Oliver and I were attached at the hip once more. But now it a different way than before. My hand was nearly always cupped in his. The ring never came off my finger. There was hardly a time that we weren't touching. We talked a lot. We talked about the baby, our future, and what we going to do after we returned to Hogwarts. During the break, I never laid a spell on my stomach, but we decided when we returned I would. I'd already planned to move into Oliver's dorm at school. We were still debating quidditch. Many professionals kept playing until their eighth month. I didn't want to take a break from quidditch yet, but Oliver wanted me to. I was beginning to give in, but I didn't want to. Quidditch was my second love.

"Goodbye you two," My mother said on the platform. They were making sure Oliver, Braeden and I got here safely, but the Woods couldn't come.

"Bye Mum," I replied and enveloped her in a hug. She had her faults, and her dumb moments, but she was my mother. And if nothing else, she loved me unconditionally, no matter what I did.

"Take care of her son," I heard my father tell Oliver over my shoulder. I began to pick up my trunk, but Oliver shooed my hand away. He shrunk bother his and my trunks and carried them both. I saw the smile crack on my father's face. I gave him a hug and made my way onto the train.

The spell was already on my stomach. It felt strange. I'd gotten used to it being there in the past three weeks. I followed Oliver down the train aisle to the last compartment where we found Braeden, Angelina, Katie, Alicia, Fred, and George. Yes, this was our compartment because we enlarged it at the beginning of fifth year. We actually combined two compartments and used an enlargement charm on the interior only. You wouldn't believe how good Alicia is with a wand.

"Oi, took you two long enough," Braeden crowed as we entered.

"Shove off Braeden," I growled.

"Braeden said you had something to tell us," Angelina prodded.

"You two did pretty much fall off the face of the earth during break," Alicia added.

"Braeden," I turned to him, "Have you ever considered that we weren't going to tell them the minute we walked through the door?"

"Umm…. no," Braeden answered honestly. I rolled my eyes at him and took a seat next to Oliver.

"So, what is it?!?!" Katie was growing impatient.

"Since my brother doesn't understand the word discretion," I sent him a glare, "I'll go ahead and tell you. Oliver and I are engaged," I gave Oliver's hand a squeeze and sent him a warm smile.

"Congratulations!" Alicia squealed.

"That's amazing!" Angelina

"About time mate!" Fred and George interjected at the same time.

"That's exactly what I told him when I heard," Braeden chuckled. Everyone gave a laugh at this.

"You know they're not kidding. You took your dear sweet time," I laughed.

"What? I didn't know!" He replied.

"But everyone else in the world did," I replied.

"Sorry hun," He replied.

"It's okay, you just better not be going anywhere else," I replied. During this whole flirt session, our friends were just smiling. Normally they'd complain about it, but I guess they were really worried about the two of us, and just happy we'd finally settled a bit.

"So when's the wedding going to be?" Angelina asked.

"We haven't really thought about it," I replied.

"Actually I have," Oliver replied.

"Really?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah," He replied. He leaned down and whispered very quietly in my ear, "Before the baby is born in April. I've already warned my mum. She's setting it for March 15th."

I looked at him, gave him a smile that could melt anyone else. He though, was already a puddle.

"Excuse us for just a moment," I excused us. I grabbed his arm and apparated us to the platform just outside the door of the caboose end of the train. I leaned up to him (I was only about three inches shorter) and gave him a sweet kiss.

"You are the most thoughtful man on this earth, and I still don't know what I did to deserve you, but I damn sure am going to make sure I don't loose you again."

Oliver wrapped me in another sweet embrace. After a moment we broke apart.

"We'd better go back or they'll think we've died or something," I smiled at him.

"I suppose so," He replied quietly then apparated us both back to our compartment.

"So…. wedding date?" Katie breaks an awkward silence before it could begin.

"March 15th," I replied confidentially.

"Have you picked out your dress yet?" Alicia asked.

"No," I replied.

"What about the bridal party?" Angelina asked.

"Do you really have to ask?" I chuckled, "You three of course. No, I won't pick a maid of honor, just three bridesmaids."

"And, Braeden, you'll be my best man right?" Oliver asked.

"Of course mate," Braeden replied.

"And, Fred and George, we'll need two more guys to escort my bridesmaids down the aisle."

"Meaning us," Fred asked.

"Of course she does you dolt," George hit Fred upside the head, causing the rest of us to laugh.

Soon after, we reached Hogwarts. We had a warm dinner waiting on us before we went back to the Gryffindor tower.

"So, what's everyone planning after Hogwarts?" I asked.

"We're planning," Fred began.

"To build up our joke shop," (George)

"And maybe to open another," (Fred)

"In Hogsmeade," (George)

"With old Mr. Zonko," (Fred)

"Well," Alicia cut in, "I think I'm going to travel for a time, maybe a year or so, but then I think I'd like to write."

"I didn't know you liked writing," I was caught of guard.

"Yeah," Alicia blushed a little, "I've been writing for years."

"I think I'm going to work for Cleansweep. They've actually already contacted me after seeing my design I sent in for their contest. They want me to go to work as soon as I'm out of school."

