(A/n): I do not have a beta all mistakes are my own. Also thankyou to my reviewers.
Harry heard Neville calling him from the floo, so he left the twins in the playroom and walked into the living room. As Harry approached the fireplace he greeted his husband.
"Hey, love how was your appointment?" Harry asked.
"It went great...,"
"So your not sick or pregnant are you ?" Harry interrupted.
"No I am not sick ...," Neville answered his voice trailing off as he worried why Harry would care if he was pregnant or not. "How are the twins ?"
"They are fine, I left them in the playroom,"
"Alright, have they had lunch yet?"
"No not yet but, Love why did you not tell me that they could do magic?" Harry asked curiously.
"What do you mean they are doing magic? They have never done magic before!"
"Really, Ali levitated a box of cookies from the highest self in the pantry and Frank had his toys spinning around the playroom!" Harry said excitedly.
"I can't believe I missed them doing magic for the first time," Neville said with disappointment in his voice. "Harry, I thought I told you not to give them cookies. The sugar makes them hyper."
"I only gave them a couple to calm them down after you left, when are you going to be home, Honey?"
"Still the playroom is probably trashed and knowing you the kitchen is still a mess," Neville accused.
"I'll be home after I go to the pharmacy and pick up my prescription."
"Don't worry Nev, I'll have the house clean by the time you get home," Harry said. "Why are you getting medicine? I thought you said you weren't sick?"
"Healer Pyle gave me a prescription for a vitamin, that's all," Neville answered.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash coming from the playroom and Alice started to cry.
"Harry what was that ?" Neville asked worriedly.
"I don't know I better go check. Bye I love you," Harry answered as he hurried off to check on the twins.
Neville slowly pulled his head out of the fireplace and sighed. He hoped that Harry will be happy when he told him about their new son. He placed his hand on his tummy as he walked to the pharmacy to pick up his vitamins. Neville knew that everything would be fine...eventually.