Hey Lovelies! So what is Harry's reaction going to be? Let's find out shall we? "Here Comes The Sun" by the Beatles seemed appropriate to me! Enjoy, Happy Reading, Let me know what you think!

Chapter 2 – Here Comes The Sun

"Harry, I think I'm pregnant." She let the words wash over him and for a moment he didn't react. He sat there looking as if someone had stunned him until a genuine smile seemed to split his face in two.

"Really?" His eyes seemed to shine as he thought about it and he could tell that she was shocked. He wiped the single tear that had escaped her eye from her cheek. "Why are you crying? This is supposed to be a happy thing!" Suddenly a startling thought occurred to him, "Unless, you don't want it. Cissa if that's,"

"No!" She cut him off suddenly and brought a slender finger to his lips to shush him. "No, don't even say that! It is a happy thing, I was just surprised when I realized that's what it could be, and then I was nervous about telling you."

"Why were you nervous?" He kissed her finger and then pulled it gently away from his lips so he could speak. "Did you think I would be angry?"

She gave him a watery smile, the tears that had been hanging on in her eyes were streaming silently down her cheeks. "I didn't know what to think. You are so young, and I didn't know if you would think it was too soon. Harry we've only been married three months."

"So what?" He leaned over and cupped her cheek in his palm before pressing his lips softly to hers. "I wouldn't care if we weren't married! You are giving me an amazing gift, and I will never be able to thank you for it."

Tears continued to stream down her cheeks. "You can repay me by being an amazing father. But Harry, I don't even know if I am for sure, I have all the same symptoms as last time, but I want to see a healer to find out for sure."

"Of course." He held her cheek in his hand, "I want to go with you. First thing tomorrow we will go to St. Mungo's."

She laughed, "Dear I have to make an appointment."

"Nah." He grinned as he took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet, "You are married to me, I'm sure I can pull a few strings in the morning and you will have an appointment by the time we get there."

Her laughter continued as she allowed herself to be pulled up into his arms. "The perks of being the Potter's huh?" She kissed his cheek and tucked her hand into his arm. "Would you care to rejoin your party?"

"No." She shook her head at his serious tone. "I don't want to. I would rather stay here with you."

"Not an option handsome." She looped her fingers through his and pulled him out the door and down the hall, back to his birthday party.

The next morning Cissa woke up with her head on Harry's chest. She was still in the clothes that she had worn the night before, and when she shifted she realized that Harry was too. She remembered seeing the last of the guests out, and dismissing the elves, before sitting down on the couch for a moment. She guessed that she must have fallen asleep and Harry had carried her upstairs.

She took a shower and then made her way out of their room. She sighed when she saw the library. She hated waking up to a messy house. The party had lasted well into the night and by the time the last of the guests had departed she simply dismissed the elves and told them that they could clean up tomorrow. Now that it was tomorrow she was regretting that decision.

The room was littered with cups and plates from the dinner that was served standing up last night. Empty bottles, and even the teakettle that Fleur and Cissa had been drinking from were still sitting on the coffee table. The toys that Teddy and Victorie had drug out were scattered through the room and the balls from the pool table were all over the floor.

She wasn't surprised to find that the majority of the food had been eaten, but the few things that hadn't had gone bad over night, and they were still on the buffet. Overall the party had been a success, but she was determined that a party of this level was not happening again anytime soon. She shook her head at the mess.

"Lotty?"

The house elf appeared in an instant. "Yes Mistress?"

"Can you and Kreacher make sure that this entire place is cleaned up by the time that Harry and I get home from the doctor's office? The smell of this place is making me nauseous."

"Of course Mistress." The elf gave a shallow curtsey to her mistress and then disappeared to go and find Kreacher and begin the cleaning.

The amount of catastrophe extended out of the library and all the way to the kitchen, it was there that Harry found her. She was sipping a cup of tea and reading the Prophet when he arrived in the kitchen. "I got you an appointment."

"Oh?" She looked up at him. "When?"

