," she confessed. "Five more months until I have a wee one wrapped up in my arms."

The second term at Hogwarts was set to resume today. Minerva looked down her her expanding waistline and sighed. Her normal teaching robes no longer hid her delicate condition. Euphemia had a seamstress meet her at Potter Manor over Christmas break and design her a new maternity wardrobe. The liliac tunic flowed elegantly and showcased her rounded belly. Her black pants fit her snugly and offered support for her belly. "You look lovely," Harry whispered to his wife.

Minerva Potter smiled at her husband before interlocking their fingers and pecking his lips with a kiss. "You are wonderous Harry," she offered before taking a deep breath. "Let's get this over with."

Harry grinned as they walked hand in hand down the aisle of the Great Hall for breakfast. They had chose to be late so that everyone could see their news for themselves. He watched as suprise and shock filter across the faces of his peers. Murmurs and whispering broke out in the room but they chose to ignore them. He escorted Minerva to the steps to the Head table. He kissed her palm gently before moving to sit next to Hermione at Gryffindor House table.

"When's the baby due Potter?" a voice from Ravenclaw asked rudely. "Your family must be so proud you are having a kid before you graduate."

Before Minerva or Harry could say a word, most putebloods stood in solidarity and glared at the muggleborn male student. "Not that you would understand but all pureblood families yearn for heirs," Daphne Greengrass suprisingly spoke up. "The Potter and Ross families most assuredly are celebrating the pending birth of the newest Potter heir. We families that respect the Old Ways are beyond joyful for Heir Potter and the Headmistress on their pending birth and shall not tolerate any negativity directed towards them for this joyous occasion."

Minerva and Harry shared a look before Harry stood and bowed his head in respect to Daphne. "Thank you Heiress Greengrass," he thanked her.

Daphne nodded her head in acknowledgement and then asked, "When is the newest Potter due?"

Harry smiled before answering, "Match 31st."

"A wedding night child," gasped one of the pureblood Slythreins. "How blessed you are Heir Potter."

Harry shifted his gaze to his pregnant wife and grinned happily. "I am blessed beyond measure," he whispered emotionally. Minerva blushed red in her embarrassment at his words. Harry turned his attention back to the muggleborn Ravenclaw and gave him a hard look. "Should you want to understand why your views are flawed, I recommend you check out Magicks of the Family from the library and read chapter 4 carefully."

The Ravenclaw student slouched down as the Great Hall returned to its breakfast. Ravenclaw students visably scooted away from the Muggleborn student.

Harry instantly lifted his wife up with his magic as she crossed the threshold to their rooms. She moaned as her body became inflamed by his desire for her. "Harry," she breathed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. "Merlin how I love you."

"Not as much as I love you," he retorted as he pillaged her mouth with his own. He allowed his magic to vanish their clothing as he pushed her gently against the door. "You're mine," he whispered possessively as he settled between her open legs and entered her swiftly.

Minerva moaned out and felt her inner walls quake as he took her hard and fast. She closed her eyes as her body gave in to his desires and shrieked his name rather quickly. Harry chuckled against her neck before carrying her through the rooms to the bedroom. He gently sat her on the edge of their bed before encouraging her to lay back. "Harry," she whispered suprised by his insatiable appetite for her.

"My magic is demanding I satisfy you completely," he whispered in response. He smirked before adding. "I'm rather enjoying it."

Minerva laughed musically before Harry gripped her hips and joined them once again. She was rather enjoying it herself!