It was now February, the duo was sitting in the waiting room for a fertility healer. They had been talking about another possible pregnancy for Christina soon.
A few minutes later the couple was called into the healer's office. Oliver led her to the office
"You must be Christina Finch-Flecthley and her boyfriend Oliver Wood," the healer said looking at the paper.
"We are."
The healer nodded.
"I wanted to talk about my fertility. I miscarried my second child after my ex-husband abandoned me."
The healer frowned. "That's horrible."
"I know."
"So, how long have you two been dating?"
"It will be a year on March 17th," Oliver grinned.
"And you're already talking about kids?"
Oliver asked. "Is that a problem?"
Christina put a hand on Oliver's arm to calm him down sensing that his temper was about to flare.
"Isn't that a little fast?" the healer asked.
"Sir, we don't need your judgment. We love each other," Oliver said, getting up.
"Will you two ever get married?"
"Not anytime soon but that shouldn't matter. Let's go Chrissy," Oliver said, reaching out his hand for her to grab.
She glared slightly at the healer before taking Oliver's hand and leaving the building.
"I can't believe that bastard is so judgmental!" Oliver swore.
"Not everyone can be non-judgmental," Christina sighed.
Oliver paced for a few seconds. "Do you want me to make another appointment with another healer?"
"No, it's alright, Oliver," she assured him.
He stopped pacing in front of her and bent down to give her a passionate kiss.
"I love you, Ollie."
He leaned his forehead against hers. "I love you too, Chrissy."
"You clearly need to work off this pent up energy," she noticed with a smirk.
"I do. How do you suggest I do that?" he asked, his brown eyes twinkling mischievously.
She thought for a minute and stroked his cheek flirtatiously. "I'm not sure, Ollie."
"Tell me what you want, Christina."
"In public, Oliver?"
"Okay, maybe not in public but let's go home," he said desperately.
Christina nodded and they travelled back home. Bethany was visiting Victoire and Teddy so they were home alone.
"Tell me what you want, Chrissy," he begged.
Her hazel eyes twinkled mischievously. "I need you to give me a good fuck."
"Demanding aren't we," he teased, capturing her lips in another passionate kiss.
"Is that a problem?"
"Absolutely not, love. It's sexy that you know what you want," he assured her.
She breathed a sigh of relief as he kissed her again. Their hands began to wander and undress each other in their kitchen.
"Merlin, you look gorgeous," Oliver complimented, stifling the urge to lick his lips looking at his girlfriend.
"Same goes for you, do we have protection?"
"Not in the kitchen."
She rolled her eyes at her boyfriend's sense of humor which she absolutely adored. "You know exactly what I mean, Oliver Sebastian."
"I do, Christina Sofia," he said, nibbling her ear affectionately.
"What are you waiting for then?"
Oliver ran towards their bedroom, searched through their bedside drawer and grabbed a condom.
"Are you all set?"
"I am. I could also cast a contraceptive charm. If you're comfortable with that?"
She nodded. "Go ahead, Ollie."
He cast a contraceptive charm as she laid on their bed and spread out her legs.
"I've been fantasizing about this for months," Christina sighed.
Oliver nodded in agreement as he crawled between her legs. He entered her and began to thrust softly.
"I appreciate that you want to be gentle, Oliver. But you can go harder and faster."
"Are you sure, I don't want to hurt you," Oliver asked, looking up at her brown eyes full of love.
"Go ahead."
His thrusting soon got faster and rougher.
"Fuck, this feels so good!" she swore holding their bedsheets.
"I'm ready to cum inside you, Chrissy," he told her lovingly.
She nodded.
A few minutes later, he had cum inside her like he promised. He laid down next to her and they began to cuddle.
"That was amazing," she complimented looking up at him.
Oliver agreed. "It was."
"Who was your first time?"
Oliver said. "During Hogwarts, I was too focused on Quidditch. So, my first time was right after my nineteenth birthday. I don't remember her name though."
"Yeah, my first time was with Scott when we were 18. It wasn't that exciting but shagging you was definitely exciting." she giggled.
Oliver's stomach growled.
"I suppose you're hungry, Ollie?"
"Starving."
She got up to redress. "Me too."
"Do you want to go to our usual spot in muggle London?"
"Actually, Fleur invited us for dinner when we dropped off Effie."
"Oh, okay."
She finished redressing and Oliver eventually followed her.
After they were dressed, they travelled to Shell Cottage.
"Mummy!"' Effie shouted
Christina smiled and hugged her daughter. Fleur walked out with little Dominique hitched to her hip. The younger Weasley - Delacour daughter had inherited the Weasley red hair and blue eyes opposed to Victorie who was blonde.
Fleur led them to the kitchen and they sat down.
"How did Effie behave?" Christina asked.
"She was great."
Christina nodded.
"Do you ever think of having another one?"
Christina smiled. "Actually, that's why we dropped Effie over here. I had an appointment with a healer to discuss my fertility."
Fleur asked. "How did it go?"
"I'm sure my fertility is fine but the mid healer wasn't too helpful," she frowned.
"Oh, what happened?"
Christina explained the story. After dinner, Effie had convinced Christina to let her spend the night.
Once they were home, they curled up on the couch. Though, they soon got distracted with each other's lips.
"Fuck, can I be inside you again?" Oliver grunted.
"In a second, Ollie," she told him.
Oliver nodded as she unzipped his trousers quickly and discarded them on the floor. She did the same thing to his boxers.
A few minutes later, he cornered her on the couch. They made love until they fell asleep in each other's arms.