"Really? Why didn't you tell us?" I asked.

"Well, we've been dealing with some drama lately," She answered honestly.

"But what about you three?" Alicia asked Braeden, Oliver, and I. We looked at each other and replied simultaneously.

"Try-outs."

"Figures," Katie laughed.

"What?" I asked.

"You three are so in love with the game you can't imagine a life with out it. That's what figures. It makes more sense than not that the only plans you have are to find someone else to let you play. It would be wrong any other way," Katie laughed.

"I suppose so. We'll have to think about retirement one day…but Oliver, Braeden, and I will have to be nearly dead before we'll stop flying," I realized aloud.

"I'm tired mate," Oliver said to Braeden, "I think I'm gonna hit the hay. Night guys." I got up with Oliver and made my way upstairs.

"Where are you going?" Katie asked.

"With Oliver. I moved in his dorm. Didn't you notice?" I said as I made my way up the stairs to catch up with Oliver.

We slid into his, no our bed. As he asked I removed the charm from my stomach and Oliver laid a hand on it. The little one inside kicked at it. A smile spread across both our faces.

The next day we went to class like normal, but Oliver and I had called a practice for school. We had match against Ravenclaw soon.

"Fallon," Oliver said that afternoon as we got dressed, "please don't do this. I won't try and make you do anything, I know you too well for that, but Fallon, I'm afraid for both of you."

"Oliver, what would you say if I asked you to give it up?" I asked. I gave it a minute to sink in. He honestly couldn't answer. "Besides, how would we explain it to anyone?"

"An injury, I don't know," Oliver replied, "And, I can answer your question. I'd feel hurt, but if I was giving it up temporarily for our child, I would."

"Oliver the professionals play into their eight month. I'm only in my sixth," I replied. He just sighed, and opened the door for me as we left.

At Practice

A bludgers was hurdling toward me. I pulled a sloth grip roll, but I was accounting for a large stomach that wasn't there, and rolled to large. I slipped and fell. It was an accident in the worse way. There was no way to correct it. My broom was too far above me. There wasn't any one I could grab a ride with. I was going down, fast.

I rolled in to a ball around my stomach and tried to make sure I wouldn't land on my back.

"Motala!" I heard someone crow from across the field. My falling slowed, but I was losing the small amount of control over my fall. I hit the ground with a sharp thud, and lost consciousness for a second. I felt myself being picked up and I came back to.

"Oliver?" I mumbled

"He's right next to me sis, he's a bit incoherent, so I got you myself," I heard Braeden's voice.

"Okay," I mumbled. I hurt everywhere. And I felt safe with Braeden too. And I was out of if again.

This time when I came too, I was in Gryffindor tower, with Oliver sitting by our bed with his head in his hands.

"Oliver?" I asked. He looked bad.

"Fallon?" He looked up, "Oh thank god!" He wrapped me in a hug, "Fallon, you fell, and then you blacked out, but Madam Pomfrey said you wouldn't remember, so it'd be better if you woke up here. Oh god Fal, you scared me shitless," He was holding me in his lap at this point nearly crying. I couldn't do this to him again.

"Fallon," He managed to speak again, "Please just take a break, for all three of our sakes."

"Okay," I replied. It hurt, but it didn't hurt nearly as must as the flesh ripping pain of seeing Oliver hurting that much.

"What?" He said not quite understanding.

"Okay. I'll take a break. I can't stand to see you this scared or upset again. I can't do it, I won't."

"Thank you Fallon. Thank you so much. I'll even quit if you want-" I grew stiff at this. He would quit…for me. I know he loved me, and that he would spend the rest of his life and do anything for me, but I just didn't expect that.

"Oliver, I love you so much. I can't believe you just that. Hell no you're not going to quit! How would the team survive if both its captains were gone? Did you hit your head too?" I laughed a bit. He chuckled and gave me a peck on the lips.

"Fallon, don't think this is the end, I know you too well. The minute you can your arse will be all over a broom again. And, I doubt you'll loose a step in the process," Oliver encouraged.

"Hell no I won't!" I agreed with a grin.

"Good, now that we're in agreement, what do you think of the name Daire?

"Daire? But what if it's not a boy?" I asked with a laugh.

"Then we'll name her Glynis," Oliver replied confidently

"Don't I have any say? I like the name Tara," I retorted.

"So we'll name a later child Tara," Oliver replied.

"Whoa, how many children were you planning on sending through me?" I asked.

"I want a large family. Maybe five children? Or six?" He replied hopefully.

"Six? Why so many?" I asked honestly. That was a lot of children.

"Because I was an only child. I had you and Braeden, but if you traveled I was left alone. And, with three of us there was an odd number," He replied. He thought for a moment.

"Odd number, that means we should have a least six, but not seven. If more than six, it needs to be eight-"

"Eight kids! Oliver that is a lot of children! And all of them have to come through me!" I complained. He gave me puppy eyes, which I just rolled my eyes at.

"We'll deal with it later," I cut of the look. He just laughed.