I love you more." Harry nuzzled into Hermoine's neck and blew a raspberry,"and I love you too little, fella." He kissed her growing belly. A tear slid down Hermione's cheek. "You're going to be the best daddy in the world." She placed her hand in Harry's large one.

"You think so?" Harry asked.

"I know so." Hermoine nodded her head.

"But what if..." Harry started but didn't dare to finish his sentence. Hermione knew exactly what Harry was going to say. "Harry, look at me. I'll still love the baby even if it's got your werewolf gene. That's what makes you rare. "

She held Harry's hand tightly and squeezed it. "You think I'm rare?" Harry's eyes lit up at the word. "A diamond in the ruff." Hermoine kissed his cheek.

"I'm not exactly a diamond, but I'll take it." Harry chuckled.

"Oh, shut up, you." Hermoine lighly wacked his arm playfully , walking hand in hand to Hermoine's office they stopped at the door, and Harry once more kissed her belly. " Let's hope that you're rare like me, little one." Harry whispered to himself.

"I'm sure luca knows that he'll be just like you." Hermoine rubbed her belly.

"Luca?"

"That's what I'd like to name him if he's a boy."

"What happens if it's a girl?"

"I'll let you decide. " Hermoine winked and went inside, leaving Harry to think long and hard about possible options for girl names. On the way to his new office, he said some baby names aloud . Sitting in his new chair, he sighed as the leather soothed his aching joints.

He sniffed the air and gagged, " What is that God awful smell?" Harry rose from his seat and followed the trail. Once he found the awful smell, he stopped in front of his office and looked down in front of him as a dead cat with a note attached.

Enjoy your dinner, you filthy dog. Go back to where you belong.

A tear slid down his cheek and splattered onto the dead cat. He went back inside and slammed the door, writing a letter to his boss. Harry tried his best not to cry.

He was in for a long nine months..

3 months later...

Over the past four months Hermoine noticed that her belly had grown faster then usual she couldn't tell if it was good or bad, she remembered the other day that Harry told her that pups grow twice as fast as human babies. Hermione struggled to get changed out of her work robes and into her pyjamas, but she decided to have a warm bath first she deserved it after the long day she had.

She casted an undressing charm on herself and ran the bathtub , wrapping a fluffy towel around herself. Hermoine felt the baby kick sharply. "HARRY!" She called out to him . Harry bolted into the bathroom shirtless, hair messy and eyes red from crying.

"Harry, love, what's wrong?" She asked, worried Harry rubbed his eyes and said nothing."Nothing, it's just work..."

Hermoine placed his hand on her belly and gasped as the baby kicked once more. "Wow, he or she is really kicking." Harry chuckled and wiped a tear from his eyes. "That's because the baby can tell that something is wrong, so there's no point in hiding your emotions." Hermoine soothed.

Harry sighed and sat on the toilet lid and ran his hands through his hair, and watched Hermoine settle into the warm bath. "Work has been tough for me because I'm getting bullied at work because of the freak I am." He sniffed. Hermione reached out to him and stroked his cheek. "Baby, you're not a freak."

"I feel like one." He leant into her touch and kissed her fingertips." Thank you for loving me for the freak I am." Hermoine frowned and slapped him across the face."Ow." He rubbed his jaw."Stop calling yourself. You're not."

"I guess..."

The baby kicked again, and Hermione kissed Harry where she hit him . " it's not your fault that you got bitten by him. And even if the baby has your werewolf gene, I'll always love you and the baby."

"Can I join you in the bathtub?" Harry changed the subject.

"When I'm not pregnant, you can."

Harry wouldn't take no for an answer he stripped off his clothes and moved behind Hermione. Sitting behind her, he squirted some shampoo into the palm of his large hand and massaged it into her hair. Hermione leaned back and moaned as Harry's fingers worked into her scalp "mmmmmm that feels so nice. " Hermoine purred.

Harry nuzzled into her neck and purred back, " Not as nice as this." His hand slid between her legs and rubbed her aching clit. Hermione let out a small gasp and placed her hand over his, their hands rubbed her clit in slow, teasing circles " oh, Harry please don't stop. I'm so close." Hermoine moaned. Harry stopped rubbing and placed a finger against his lips. "Another time."