"In about an hour. They said they would appreciate it if we could come in early and go over some paperwork. I guess things have changed in the last twenty-three years." He smiled at her, and she rolled her eyes over the top of her cup.

"I'm sure they have. Let me go get dressed and then we can Floo over. That's the easiest way, I don't want to take a chance apparating until we know for sure what's going on?"

"Is there a rule against apparating when you're pregnant?" He tried to remember if he had ever heard of that before, but then again he hadn't paid all that much attention in apparating lessons to begin with.

"No there's not, I just don't want to take any chances. Overall, aside from the possibility of splinching, it is one of the safest ways to travel while pregnant." She smiled at him, "Harry, love, relax, I have done all of this before. The stuff at the hospital may have changed, but the entire gift of being a mother hasn't."

"You may have done all of this before, but I have no idea what I'm doing. What if I do something wrong? What if I hurt the baby?"

"Harry, if I am pregnant, it is just barely, and I think the protection of the baby is covered for quite a while." She laughed. "Besides, you are a natural with Teddy, this won't be any different."

"This is entirely different!"

"Look at us, last night I was the one in tears and freaking out over the idea of having a baby, and this morning you, who was so strong and confident last night are more scared than I was when I was nineteen! I promise you are going to be fine. And remember, even after the baby is born, it will always have a lioness to protect it." She kissed his cheek as she made her way back past him and up the stairs.

He sat there thinking about what she was saying and he knew she was right. He did spend time with Teddy, and he knew how to handle the toddler, but it was the infant that was scaring him. He hadn't spent all that much time around babies, and the possibility of having one that he was responsible for was starting to get to him.

He had composed himself rather quickly once she disappeared and he came to the conclusion that he could do this. That if Cissa really was pregnant then he was going to be the best dad that he could possibly be. Maybe to make up for the fact that he had grown up without one, or simply because he knew that if he had her there next to him to go through it together, they would be able to handle almost anything.

She reappeared rather quickly in loose fitting, green robes and simple, yet sophisticated make up. Her hair tumbled in loose waves around her shoulders and she looked every bit the lady that she was. She practically floated towards him as her robes barely swept the ground. She gave him a tender smile as she stopped just in front of him. "Are you ready?"

"To find out for sure if our lives are about to change forever?" He bent and kissed her bright red lips as he guided her towards the fireplace. "You bet I am!" He answered her with more confidence than he felt. He was still nervous, but he was veering towards being truly thrilled with the idea.

When they came spinning out of the grate at the hospital someone bumped into Narcissa and sent her tumbling backward into Harry. The two of them landed flat on the floor in the middle of the lobby. Both of them on their backs, Cissa's body splayed across Harry's torso, her hair covering his face. The nurse behind the desk was the first one to respond to the commotion. "Lord and Lady Potter! Are you all right? What happened?"

Narcissa took the nurses offered hand and righted her self and her robes as Harry clambered to his feet next to her. "I believe we are both perfectly fine. Thank you. As far as what happened, I'm not entirely sure. I believe I bumped into someone coming out of the grate." She turned to look over her shoulder to the fireplace they had come out of when she sighed heavily.

"Lady Potter?" The nurse was worried that maybe the lady was hurt after all.

Cissa turned back to the nurse, who was standing between herself and her husband and she smiled. "I'm fine really, there's nothing to worry about."

As she reassured the poor girl that she was indeed fine she caught Harry's eye and threw a glance over her shoulder to draw his attention to the person that they had run into. She knew that he had taken the hint when she saw his composed face falter a little bit at the woman standing behind her.

Harry reached out a hand and placed it on the girl's shoulder. "I assure you, my wife and I are both quite all right, please, return to your work, there is no need to fuss over us." He made it sound like a suggestion instead of a command, even though that is exactly what it was, and the girl retreated quietly to her desk.

The whole altercation took a mere thirty seconds and by the time the witch that they had run into had righted herself the nurse was gone. They were standing alone on the far side of the lobby, looking at none other than Molly Weasley.